31. Liam
CHAPTER 31
liam
The vibration of my phone pulls me from looking over my communication with a farmer in Walla Walla on the anticipated wheat crops for the season. Pulling it out, my sweet sister’s face lights up the screen.
“Hey, baby sis. You on lunch break from the snot-nosed monsters?”
“Hey, so we gotta little, teensy problem here at the school.”
I stand up quickly, pulling my keys from my pocket, ready to head there if she needs me.
“What is it?”
“No need to go all Hulk smash, but Levi is here trying to excuse Charlotte from school. Hannah didn’t answer her phone when I tried her.”
“Say that again?” My body is already moving, jogging out of the building and heading to my truck.
“I was in the office making copies and I overheard him getting a little heated with Ms. Newbury. He’s not on the emergency contact list, so technically they won’t let her go with him, but it’s Aspen Ridge, Li, everyone knows he’s her dad. ”
“That asshole is not her fucking father, Kinsey. Where is Charlie?”
“She’s in my classroom, I’m standing outside the door. I went and grabbed her just in case. He hasn’t seen her in so long, Li, I wasn’t about to just let her go, she doesn’t know who he is.”
“You’re so smart, Kins. I can’t thank you enough. Don’t let my girl out of your sight, okay? I’m on my way.”
Peeling my truck out of the distillery parking lot, I wait the few seconds for my phone to connect to Bluetooth before I call Hannah. I’m at least ten minutes away, nervous energy flowing through me. What the fuck is he thinking showing up here unannounced? He hasn’t made any attempt to see her or even fucking call her. The bare goddamn minimum. Hannah picks up on the third attempt.
“Hey, is everything okay?”
“Hey, baby, stay calm for me because everything is fine. But Levi is at the elementary school trying to pick up Charlie. Kinsey has her, she’s safe. I’m on my way there.”
“What? That motherfucker! I’ll meet you there.”
I hear the rustling of Hannah moving throughout the store, probably making sure her ovens are off and everyone leaves so she can lock up the doors, and then the line goes dead. Fuck, I hate that this is her life.
Hannah is pulling in at the same time I am, her little Jeep whipping into the parking lot behind me. I’m already out of my truck and moving in her direction before she gets hers in park. Pulling open her door, I grab her hand and haul her out, the two of us jogging together to the front of the school from the side parking lot.
My eyes are on him just as he’s seeing me, the asshole stiffening and ready to run his vile mouth.
“Hey, asshole. What are you doing here? Heard you’ve been fucking my sloppy seconds. Still pissed I got to her first? ”
I see fucking red. I move in his direction, but Hannah gets to him first. It catches him off guard because he expected me to lunge for him and not her. Her arm pulls back and flies hard right into his fucking nose. She doesn’t stop there, grabbing his shoulders and driving her knee right between his legs so hard that I can’t help but wince.
“You stupid fucking bitch!” Levi cries out. Hannah moves for him again but I grab her around the waist, lift her off the ground, and haul her back. This time I’m the one to get in his face, leaning over him from where he’s dropped to his knees on the gravel with his hands cupping his shriveled balls. I grab his shirt and force him to look up at me.
“Speak to my wife like that again and I’ll fucking end you,” I grind the words out, my tone menacing, pinning him with a look that dares him to fucking try me.
“Your wife?” he sputters the words, and if I wasn’t so fucking pissed right now, I’d laugh in his face.
“You heard me. Mine. Your days of fucking with her are over. Now you get to deal with me.”
“Fuck you both. Hannah, you’re fucking done for. This is assault!” Like the pathetic piece of shit that he has always been, Levi jogs over to his car, pulls out his phone, and connects a call. Ignoring him, I turn back to Hannah where she stands, fuming. Moving slowly in front of her, I reach down and gently lift her right hand, checking her knuckles and fingers for any damage before bringing them up to my mouth, where I drop a tender kiss on them.
“Are you alright, beauty?”
“I’ve been wanting to do that for so long. But fuck if that didn’t hurt. How do you do that so regularly?”
I chuckle at her through my simmering rage. “Practice, and we never bare knuckle it like you just did. I knew my wife was a badass, but you just blew me away. I’ll see if they have some ice inside. Do you want to take Charlotte home?”
“No, she’s safe. I don’t want to cause an interruption to her day. She isn’t any the wiser of what happened, and it will only alarm her if I rush in there to bring her home. But I owe Kinsey a drink. God, Liam, what if they had let her go? What if he had taken her? Can he even do that?”
Cue Hannah spiraling as her adrenaline starts to come down.
“He didn’t though. We’re going to figure this out.”
