Page 6 of Inked Heart

Icannot fucking believe it. Two damn months I have been searching for her and she has been under my nose the whole time. One motherfucking town away. What a joke the universe has been playing on me. Not to mention I just figured out she is carrying my fucking child in her womb. The knowledge of that alone, has me seeing red. The assholes who call themselves my friends have kept me from my woman and kid.

If it wasn’t for this appointment, I would haul her ass out of here and spank the shit out of her. I need to take her like a man possessed, because that is what the fuck I am. Possessed with need, love, and adoration for the woman who gave me the slip. And now she is carrying my unborn child.

“It’s nice to meet you Eldridge. Considering everything I just witnessed, I was wondering if you want Kitty to do your Ink today?”

Hmmmm…that is a great idea. Especially considering what I am getting done. Let her see how much it meant to me and what she tried to throw away. I’m in the mood for some fucking retribution.

“You know what, I think that would be an excellent idea. Thank you, Miles. By the way, I want to formally introduce myself. My name is Eldridge Monte-q. I am in love with your sister. As soon as I am done making her feel guilty for running out on me and keeping the pregnancy from me, I intend to marry her.”

Might as well get all that shit out and in the open. No sense in beating around the bush. I wait a beat to see if he is going to give me shit or cop an attitude for claiming his sister like this, but he simply chuckles, shakes his head, and holds his hand out to shake mine.

“Thank fucking God. I thought my brother and I were going to have to find out who put her in this predicament and beat the shit out of the deadbeat. Glad to hear you didn’t know. A word of advice; Kitty is a bit prickly about love after the type of parents we had. My advice is don’t give her a chance to overthink. Bombard her with everything. She needs to feel secure, loved, and like she can be herself. Our parents’ kind of love was fucked and ended tragically. She is terrified of that.”

Well shit. I am more than grateful for the heads up, but also sad for my Angel. I am going to take the information he gave me and dissect it later. Right now, he is leading me into the room where there is a shocked Kitty.

“I thought Miles was doing your work?”

“He was.” I say. “But I decided you should do it. It will give us a chance to talk and all. You don’t mind, do you?” I ask, even though I have no intention of walking out of this room. I simply want her to feel like she has a choice. One way or another, she is going to talk to me and we are going to get some shit set straight. If we can do that now, then tonight can be for making up. I look at her, while cocking my eyebrow up in challenge. I know how bad she wants to tell her brother to do it; but I also know she wants to appear impervious to this soul-wrenching pull there is between us.

I sense a change in her breathing. It has become rapid and shallow as she allows herself to feel the destiny between us. From the doorway I can smell her, and if her brother wasn’t with us right now, she would be pinned against the wall with my rock-hard cock grinding into her through my jeans. Fuck. I need to adjust, but her damn brother still in the room. She glances down at my cock tenting through my pants and lets a slight smirk slip from her mouth.

“Sure. No problem. I can do your ink.” She states. Excellent.

After she agrees, her brother leaves the room and it is just the two of us behind closed doors. My face conveys my intention, causing her to back up and away from me. There is no way she can hide how turned on she is.

In a hoarse, seductive whisper she says, “Please sit, Eldridge. I am not ready for this yet. We can talk while I ink you, but I have to maintain some distance.”

I open my mouth to protest and she preempts with her hand up, “For now. I need a clear head to think about what I want. When I am with you, around you, or touched by you; I cannot think at all. Now please sit and tell me what you have in mind.”

Shit.She is lucky her brother warned me a bit about her childhood.

“I am simply getting five numbers above my heart.” She is busy getting her equipment together as I say this.

“Mmm hmmm…. ok so lie back while I disinfect the area. What are the five numbers?” Oh yea. This ought to be good.

“8-15-18.” I say to her and wait to see if it registers in her mind.

“Ok. 8-15…., are you serious?” Ah. I see she remember the exact date as well.

“Yes. I am serious.”

“But that’s the day……”

“Yes. It is.”

“Eldridge, are you sure you want to….”

“Fuck yes I am sure. I was coming here to commemorate the day I found and lost you. But now it seems I am stamping the date I found you, made you mine, and we made our son. I want it right above my heart, baby.”

She swallows and turns away. I know she is trying to hide the tears I saw framing in her eyes. And I fully expect her to come at me hard, but once again she shocks the shit out of me when she says, “It could be a girl you know.”

My momentary happiness that we are having this discussion is overshadowed by the idea of a little Kitty walking around; making boys crazy and me walking around with a shotgun permanently attached to my side. I feel as the blood drains from my face.

Pulling her to my side, I say into her neck, “No way baby. There will be no daughters. Do you get me.” She pulls away from me rolling her eyes and with a soft giggle. I would give anything to hear that sound every day.

A daughter. What the fuck.

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