Chapter 34
34
Bishop
Thanksgiving came and went, and Friends-giving was celebrated without me. I told Anais that it really didn’t matter. I understood where they were coming from. She and I showing up would have made everyone uncomfortable, and I didn’t want that.
But it was all an act. I was devastated. My friends, my family , had drawn the line in the sand. I was on the outs and Phoenix was in, taking my place like I never existed. For the first time since retiring, I cried. I closed myself off in the shower alone, and cried until my chest felt like it was going to cave in.
I dunked my face in a sink full of cold water before walking out to see Anais. I didn’t want her to see how affected I was by this. So I put on a smile, sat with my parents and Anais for dinner, as well as her mom and grandmother. The next day, everyone gathered at Cami and Vaughan’s, including Anais’ family, and enjoyed laughs amongst friends.
Everyone but us.
Anais and I stayed in, watched movies and ate dessert until we felt like we were going to burst.
Vaughan texted me to please not pa y any mind to what Cami had said and to just go up there.
Vaughan: Please man. This isn’t the same without you. I miss my best friend and no one can take your place. Cami was just trying to appease Vivian. You know how worked up Red can get.
Me: I don’t think that’s a good idea. Anais doesn’t want to see Nix and I won’t put her in an uncomfortable position, or leave her alone.
He tried a few more times to convince me to go, but I wasn’t budging. When I told Anais that I couldn’t hate Nix I meant it. But the anger I have towards him is very real. Vaughan is the only one I spoke to about that and he agreed that what Nix did is not something he could easily forget or forgive, but he begged me to be the bigger person and be in the place where I belonged. With our friends.
I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. The girls will always stick together, no matter how close we’ve always been, and betraying Vivian –or at least what they see as betrayal– would never cross their minds.
Anais and I have kept busy. Her with upcoming finals, and me preparing for baseball season. We’ll soon be so busy that we won’t even be thinking of Nix or any of the heartbreak he has caused us.
Christmas is drawing closer and Anais is fighting me on going home to be with her family. She’s terrified of leaving me alone, but I have mom and dad and I’ll be just fine for a week or two. But that isn’t the only thing holding her back.
Her mom informed her that Phoenix and Vivian will be visiting for Christmas this year. Last year they stayed with Vivian’s family and decided they needed to split the years, hoping the following year that everyone would join them here.
Vaughan reminded me that them being gone meant I can spend Christmas Eve with the crew, but that no longer has any appeal. Vaughan calls me everyday, but the calls and texts from Cami have slowed and communication from CeCe and Vivian is pretty much non-existent.
I dwell over all of this as I sit at my desk in my office, staring at papers that have laid in front of me for over an hour. I can’t tell you what they say because despite reading it over and over, nothing is sticking.
A soft knock sounds on my door and it slowly opens. A riot of curls pops in and is followed by the most beautiful smiling face my eyes have ever seen.
“Hey big guy. Can I come in?” Her voice is soft.
“Baby girl, did you really just ask that? Get your ass over here.” I pat my lap and she comes skipping in and practically jumps into my arms. “What has you so happy? Besides me, of course.”
Her eyes make a slight roll but the big grin remains. “Well you, mainly but also, I took my last final. I’m free!” She holds her arms high in victory.
“Congratulations. I know these last few weeks were tough, and I’m so proud that you pushed through.” I kiss her pink lips and immediately feel like I could ravage her.
With my mouth devouring her neck, she throws her head back and asks, “Does that mean I can stay with you again?”
While she was studying and preparing for finals, I banned her from sleepovers. I knew that a sleepover meant more than just that. It’s impossible to keep my hands off of her, and having her warm body laying next to me all night would lead to us being up all night.
“Yes, baby girl. Until you leave for Louisiana, you stay with me.”
She pulls back from me and rests her hands on my shoulders. “Are you sure you won’t come with me? I could really use the backup.”
“No. I just can’t. I want to be there for you, but this shit with Nix and Viv is at a not turning back point. They’ve all made their decision and I won’t impede on that.”