Just as Hannah opens her mouth to no doubt fight me on it, we hear the siren. My head whips back around to find Levi sitting smugly on the hood of his car, a wad of tissues held to his nose to stop the bleeding. I stomp over in his direction, watching him flinch back but trying to hold his ground and not cower.
“Bitch rebroke my nose! She’s not going to get away with that!”
“You want some fucking broken ribs to match? Get the fuck out of here, Levi. You want to start being in Charlotte’s life? You show up every fucking day. Not when it’s just convenient for you to show face for your new woman. Charlie is the only priority. That’s it. HER! You haven’t been able to do that for four fucking years. So, if you’re not going to find a way to treat her mom with the respect she deserves and be a positive, active role model in Charlotte’s life, then get back in your fucking car and drive back to your shithole in Seattle. There’s no fucking in and out when you feel like it,” I yell the words into his face, my body heated and ready to drop this asshole six feet under. Over my dead body will he set Charlie up for a lifetime of fucking disappointment because he never wanted to grow up.
The police car pulls into the parking lot as Levi scrambles to get away from me. I laugh as Owen steps out of the car and gives me a nod. This should be interesting.
“Levi, what the hell did you get yourself into?”
“Hannah assaulted me. She broke my fucking nose and kneed me in the balls like a crazy bitch.”
I’m on him before anyone can react, wrenching him backward by his shirt, pulling my arm back, and letting it go with every bit of power I reserve for the ring with my brothers. It lands hard into his abdomen, and before his knees hit the ground again, I’ve pulled my second, landing it right to his cheek, shoving him hard and letting him fall to the ground.
“Well, fucking shit, Liam, now I’ve gotta arrest both of you. Get your ass in the back of the car. Where’s Bonnie, Clyde?”
I put my hands up in the air, showing that I’m done.
“You make sure he doesn’t go anywhere near that school, Owen. Promise me. He came here to get Charlie without talking to Hannah first. He’s a damn stranger to her at this point.” Owen nods and walks over to the shitbag moaning on the ground. “Han! C’mon, baby, we’re getting a ride in the back of a cruiser and there’s something I’ve always wanted to try in one of these!” I yell over to Hannah. Before getting into the waiting police cruiser, I lean down into Levi’s space where he’s moaning like a little bitch.
“I mean it, Levi. You try to fuck with either of those girls ever again, I’ll fucking end you,” I promise.
Hannah walks over and throws her hands in the air, stomping the rest of the way over to Owen, who’s holding the back door open to his cruiser.
“For fuck’s sake, Owen, are you for real? He deserved it!”
“I don’t doubt that, but the law is the law, you can’t go around assaulting people. Get in. And don’t you dare try whatever you’re planning back there, fucker, or I’ll make you pay the cleaning fee,” he says in my direction .
“It’ll be well worth the fee, plus, payback for getting a BJ from Savannah Matthews while I was driving senior year.”
“Jesus, don’t remind me. Girl was a stage ten clinger after I let her do that. Get in the damn car, let’s get this over with. Levi, get the hell up, you look pathetic man. Get your shit together and get the fuck out of here. You want to see your kid? This isn’t how you do it. You show up without a plan and notifying Hannah first, you’ll be the one in the back of my cruiser, make fuckin’ sense? Do shit the right way.”
We watch as Levi scrambles into his car and throws it in reverse, peeling out of the parking lot. He had better stay the fuck away unless he gets a goddamn plan together first, or I’ll fucking ruin him.
Hannah climbs into the back of the cruiser and I follow behind her, Owen slamming the door shut and walking to the front of the car. I’m on her in an instant, grabbing her face between my hands and slamming my mouth onto hers. She meets me in the middle, grabbing my shirt and hauling me closer as Owen climbs into the front seat and starts to drive us away.
“Fuck, I’m so proud of you,” I breathe through wet, sloppy kisses. “That was so hot. He’s not going to fuck with you anymore.”
One of my hands moves to her waist, yanking her so that she’s forced to straddle my lap, her pussy meeting the length of my already-hard cock, pressing herself down to grind against it.
I kiss the shit out of her, our tongues clashing in the middle, nipping and sucking at her bottom lip, pulling her as close as I can with our clothes on. Fuck, I want her so bad. I briefly wonder how pissed Owen would be if I fucked her right in the back of his police car, but then toss the idea because like hell will I let anyone see Hannah like that .
“Hey! Hey! Bonnie and Clyde!” Owen yells, smacking the window that separates the front and back seats. “Cut the shit!”
Hannah and I break apart, her forehead falling to my own as we simultaneously break out in laughter.
“Yeah, real fucking funny. Who we calling to bail your asses out? Hannah’s parents were pissed the last time she got arrested. Pick someone else this time, will ya?”
