Chapter 27

Austin’s POV:

All I could feel was anger and pain, coursing through my body. I’ve never felt so much anguish and it was like the air was knocked out of my lungs on seeing her.

Claire.

I opened the door to our room, taking a swing from the bottle, hoping it would numb my feelings. I heard footsteps behind me and knew it was, Emma. Fuck, I didn’t want her to see me like this but at the same time, I needed her. I needed her like the air I breathed and just wanted to hug her so badly. I heard the door shut behind me and I threw the bottle against the wall, making her jerk. I just couldn’t control myself. I held my head as it hurt so badly and fell to the ground, wanting to scream out loud. I thought she would run away, seeing me in this state but she removed her heels and kneeled to my level, hugging me from behind.

“Shhhh....it’s gonna be okay,” she traced her hands, against my chest in a soothing manner as I breathed heavily. I held her soft hands and pulled her in front of me. I saw her looking at me with so much love and concern in her eyes, not a drop of fear evident. She wiped my tears away and hugged me so tightly. That was all I needed. I hugged her back, like my life depended on it, scared of losing the most precious thing in my life. Fuck, she deserved so much better than me. I was fucked up and she didn’t have to deal with my anger and pain but still here she was, with me. I cradled her on my lap, tightening my grip around her tiny waist.

“I’m so sorry that you had to see me like this,” I sobbed against her neck, while she remained silent. She must be so confused by my behavior but never spoke a word. We stayed like that, holding each other for a while. She loosened her grip around my neck as my breathing became normal and pulled back to look into my eyes.

“I love you so much, please don’t shut me out, Austin. I just want to be there for you. It’s okay if you don’t feel like talking about it but don’t tell me to leave you alone because that’s not gonna happen,” she choked out, as tears flowed down her cheeks. I pulled her in for a kiss, brushing my lips against her softly as I felt my heart explode. She kissed me back, running her hands through my hair. God, why was this feeling so much better than sex? This intimacy. I wanted more of it. I was greedy for her love and touch.

“That was my mom out there, Emma. Cl-- Claire, she is my mom,” I said, biting my lip to hold back my sob. I saw her eyes go wide in shock as she tried to process the new piece of information.

“Fuck,” she muttered under her breath, tracing my cheeks with her fingers.

“Why would she be here? After all these years...I mean.... could she even recognize me?” I tried to get my words out properly but it was difficult. She placed a finger on my lip and shook her head.

“I wish I could tell you that I get how you feel but I--I don’t, Austin. All I can say is that I’m here for you and I’ll never leave you...ever. We will get through this together,” she replied, looking into my eyes with so much determination and love.

God, She was so perfect.

“This is all so fucked up,” I murmured against her chest while she sighed heavily.

“I know and we will get through this. You don’t have to face her and I’ll make sure of it, if that’s what you want,” she spoke and I pulled myself back.

“I don’t know what I want, part of me wants to confront her, tell her that I’m her son but another part of me never wants to see her face again,” I said honestly, baring my soul to her. She nodded with a sad look on her face which made me feel horrible. I didn’t want her to feel my pain. I wanted to show her how much I loved her. Fuck, I couldn’t deny it anymore.

I loved her so fucking much.

I carried her to our bed, dropping her softly, while I removed my suit, followed by my shirt. I wanted to feel her so badly as she was the only thing that was making me feel sane right now.

“What are you doing?” she peered at me with a confused look on her beautiful face.

“I’m gonna make love to you,” I stated, my eyes never leaving hers. I hovered on top of her, kissing her softly as I removed her dress. I ran my hands through her soft and luscious skin as she moaned against my lips. I started kissing her slender neck, inhaling her beautiful vanilla scent which made me calm and also go crazy with need for her. I squeezed her perfectly, round boobs, loving the feel of her erect nipples between my fingers. She gripped my hair, wrapping her legs around my waist, trying to grind herself, against me.

“Stop moving,” I murmur as I trailed kisses down her chest and she squirmed beneath me. I removed her panties and threw it away while she looked down at me with anticipation in her eyes, “I need you so much,” I whispered, kissing her down there, before lapping at her pussy. I couldn’t control myself any longer and felt my cock straining against my slacks. I quickly removed it along with my boxers, wanting to be inside her and feel every inch of her.

“Austin..... please...now,” she whimpered in need as I spread her legs widely and inserted my cock inside her, groaning in pleasure. She felt so fucking good. There was nothing between us and it was so different from other times. We held each other’s gaze and I found myself, losing in those emerald eyes. I kept riding her slowly, resting my forehead against hers.