Her jaw hardens and her breaths grow heavy. “I hate that man. You’ve been a part of that group since you were a kid. And yet he shows up, does what he does, and just because he’s about to marr y Vivian he gets a free pass? Unbelievable. I want to scream at them. I don’t think they fully understand what they’re missing. Maybe,” she pauses, chewing on her lips and says, “maybe it would be best if I did move back to Louisiana. Then you’d have your friends back and all of this mess would be over.”
“Abso-fucking-lutely not. There is no way in hell that we are giving this up after fighting so hard for it. It’s not even an option, so put it out of your mind right now.” I cup her jaw in my hand and gently swipe my thumb over her lip. “Do you need a reminder of who we are and why we will always fight for us?” Her head moves slowly up and down. “Go lock the door Anais.”
She stands up and saunters over to the door, clicking the lock and turning to press her back up against it. The last time we were in this office together it didn’t end so well. I want to wipe that horrible moment from her mind and replace it with a memory that will only bring her excitement and longing.
I curl my finger and beckon her to me just as I stand and begin pulling my sweats down. She eyes me, already hard and aching to feel her, and licks her lips. My sweatshirt is tossed over my head and I stand there with my throbbing dick in my hand.
The sweatshirt that is cut wide and hangs off one of her shoulders is pulled down once she’s within arms length. I tug her to me and hear the fabric strain, but I’m too busy sucking her honeyed nipple into my mouth.
Her hand reaches out and covers mine as it strokes my cock. I growl around her breast and clamp onto her sensitive nipple with my teeth. She gasps for air and I twist her around and press my hand on her back, her chest connecting with the desk.
I take her hands and move them to hold on the edge of it and dip my fingers into her sweats and tug them to her ankles. My hands smooth up the back of her legs to her perfect and plump ass. I rub circles over it, soothing her pebbled flesh before raising my hand and coming down with a hard smack.
“Ow,” she jumps .
“That’s for even suggesting we end this. Don’t do it again.” I stand behind her and line myself up.
Condoms blew right out the window the moment I felt her bare pussy around my dick. I trust her to not lie and stay vigilant on her birth control until she’s graduated. Then I’m going to put so many babies in this belly of hers that you’d think I was trying to build my own baseball team.
I gather the dampness that has built in her dripping pussy and use it to act as lube, spreading it around the mushroomed head. I breach her gently until the tip rests inside, then slam all the way in.
She mewls and I move faster and harder and deeper. “Are you ever going to bring that shit up again?” I grunt into her ear when I pull her head back by her thick mane.
“No. I promise.”
Another thrust, another whine. “Do you understand that you belong to me and I belong to you.”
“Yes. Yes I under-stand.”
“Good. Don’t forget it. Now kiss me, baby girl, until this pussy runs dry.” I turn her head and capture her mouth with mine.
Our lips move and my tongue invades her mouth just as my dick does to her sweet, tight cunt. I refuse to let her out of this lip lock and kiss her senseless, all while fucking her until it all becomes too much and she comes, screaming for me to never stop.
I release her from the hold I have and finish pumping as my orgasm hits me. I fill her with my cum and chills spread over my body thinking about when the day arrives that I can do this to make a walking, talking, breathing version of us.
“What are you-thinking of?” she asks, her chest heaving with exhaustion.
I gently pull out of her and kiss her neck up to her ear and whisper, “About you. Always about you.”
I take a tissue from the box that sits on the cabinet behind me, and wipe her clean before helping her right her pants.
“You were thinking about procreating, weren’t you?” She chuckles softly and stands as I tuck myself into my pants.
“Procreating? That sounds so cli nical. I was thinking about making a little you with a little bit of me.”
She pops up on her toes and throws her arms around my neck. “You kind of have a breeding kink, don’t you?”
“What the fuck does that mean?”
Laughing she explains, “A breeding kink is when the guy wants to knock up the girl and make tons of babies. It’s a pretty popular trope in the book world.”
I knit my eyebrows together and blink over and over, trying to put it all together because I felt like she just spoke in latin.
“Kink and trope? I have no idea what you’re talking about. The only words that made sense were make tons of babies. And yes, I want to do that. A bunch of little Anais and Bishop’s running around.” I give her a quick kiss on the lips and give her a little butt tap. “But that is years away. Now c’mon. Let’s go home. I’m not getting anything done.” We finish dressing and she twines her fingers with mine.
“Ok. Let’s go home.”