“Mother above, give me strength. Owen!” Hannah snaps, slipping off my lap. “It was a bullshit arrest, and you know it! Am I ever going to live that down? It was a street sign, it’s not like I was out corrupting America’s youth!”
“Laws the law, Han.”
“Kiss my ass, Owen, no more free coffee for you. You pay double now.”
Owen laughs as Hannah turns to face me, igniting me all over again. I grab her face between my hands, unable to stop myself, and haul her lips back to mine, claiming them in a bruising kiss. I can feel how wet her pussy is through her clothes, and I know it wouldn’t take much to make her come. The adrenaline still coursing through me, I grab her hips, urging her to dry hump me as she moans into my mouth, hands knocking off my hat and threading through my hair.
“Jesus fucking hell on Earth. I’m gonna kill you for real this time, Li. For fuck’s sake.”
“Owen, will you shut the fuck up so I can make my wife come?”
“For fuck’s sake. Liam, I’m gonna beat your ass.”
The cruiser slows quickly as Owen breaks, the tires crunching on gravel as he pulls off to the side of the road. His door slams a moment later. I don’t waste any more time, unbuckling Hannah’s pants and dipping my hand into them, easily sliding through her slick center .
“Baby. So wet for me. Now let me make you come in the back of a police car, my little criminal.”
It doesn’t take long before Hannah’s coming for me, so fucking pretty as she goes over the edge, her little pussy gushing just enough for me to have something to lick off my fingers. She lays her head down on my chest, getting her breathing under control while I bang on my window to let Owen know he’s good to come back. I know he’s not going to let me live this one down, but it was worth it.
“So, husband? Who are we calling to bail our asses out of jail?”
An hour later, Hannah and I are sitting together against a cement wall, her legs pulled up to her chest as she casually sips on a water bottle that was so kindly given to her at booking.
“You really had to put them in the holding cell?” Reid’s voice rings out through the room, and I laugh under my breath. This is about to get interesting. His heavy footsteps echo through the large, barren, cement jail.
“Had to get a few photos to really mark the occasion, which pissed Hannah off, so I decided to leave ’em there,” Owen tells him, the dick. “Not to mention, they did lord knows what in the back of my fucking cruiser. I’m gonna have to get it detailed. Should charge them with indecent exposure.”
“Our pants stayed on you big fuckin’ baby,” I add, raising my voice so that they can hear me.
“Look at you, sitting behind bars. Never thought you’d be the one to get arrested,” Reid says as he comes into view.
“Agreed.. Definitely thought that’d be Sawyer or Dallas. ”
“And, Hannah,” he tsks, shaking his head in mock disappointment. “A respected member of our community, her second offense I hear,” he playfully chastises.
“Wow, Reid Knight, I didn’t know you had a joking side. Good to know, Drogo. Now, kindly get Owen to let us out.”
“I don’t know, you two seem pretty lawless. Maybe we should leave you overnight.”
“I swear I will poison your food and drink if you two don’t let me out of here right now,” Hannah scolds, her face twisted into a scowl.
“You really shouldn’t be threatening a police officer, Han,” Reid continues to taunt.
“Yeah? And you guys really shouldn’t be playing with the girl who handles your precious coffee and sweet treats. I’ve got shit to do, let me out.”
Owen shrugs and opens the door for us to leave, and I take Hannah’s hand in mine and follow Reid outside.
“Heard you got a good punch in, Hannah. Proud of you. Don’t know Levi well, but he’s a worthless piece of shit for what he’s done to you and Charlie.”
“Thanks. He can go to hell. I’m so done with that asshole.”
Reid drops us off in front of Bean Haven where she unlocks the front door. The lights are all turned off, and I flick the lock behind us as Hannah walks through the main area and into the back kitchen. She fiddles with some items, trying to keep herself busy. I’m sure her brain is going a mile a minute right now with a colorful assortment of what-ifs.
“Baby.”
She continues to flit around the kitchen, reaching for a mixing bowl and pulling ingredients out. Her pretty face would appear stoney and focused to an onlooker, but I know her better than anyone else. She’s working on autopilot, but her thoughts are somewhere else, spiraling into different scenarios and outcomes.
“Baby. Talk to me.”
After a fleeting moment, she meets my eyes from across the kitchen, her pretty brown irises wild and stormy. Fuck, I wish I could fix this for her. I can’t face the terror that would come if Charlotte had been taken from school by Levi. Not that I think he would ever hurt her, but she’s a barely four-year-old little girl, and being taken away by someone who has only seen her a handful of times would be terrifying, and Hannah would feel it on a completely different level.
Her face sinks slightly as she speaks and my heart pounds in my chest, a heady mix of anger over the situation and sympathy.
