Chapter Forty-Three
Emily
I turned on the TV and glanced over at Jackson while he finished cleaning up from dinner. I looked at how sexy his arms were with his sleeves rolled up as he washed the dishes and put them away. The way his ass looked in his pants that were tailored to him perfectly, and the way he told me he loved me even though I didn’t want to hear it.
I was flipping through channels as Jackson sat on the loveseat and opened his laptop. Even though I had this love/hate thing for him, I was happy he forced his way back into my life. I turned the TV off and stared at him as he typed away on his laptop, trying to find the words that I needed to say.
“I was going to tell you about the baby when I came back. And I was also going to relieve you of your parental responsibilities and raise the baby on my own.”
He stopped typing and looked up at me.
“Why would you do that?”
“Because you had no room in your life for me, let alone a baby, and I didn’t want to further complicate things for you.”
His eyes burned into mine for a moment before he shut his laptop, walked over, and sat beside me.
“I always had room in my life for you, Emily. I was just scared because I was afraid of losing you down the road if things didn’t work out. So, I thought it would be easier to cut ties right then and there before we became more than what we already were.”
He ran the back of his hand down my cheek. “The day of the accident, I had decided that I couldn’t do it anymore. I couldn’t go on without you in my life. I felt empty and lost. I felt as though I didn’t have a reason to get out of bed anymore and I was going to come see you the next day to apologize and beg for another chance.”
I gulped as tears filled my eyes. “I lost our baby because of me. If I had stayed put and not rented that car and got on that highway, our baby would still be inside me, and that is something I will live with for the rest of my life.”
“Emily,” he whispered as he wrapped his arms around me. “It’s not your fault, sweetheart, and I will not allow you to blame yourself.” He kissed my head and held me close.
“I don’t want to love you, but I can’t help it.” The tears fell down my face. “Everything I did, said, and saw always came back to you.”
“The same for me too. I even told my secretary she couldn’t wear her Joe Malone perfume to the office anymore.”
I couldn’t help but laugh as I broke our embrace and saw the bright smile on his face.
“I’m so sorry for everything,” he spoke. “And I promise you that I will spend eternity making it up to you. I’m begging for your forgiveness, Emily.”
“You hurt me, Jackson. You hurt me so badly, and even through it all, I never once stopped loving you. As much as I wanted to, you’re impossible not to love.”
He placed his thumb on my chin. “So, what do you say? Shall we give this relationship thing a try? No contract this time?”
“And if I said no?” I smiled.
“Then I’ll ask you again tomorrow, the next day, and the day after that. I’ll keep asking until you say yes, because you’re worth the fight, baby.”
“Well, in that case, if you’re just going to be persistent about it, I guess I’ll just say yes now.”
“Thank you.” He smiled as he brushed his lips against mine. “Oh, and by the way, I do have some rules if we’re going to do this.”
“And what rules do you have?” I narrowed my eyes at him.
“Rule number 1: We see each other every single day, no matter what. In fact, the option to move in together will always be on the table.
“Rule number 2: There will be plenty of romance. So, expect flowers, jewelry, fancy dinners, and a few unexpected things from me.
“Rule number 3: I expect you to blow up my phone every day with text messages and phone calls. Even if it’s to say that you love me.
“Rule number 4: Definitely falling in love.
“Rule number 5: The titles of girlfriend and boyfriend will be told to everyone.
“Is there anything you would like to negotiate, Miss Wade?”
A smile crossed my lips. “No. They all sound absolutely perfect to me.” I pressed my forehead against his.
“Good. Then it’s official. I’m in. How about you?”
“I’m in too.”
His lips softly pressed against mine as he laid me back, and our kiss turned passionate while his hard cock pressed into my belly. After a few moments, he stopped and looked at me.
“Do you want to?”
“Yes. Very much.” I smiled.
“Can we, though?”
“I’m not sure.” I bit down on my bottom lip.
“Hold on a second.” He held up his finger as he stood up and pulled out his phone.
Jackson
“Jules, is it safe to have sex?”
“What? With whom? You better be talking about Emily!”
“Of course, I am!”
“Then it’s fine. But just don’t be rough and take it slow, Jackson. I mean slow!”
“I will. Thanks. I’ll talk to you later.”
I placed my phone on the coffee table and unbuttoned my shirt.
“The doctor said it’s fine as long as we go slow.” I carefully picked her up and carried her to the bedroom.
“Do you have condoms? I haven’t taken my pills since the accident. I’m going to have to start over.”
“I don’t care. If it happens, it happens. I’m not worried about it.”
I hovered over her, the sheet covering us as I slowly eased inside her. I was nervous because her body was still bruised from the accident. Her fingers dug into my ass, pushing me further in until I was buried deep inside her. I kissed her lips with passion but softened them all over her body. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt her.
“I love you, Emily.”
“I love you too,” she whispered.