Page 20 of Connie
I go to argue but I saw that it was pointless and the pain was excruciating as I realised I might have missed his last few months of living a normal life. Stevie was my uncle, dads little brother. He died a few years ago. He was my grandparent’s primary carer for years. They were ill for years with one thing or another, he never moved out, never married or anything. His parents were his sole companions and when they both went in quick succession of each other it wasn’t long before he was found by my dad surrounded by empty bottles and packets of pills. He’d been there a long time and it was the catalyst for dads massive decline. It was like the guilt took over everything and he was loosing himself to it.
I decided the best thing to do was to wait as long as possible to see Connie, I didn’t think rushing over there would do anyone any favours. I hadn’t spoken to her since the night before I left but Ruben made sure to tell me all about their weekly phone calls so I knew she hadn’t moved on like I was hoping she would. I did know that she changed her look considerably not long after we left. I could only presume that was because of what I said and it made me scared that she would still want me and that the situation wouldn’t be any different between us. It didn’t matter how many bikini-clad women I hooked up with while we were away it was still Connie I’d dream about at night.
I spent the night with dad, I made him dinner and told him all about my travels, not that he took any of it on board but I felt better telling him what I’d been up to.
I wasn’t surprised to get a call from Ruben later that night inviting me round for dinner the next day with Connie and Emma. I’d seen a huge change in him in the last few weeks and it had nothing to do with Australia and everything to do with coming home. Or should I say coming home to someone.
It seems Connie has made a new friend and Ruben is smitten. He may have only seen a photograph of her but he is obsessed already. I can’t lie, it’s nice to see but I’m also worried it’s going to put a stop to our partying. I don’t mind the lack of partying, let’s be honest, we’ve done enough. But pulling chicks on a night out is how I’ve kept myself away from Connie in the past, if that isn’t happening then I’m worried I won’t be able to resist her kick arse little body.
I knew Connie was there the second I walked in the front door. It wasn’t the smell of her cooking, it was the goose bumps that covered my skin. God only knows how I’m still so affected by her after being away for so long.
I walk into the kitchen and she comes into view. She’s sat at the breakfast bar engrossed in something in her hands. This gives me time to study her, she’s wearing a tiny pair of shorts and a strapless top. Her now short blonde hair is streaked with purple and blue which makes her look older, quirky and confident. I’d be lying if I said it didn’t look good on her.
I eventually make my presence known.
“Connie,” I say happily.
She was obviously completely oblivious to my invasion because she squeaks in fright before turning towards me.
The look on her face gives away her inner feelings when she sees me, her eyes flash bright, her cheeks blush and to my pure delight I see her nipples pebble against the cotton of her top. I can’t help my cock jumping in excitement in my shorts. I shouldn’t be so pleased by her reaction to me and I can tell by the hardening of her features after only a second or two that she isn’t too pleased about it either.
“Fin,” she states coldly. I deserve that though after how we left things. She stands from her stool and goes to turn her back on me.
“I’m so sorry, Con. I’ve missed you.” I didn’t mean to say it but I panicked.
She looks over her shoulder and I see her soften to me. As much as she wants to fight me I know she can’t.
“I missed you, too,” she says before walking straight up to me and wrapping her arms around me.
I’m home, I think as I hold her and let her scent engulf me. Her curves mould themselves to my body like we were designed for each other.
So…that last six months away from her worked a treat then it seems!
It was a great night. I finally got to meet Emma, the one who’s stolen Ruben’s heart from miles away. I can see why though, she is so his type with all her curves, the only problem is that she seems totally uninterested in him. It looks like Ruben has a fight on his hands.
I know it was childish to make a bet with him that he couldn’t sleep with her before his parent’s anniversary party but I’m just not ready to lose my best friend to a girl yet.
I couldn’t believe the changes in Connie, yes there was the obvious but she was also so much more confident. It was like she found herself while we were away which I find strange because I thought people travelling went to find themselves. She clearly needed the space to discover who she really is and that person is unbelievably sexy. I find myself drawn to her even more than before and that is seriously saying something. Why do I get the feeling this is all going to go horribly wrong?
Chapter 5
Connie
My morning sickness is back in full force. I’d started to think it had improved but nope! I’m so grateful for both my mum and Emma because I don’t know how I’d have kept the coffee shop going without them the last few days. If I’m not actually throwing up then I feel so nauseous that even a hint of a smell I don’t like has me running to the toilet. And the worst smell of all…coffee. Fucking great!
“Hey, how’re you doing?” Emma asks when I eventually show my face about two o’clock in the afternoon. Just a glance up at her is apparently all the answer she needs. “Oh, that good.”
I get myself sat one of the stools at the counter so I can go through a few things while I feel up to it.
“Argh,” I groan rubbing my bloated belly.
“What’s wrong?” Emma asks concerned.
“Just getting a bit of pain, it’s nothing,” I shrug off.
“What do you mean nothing, you should go to the doctors if you’re getting pain.”
Oh great she sounds like my mother. Good job I haven’t mentioned that I’ve had a little bit of spotting as well. Everything’s fine though. I don’t know how I know but I just do.