“What if he had taken her, bear? What if he took her and refused to give her back? If he was just a part of her life, this would be a different story, but he’s a goddamn stranger to her! I tried so hard for so long! She was never on his radar, never a priority. What kind of parent misses their child’s birthday party? Today had nothing to do with seeing Charlotte and everything to do with me.”
I let her vent her frustrations but my mood simmers as she does. Levi isn’t going to do shit. Right now, he’s running with his tiny tail between his legs back to Seattle. I’m sure it won’t be long before his current fuckbuddy realizes what a piece of shit he is, and Hannah and Charlie’s situation will rinse and repeat. He came all the way down here to piss Hannah off because he said he was going to. Think it’s a fair assumption he won’t repeat that mistake.
I let her calm down before talking some sense into her, knowing that she won’t see reason until she’s ready to.
“I really hate him. But damn it felt so good to punch his stupid, smug face.”
I laugh. “Right?”
“Sooo fucking good.”
“I know it scared you, but he isn’t coming back. And if he does, we’ll get a lawyer and do things the right way. Today was just Levi flexing, and I think he learned real quick we’re not fucking around. I’m not going to let him hurt my girls. We’ll go down to the school and make sure they’re aware of the situation and just wait it out for now. Trust me. He’s not coming back.”
Her shoulders finally relax as she nods and vocalizes her agreement with me. Feeling confident everything is going to be okay, I want to do what I can to help her decompress—in a way that only I can.
Coming up behind her, my hands find their home at her trim waist, gently pulling her ass flush against the top of my thighs, my rapidly hardening dick pressing against her lower back. Brushing her hair to the side off one shoulder, I lean my head into her neck, taking a deep inhale of her sweet, vanilla scent, filling my lungs with her. Hannah’s hands stay firmly rooted in front of her, bracing on the counter as she arches her back and presses her ass into me.
I run my hand slowly from the base of her spine up to the center of her shoulder blades, guiding her to lay flat on the counter.
“Tell me what you want,” I ask as I slowly work her pants down over her ass and thighs. My hands glide up her soft skin, lifting the perky cheeks of her ass and gripping them tightly in my hands.
“Mmm. Fuck me, Liam. I want you inside me.”
“Anything for you, beauty.”
Dropping to my haunches, I grab onto her ass and spread her wide, sinking my face right between her legs. My tongue laps at her slit, finding her already primed and ready for me. Using two fingers, I rim her tight little pussy before sliding them in, the lewd sounds from her arousal and the intrusion filling the quiet space of the kitchen making my cock leak with precum. She’s so goddamn sexy. Removing my fingers, I slide up to her little ass, loving that she’s let me play here, wondering if I’ll ever be able to fuck that tight hole. She moans and pushes back against me, and it’s my breaking point.
I unbutton my jeans quickly, pushing them down just enough to free my aching cock. I give it a few firm strokes, base to tip, before sliding the latex over it and lining up with her pussy. I sink in slow, watching my dick disappear into her tight body. Pleasure scatters through me, intense desire and feral need overtaking me.
“Damn, Hannah, you’re drenching me, baby.”
“You feel so good. Always so, so good.”
“That’s right. My pretty wife looks so good bent over, taking my cock. Fuck, Hannah, do you have any idea what you do to me?”
I look at the wedding band she has on her finger and lean over her, threading my fingers over the top of hers and clasping her hand as I rut into her over and over again, the tight walls of her pussy gripping me, spasming around my dick, making my balls draw up.
Pushing up her shirt, I drop kisses up and down her spine, taking one last long thrust into her pussy and staying deep, grinding my pelvis into her ass, hitting a new place deep inside her.
“Oh, aah! Yes!” Her moans fuel me, moving my hand around to her front, sliding through her pussy lips and finding her swollen little clit. “Oh, yes, please, Liam. Make me come!”
She shatters the moment I pinch her clit between two fingers, her pussy clamping down on my cock like a goddamn torture device. My balls draw up, my impending orgasm coming from out of nowhere, her pussy milking the life out of my fucking cock. I pull my hips back and slam back into her repeatedly, the vulgar slap of our wet skin filling the room, Hannah’s body vibrating underneath me.
“That’s it, Hannah. Fuck, I love making my wife feel good.”
“Come for me, Liam, I want to feel you.”
“Yeah, baby. Fuck, yes, Hannah!”
I erupt into her, my hips stuttering as I find my release, filling the condom with my cum, reveling in the feeling of coming inside her. I collapse on top of her back, doing my best to hold my weight up with my forearms so I don’t crush her.
“God, baby, you’re so perfect. I love getting to have this side of you. I love you so goddamn much, Hannah.”
“I love you, my husband.”