11. Tysen
11
TYSEN
“I feel like I’m going to throw up,” Maci says to me. We’re waiting in a room at Luke’s office. It took a lot of persuasion once we landed to get her to come with me, and I think the only reason she did is because Samuel encouraged it. The fact she was once again in the bathroom as soon as our wheels hit the tarmac here in Florida might have helped the case as well. I wasn’t made aware how she did during our first leg of the journey heading back to New York, except for McCarthy making a backhanded statement about having a nice view with the new flight attendant. My fist almost met his jaw. It was Liam clearing his throat and changing the subject that made it so the fucking idiot didn’t have a broken jaw. I still need to talk to Maci and Samuel about the situation and figure out how things went and if I need to ban the fuckface from ever entering my jet again.
“Babe, think you’ve done that enough. But if you need to do it, I’ll grab the trash can.” She scrunches her nose in disgust, like me holding her hair while she loses everything again would deter me from still wanting her wrapped around my body.
“No thanks, I’m good. I still think this is a little over the top. I could have gone to a walk-in clinic or made an appointment with a general practitioner instead of an obstetrician-slash-gynecologist.” Her legs are swinging back and forth while she sits on the table. I’d made the call the minute I found her in the same position she was in earlier today. Luke answered on the second ring. I gave him a quick rundown on what has been happening, he told me to bring Maci in, and here we are.
A knock on the door interrupts what I was going to say, and the man in the white coat enters.
“Hi, I’m Luke. You must be Maci?” He extends his hand to shake. She gives him a finger wave and then meets his hand.
“Hi, I am, and I think your friend here is overreacting.” She throws a look my way. I shake my head and send her a wink. The one thing she did insist on before heading here was to take a shower and change out of her work clothes. I more than understood her sentiments about doing so. She had her carry-on packed with clothes, and since Samuel picked her up from her place, she didn’t have to worry about her car. Which she blew under her breath and said she stayed at her parents’ house and didn’t want to get into it yet but knew we’d have to discuss the nitty gritty soon.
I drove us to my condo, dumped her bag on the chair in my bedroom, showed her where everything was, and let her have at it. I grabbed a change of clothes and took a shower of my own in the spare bathroom, giving her the time she needed to clean up. The desire to join her was almost too much, and the look she shot my way made it even harder, but we were racing against the clock and Luke made time to squeeze her in between his patients and his rounds at the hospital. That didn’t mean my cock didn’t flex against my pants. Maci took notice, her eyes expressed her desire, and her full lips were wet from her tongue. There was no way I’d leave her without a kiss.
It took a turn, and we got hot and heavy. Her leg hiked over my hip, and I walked us, her feet retreating, and didn’t stop until her back met the wall. My hands went to her ass, her fingers dug deep into my scalp, and it almost made us late getting to Luke’s. Never mind the fact I had to take a cold shower to get my cock to settle the fuck down.
“Shit, I think she’s got your number already.” Luke moves my way, and I stand up to shake his hand. He pulls me into a hug, I pat his back, and he moves to where there’s a small desk set up in the corner.
“You call getting sick twice in one day, and it happens the day before yesterday as well normal, then maybe I’m in the wrong industry,” I say, not wanting this to be swept under the rug.
“Okay, Tys,” Maci says, her thumb sliding along the ring she wears on her index finger.
“Alright, give me the facts, and then we’ll go through everything.” Luke moves into doctor mode. His full attention is on Maci, observing her every move, and so the fuck am I. Her color is still too pale from the normal hue of peaches and cream, there’s a shadow beneath her eyes, and who else knows what else that’s going on internally.
“Well, where to begin? Umm, let’s see, I started my job three days ago.” Maci uses her fingers. “Yeah, three days ago. The first time I got sick, I’d been off the plane for a good twenty minutes, walked into the breakroom, and had to rush into the bathroom. Then I was fine. Yesterday, I had no problem. Today, it seems like it came back with a vengeance and is wreaking havoc on my body.”
“Okay, when did you get sick today? What was happening at each time?” Luke jots a couple of things down on his tablet while keeping eye contact.
“Both times, we were landing, well, on the descent, I mean.” She chews on her bottom lip when she’s finished.
“Must be Tysen’s flying.” Luke makes a smart-ass remark; I knew that was going to happen.
“Sure, we’ll go with that,” I reply. Maci lets out a quiet laugh while Luke chuckles and shakes his head.
“Alright, any chance you’re pregnant?” Luke drops a bomb on Maci’s lap, so to speak. She looks at me, then back to Luke, only to repeat the process. Her mouth opens and closes, then, for a moment, she tips her head up to the ceiling, mumbling something under her breath. Luke and I look at one another, and he quirks an eyebrow.
“No, I mean, the last time I had sex was six weeks ago.” Maci looks at me.
“Uh, about that. The condom broke. Didn’t see it till the next morning, which is part of the reason I’ve been trying to find you. I don’t know if it was when I was ripping it off before you…” Maci moves off the table faster than I’ve ever seen before, slaps a hand over my mouth, and won’t let me finish.
“I’ll have a nurse take you to the restroom and have a urinalysis done. We’ll see what the results are and go from there.” Luke makes quick work disappearing. My hand goes to Maci’s lower back, pulling her forward until she’s standing between my spread legs. Her hand is still covering my mouth, and I take the opportunity to nip at her skin.
“Ouch,” she says, her palm leaving my mouth.