The room was filled with the sounds of our heavy breathing and I closed my eyes, feeling pure bliss. Fuck, I was sounding like a girl again but I couldn’t help it. This felt so intimate and so fucking right. I could feel her body shiver and I knew she was about to have her orgasm. I increased the pace and she cried out my name, coming all over my cock. I released myself, closely behind, and fell on top of her chest.

Neither of us said a word and I fell next to her, pulling her closer to me. I closed my eyes as I felt the buzz of the alcohol and exhaustion, taking over my body.

“Good night, sweetheart.” I murmured against her skin.

“Good night,” she whispered, rubbing my arms in a soothing manner.

“I love you,” I whispered after a while, thinking she was asleep and drifted into a deep slumber.

The next morning, I woke up with a mild headache and found the side of my bed empty. I sat up straight as the events of last night came rushing back to my mind. I groaned and fell back on the bed when the smell of fresh coffee, tickled my nostrils.

“Hey, how are you feeling?” I heard Emma’s soft voice as she sat down on the bed, wearing just my dress shirt that looked so fucking sexy on her.

“Uhhh....just a mild headache,” I smiled and tried to take the coffee from her hand.

“Go get your own, jerk,” she teased, trying to pull back the cup. I narrowed my eyes at her and snatched the cup from her hands, sipping on it. I noticed that it was 6 am and the wedding was at 5 o’clock. I decided to deal with my stuff later as this was a big day for Jake and Ashley and I should be there for them. I looked up from my cup to see her, looking at me curiously.

“What?”

“About this whole situation...umm..what are we gonna..I mean” she stumbled upon her words, making me smile. She looked so adorable.

“I’m fine, baby. This is a big day for our friends and we both are gonna be there for them. We will deal with my shit later. I hope I can decide whether I want to talk to her or not, by then.” I stated, looking outside the glass door to my left that overlooked the beach.

“I’m so proud of you,” she held my hands with a small smile on her face, “and thank you for last night,” she blushed, making me chuckle and I placed my coffee on the bedside table.

“I thought you liked it rough, sweetheart.” I teased her, pushing her down on the bed while she giggled. It was the most beautiful sound.

“I wasn’t talking about that,” she spoke through her laugh and I scrunched my eyebrows in confusion.

“Then?”

“For letting me in and allowing me to be there for you,” she said, looking into my eyes.

“I’m glad that I did because you are the only reason I’m smiling right now,” I breathed out, kissing her deeply. She pulled back and rolled over so that she was on top of me.

“So, you love me, is it?” she asked, with a playful look on her face, making my eyes go wide in shock.

“Wh--What?” I coughed out, swallowing hard.

Way to be cool.

“I heard you last night, idiot. I wasn’t asleep,” she laughed as she held both my hands, “Admit it,” she raised her eyebrows in a challenging manner.

Fuck, I was busted.

“I was drunk last night,” I shrugged casually, trying to deny it.

“So you don’t love me?”

“Nah, just using you for sex.” I tried to suppress my smile while she glared at me and started hitting me so hard that it hurt.

“Ow, Jesus, woman. You could go to prison for physical assault,” I muttered, trying to free my hand from her grip.

“You are such a jerk,” she was pissed off now and got up from my torso. I pulled me back on the bed while she had a frown on her face.

“Let me go,” she grumbled, not meeting my gaze.

“Are you mad?” I asked, smiling down at her.

“Nah, feeling fanfuckingtastic,” she replied, sarcasm, dripping in her tone. I laughed out loud and decided to put her out of her misery.

“You know when I met you for the first time, I was attracted to you in an instant. I never thought I would see you again, Emma but then months later, there you were, right in front of my eyes again. I thought I could get you out of my mind after sleeping with you but little did I know that I would be craving you more and more with every passing day,” I swallowed hard and saw her, gazing at me with wide eyes, anticipating what I was about to say next, “I’ve never chased after any woman, only you, sweetheart and for a long time, I tried to deny the way I feel about you but then I realized that I needed you so much and... I think I’ve been in love with you for a while now. So yeah, I love you, your smart mouth, and every single thing about you. I love you so fucking much,” I admitted, grinning widely while her eyes glistened with unshed tears.

“Wow,” She let out a shaky breath and wrapped her arms around my neck, smashing her lips to mine. I deepened the kiss, exploring every inch of her mouth and heard her moan against my lips.

“You are such a jerk,” she sniffled, pulling back and hit my arm so hard.

She was such a fesity little thing.

“I think my little declaration of love deserves some hot morning sex,” I winked, nuzzling her neck. She laughed, pulling the sheets over us. I smiled, feeling happy and content, forgetting about the world for a while.