JonathanThe flight to Miami is uneventful, to say the least. It should have taken longer but I have to admit that I pushed my plane a bit harder than advisable. I love flying, and the first thing I did out of high school was to join the Air Force. The first thing I did when I made enough money as an actor was to buy a plane.After I land in a private airport in Miami, I make my way out of the doors to get a car called. As usual, immediately I’m bombarded by the paparazzi. I try to keep my head on straight, but it’s difficult. They always know what to say to push my buttons, and how to get me to react. They’re professionals, after all, and they actually get paid more if I cause a scene on video.But then, the questions take on a new tone.“Jonathan, Jonathan! Is it true you’re dating a photographer?”“How long have you guys been together?”“Do you have a comment about the fact that you’ve been secretly wooing Eva Hale?”What the fuck? How the hell did they figure it out?“No comment,
“I’m Eva’s father, Ron.”“Sir, I…”He holds up a hand.“Don’t. We’ll talk later. Right now, Eva wants you.”He turns without another word and heads towards the elevators. I follow humbly behind him. We wait for an older couple to exit before entering the elevator, and I chance a glance at Ron’s profile.“How is she?” I venture.He frowns.“For a collision like that, she’s alright.”I feel like I can’t catch my breath and my voice cracks as it comes out.“Mr. Hale, please I never wanted this for her. I love…”“Don’t.”He exhales heavily, refusing to meet my eyes.“Look son, Eva hasn’t told us anything but the briefest details. I used my powers of deduction to figure out what you are to my daughter. I don’t understand your decision and frankly, I don’t care. All I care about is my daughter and my grandchild.”“I care about her too,” I say. “I was giving her space and also I didn’t know how to find her. Sir, your daughter…” I have to stop and take a deep breath as emotions course through
Eva“Come on, Ana,” my dad says to my mom, who’s hovering over Jonathan and I. “Let’s give them a minute alone.”She glares at him.“No, I will not leave me daughter. Anything they say, they say in front of me too.”“Ana,” my dad admonishes, his mustache quivering.My mom sighs and gets to her feet.“I will be right outside the door, mi amore,” she says and leans over to kiss my forehead. “You just holler if you need anything.”“Thanks Mom,” I whisper.My voice is hoarse and my throat is dry from the air conditioning. Ana and my father leave the room as Jeon grins at me from the corner of my hospital room.“Jonathan Masters,” she clucks, shaking her head. “I can’t believe you kept this from me, girlfriend! I’m going to get you back for this.”She pats Jonathan on the shoulder and also leaves. He looks a bit uncomfortable, but that’s to be expected. Meanwhile, Jonathan the kitten is staring at his namesake with adoring eyes, which looks a bit ridiculous since the cat is so small wherea
“I can’t believe it.”The ultrasound tech laughs.“Believe it, Dad. Congrats you two! I’ll let the doctor know that the baby is happy and healthy and he’ll take a look just to be sure as well. Would you like me to send in your family?”I nod as she starts unplugging everything and packing up. I’m still gazing at my love.“Are you sure this is what you want?”He nods slowly, his blue gaze never leaving mine.“Yes, more than anything. Are you sure you want me? After everything that’s happened? I understand if you don’t, Eva,” he says in a choked voice. “We started with lies, but I promise you, it’s going to be one hundred percent truth from here on out. I swear it.”I smile, tears filling my eyes“Of course I love you, Jonathan. I couldn’t help myself if I tried.”He looks awestruck and presses my hand to his lips just as my parents and Jeon barge into the room. Their faces are anxious.“How’s the baby?” my friend asks.“He or she is fine,” I say in a gentle voice. “There’s nothing wron
EvaOne year later.Jonathan and I are sitting in the back of a long limousine and I’m doing my best to get comfortable. Jonathan, who’s watching me hungrily, grins.“You’re going to have to stop fidgeting or I won’t be able to concentrate.”I look up at him in his tuxedo. He’s incredibly handsome and dashing, as always.“I’m not used to wearing dresses like this,” I say crankily, tugging at the stiff satin fabric. After all, the stylists Raisa hired to get us ready for Jonathan’s movie premiere put me in a red and black mermaid style dress with a tight corseted top. The gown is beautiful and I have to admit, when I was looking at myself in the mirror, I was astonished. My curvy figure looks amazing in this outfit. It’s sexy without being over the top at once. Jonathan nearly had a heart attack when I walked down the stairs of our hotel.Plus, my hair is loose and swept to one side, my curls held in place by a red flowered comb. Jonathan has been slowly brushing my bare shoulders wit
My husband-to-be groans and leans his head back against the seat, his bronzed throat tense. I carefully reach into the opening of his boxers and pull out his hard shaft. Taking the tip delicately in my mouth, I suck on it. I can feel Jonathan jerk and groan again. Overwhelmed with feelings of desire and power, I take him fully into my mouth, savoring the velvety hardness.“Oh shit,” Jonathan groans, his voice hoarse. “God Eva. It feels so good.”I continue to work him with my my mouth, sucking with ruby red lips. My cheeks vacuum inwards before I lap my tongue along that pulsating shaft. His breathing is ragged and he’s moaning my name over and over again. I can feel him growing harder in my mouth and know that he’s close. Then, I reach into his pants with my hand and gently squeeze his warm balls.“Oh God,” he gasps as orgasm floods into my mouth. It’s salty and sweet, and I swallow every drop like it’s the elixir of youth. Then, I finish licking the last of it off of his tip and slo
Annas SavoieBesides my panting moans of pleasure, our house is perfectly silent in the wee morning hours. It’s the type of silence I’m craving all week long, missing Leon when his job takes him miles from home. He’s here now, his massive bare body stretched out below me, strong hands lifting me above his hungry mouth. I relish our private time together without interruptions, only bliss, where I don’t have to think beyond my mate’s tongue lapping across my most sensitive parts. I grip wads of hair, thick hair that covers Leon’s head. His thick curls pick up at chest level. I peek over my shoulder, following his navel and the trail that leads to perfection. All wolf-shifters are well endowed. The pure sight of his maleness pitches me toward climax, and I desperately want him inside of me.“You can have that when I’m done with you, baby.” Leon grips my ass, stilling my movement.He reigns in my concentration. Almost. It’s Leon’s way to see me sated first and foremost. On Saturdays. On S
“I’d like to burn it. Everything is perfect except for the shit inside. It’s not dream material, it’s a dollar-store disaster. You deserve so much better.”One of Leon’s lingering issues from his childhood is money. Or rather lack of it. It’s why I’ve cut corners on our budget. “I’ve made adjustments so that we keep the cost as low as possible—”“And not only make me look commitment phobic, but also a cheap ass?” He jabs a hand at the book. “Paper plates? Fake flowers? BYO chairs? Christ, Annas, I don’t want this for you.”Tears well in my eyes. Is he saying he doesn’t want me or that he doesn’t want a wedding I worked a year to design? I sigh.I only get a weekend with him. Not even that after he sends me off with my sisters to shop and have lunch, giving me a break after a long week without help. I don’t want to waste these few hours arguing, but he’s left me no other choice when it comes to following my dreams to have a festive wedding. While I’m not looking like I’m wearing a wate