“Are you okay?” I ask the million-dollar question.
“Yes, no, maybe. I mean, how did this happen? We were so careful, and I have so much shit swirling in my head.” The tips of my fingers cup the fleshy part of her ass. Her leggings give away the fact she’s not wearing fucking panties.
“We were also rough, and not a damn thing could get in our way. I’ve got not one single fucking regret, except that I woke up without you and your note disappeared.” We were both in a haze. Her cunt clutched me like a vice, and when she told me she wanted to try and get him hard with her mouth for another round, I was more than willing. Maci was more than up for the task. She landed on her knees, and my hands were in hair, guiding her as she engulfed my dick with her wet mouth. I didn’t last five minutes before I was lifting her up off the ground, her back met the wall, and my cock was sliding along her wet slit. There’s no telling when or how she got pregnant, and I’m not sure I care.
Maci is going to be tied to me in every way possible.
“I’m a mess. I didn’t even tell you why I was leaving Vegas.” Her hands hold on to my biceps, and I pull her into my lap to get her off her feet.
“Tell me now.” I wrap her up, much like I did in the jet today, and she settles in.
“It’s a lot, and I’m not proud of staying when I really wasn’t wanted. Here goes nothing,” she says on an exhale. There isn’t a dramatic bone in Maci’s body. What you see is what you get. Her personality doesn’t change because she’s around someone else. She’s true to her core and good down to her bones.
“Okay, well, I walked in on my now ex, Chad the chode, with his secretary. His pants were down, she was laid over his desk, completely naked. He never stopped the entire time we had it out, either. So cliché. I swear I felt for the woman beneath him. Chad could hardly ever get me off, barely knew where to find a clit.” I chuckle at the name and how he didn’t make her come. He must be a selfish bastard. Maci is hot, even hotter when she’s in the throes of ecstasy. “I’d been living with him, working for his father, and yes, I was that girl who chased after him. Then it all imploded on me the same week I lost my boyfriend, no big loss there, but I lost my job. That one stung, especially since dear old daddy blacklisted me with every other advertising firm in the country, or so it seemed at the time, and I also lost my place to live.”
Her gaze is on mine, waiting for me to say something, and I’m letting her have this time to get it off her chest.
“Well, I did what anyone else would do. I boxed all my shit up, shipped it back home, stayed to get my last check, and then came home. Where I now live with my parents, who think it’s fun to include me in all their old people activities. I’m lucky in the sense that I found Samuel with my new job. He’s been keeping me busy, and I’m not having to play bingo and drink at two in the afternoon on a random weekday. There, that’s my story, and before you ask, no, I wasn’t looking for you to heal my broken heart because it wasn’t broken to begin with. Chad the chode was comfortable until he wasn’t, and honestly, you gave me more pleasure in one night than I’d ever experienced before.” She huffs out another breath. “That’s my drama. Now I’m not sure what I’m going to do or how things are going to go. I mean, we barely know one another, and the sex plus the attraction we have is off the charts amazing, but what if nothing else is compatible?” I lick my lips before responding. Maci’s eyes lock on them, and her cheeks heat with desire.
“We all have a past. It doesn’t define you. You also didn’t sit and stew. You got away, re-started your life, and in doing so, we met. The sex is shit fucking hot. Think you know that with the way my dick stays permanently hard around you. The rest we’ll figure out as we go. Hate to say it, depending on what Luke says, you might have to find a different job.” I’m hoping she doesn’t. I’d rather have her on my plane right alongside Samuel with the knowledge of her being right there with me.
“Don’t put the cart before the horse. If I can’t fly, I’ll find another job. I’m sure the local dollar store is hiring.” I toss my head back and laugh. It’s deep and throaty, and the only reason I stop is when Maci’s fingers slide down the front of my throat.
“We’re doing this. Which means we’ll work the kinks out along the way. Today, we find out the news. Pretty sure we both know what the answer will be. Then we head back to my place, I feed you dinner, we get some rest, and tomorrow, we’ll figure out the rest, yeah?” My mouth brushes hers, awaiting her answer.
“Yeah.” It doesn’t take long, and I use her reply to gain entrance with my tongue. Just as I’m about to take this a step further, there’s a knock on the door.
“Hi, I’m here to take Ms. Vesper to do a urinalysis, then Doctor Camden will be back in,” one of Luke’s nurses says with a chart in her hand.
“I guess I’ll be back,” Maci says to me.
“I’ll be right here, babe.” She climbs off my lap. I stand, and my hand goes to her lower back as she walks to the door. I only drop it when she follows the nurse out into the hall. I pull out my phone and pull up a contact. I’ve got plans to make, and the sooner they happen, the better.
Me: Hey, I’ve got someone I want you to meet. Are you free tomorrow?
I don’t have to wait more than thirty seconds before I receive a response.
Mom: Hi, honey, we’ll be free for you. Does this someone have anything to do with you being more surly than normal?
Me: I’ll text you before we head over. Try not to cook enough for an army. And yeah, she’s the reason, and it’s no one’s fault but life getting in the way. I’ll tell you all about it tomorrow.
Mom: I’ll cook as much as I want, and you won’t complain. Love you.
Me: Love you.
My mom will get on the phone next, call my dad, then call my brother, and who knows who else. Now that I think of it, we may want to hit Maci’s parents up first before they find out from some random person who knows someone who knows someone. Fuck me, I’ll have to talk to Maci, and fast.