Chapter Thirty
Beck
After Kelsey leaves, I take Bella out for a walk along the beach, enjoying yet another day of not having to work and knowing my girl is safe. These past two weeks haven’t been the easiest; the fall-out from what happened with Jason, almost as bad as what came before.
Kelsey has been plagued with nightmares ever since it happened, and it fucking killed me that first week, being stuck in the hospital while she was at home without me. Luckily Finn stepped in and spent each night with her, making sure she felt safe, even if the fucker was now dead.
I can’t say I’ve been sleeping that well either, waking almost every hour just to check she’s really okay and still lying safely beside me. After we found out just how fucking nuts this Jason guy was, it really hit home to me that I could have so easily lost Kels in all this.
The docs at the hospital told me I might experience some post-traumatic stress after getting shot, but I hadn’t really believed them. Funny thing is, it’s not so much been about me getting shot, but more about not being around to protect Kels.
Which is what’s made my decision to quit the Boston PD and move back to Rockport that much easier. After everything that’s happened, I can’t imagine not being with Kels. I can’t imagine not falling asleep beside her and waking up next to her each day either.
I want to be around if and when she has another nightmare, to hold her and comfort her until she falls back to sleep again, safely wrapped in my arms. And I want her to know that I meant what I said about not leaving her again.
I love her; I love her so fucking much that no job in the world is worth the pain of being apart from her.
I know I still need to call my captain and explain it to him, and Ryan’s probably going to shit about me not coming back either, but I feel good about my decision. For the first time since I left this place, I know I’m doing the right thing.
Now, I just need to convince Kels and Pop about what happens next.
“Come on girl,” I shout to Bella, as we walk back to the house.
I put out a bowl of food and change her water before grabbing my keys and making the short walk into town.
Kelsey has been using my truck since her car got blown up.
I can’t drive anyway, so it doesn’t really bother me, although I’m probably going to have to get her a new one soon.
I walk into Pop’s pub just as the clock strikes noon, smiling as he looks up at me.
“Beer o’clock?” he says, already pouring me a pint.
I laugh. “Beer and lunch if I can,” I say, taking a seat at the bar. “And some of your time, too.”
Pop grins as he hands me my drink. “Kitchen’s open, what would you like?” he says, handing the limited menu to me. “And you can always have my time, Son,” he says, his voice softer. I glance up at my dad and see him watching me, a look of concern on his face. “You doing okay?” he asks.
I nod. “Yeah,” I say, taking a sip of my beer. “Getting there anyway.”
“How’s Kels doing,” he asks, wiping down the bar.
“She’s getting there too,” I say. “First sleep without a nightmare last night, so…” I trail off, knowing it’s going to be a while before either of us is sleeping comfortably. Last night was definitely a step forward, but I get the feeling we’ll be taking a couple of steps back sometimes too.
“Good,” Pop says. “Must be nice having you home from the hospital,” he adds on. “How’s the shoulder doing?”
I glance at my still bandaged shoulder. “It’s okay,” I say. “Still sore, but I’ve still got a couple more weeks of rehab. Doc said it was going to take a while, the bullet tore through the muscle pretty good.”
“Guess that means work is out of the question for now,” Pop says, stopping his cleaning and giving me a look.
I meet his stare, my hands wrapped around my cold beer. “That’s actually what I wanted to talk to you about,” I say, letting out a deep breath.
“Oh?” Pop says, crossing his arms in front of him.
“Yeah,” I say, taking another quick drink. “I’m staying in Rockport, Pop,” I blurt out. “I can’t leave her, not again,” I say. “It’s just not possible for me to walk away when I love her this much. I don’t want to and no job is ever gonna be worth being without her.”
Pop stares at me for what feels like forever.
I’m about to open my mouth and tell him that I’m positive this is the right move for me.
I’m sure he’s thinking I’m being rash, rushing into a decision when I haven’t really thought it through.
The truth is though, I’ve been thinking about this ever since I first came back into town.
Finally Pop smiles at me. “That, my boy,” he says, clapping me on my uninjured shoulder. “Is the smartest decision you’ve ever made.”
“Really?” I ask, surprised.
He nods. “Look, I get why you had to leave, Beck, we all did. All you ever wanted growing up was to be one of those cops you saw on TV. Working in this town, doing what Finn does, that was never going to work for you.” Pop stops and helps himself to a beer now before continuing.
“Which is not to say this job doesn’t come with it’s own responsibilities and problems, it does, trust me I know.
But I get why you had to go to Boston for yours.
My question now is, what next? You gonna try and get a transfer to the Rockport police? ”
I grin at Pop, knowing this could very easily go either way, what I’m about to say next. “Nah,” I say, laughing. “Pretty sure Finn and I would kill each other if I did that.”
Pop chuckles. “Yeah, undoubtedly,” he says. “So what are you going to do?”
I run a hand through my hair and meet my dad’s stare. “Well, I thought I might finally kick you into retirement,” I say grinning at him. “And run this place.”
A couple of hours later, I’m wandering over to the inn to meet up with Kelsey.
I’d texted her earlier to find out when she was finishing and to let her know that I was in town, talking to my dad, so I’d meet up with her before she came home.
She was curious about me meeting with Pop, especially as she’d said she was planning on bringing lunch home with her.
I’d been vague about why, promising to explain everything when I met her.
I smile as I think back over this afternoon’s events. Pop had burst out laughing when I’d told him my plans for the future. Slapping me on the shoulder again and saying, “I take it back, this is the smartest decision you’ve ever made.”
I’d raised my eyebrows in shock, expecting a bigger fight from him about this. “You’re okay with all this?” I asked him, gesturing around the pub. “I thought this place was your baby.”
“It is,” he’d said, laughing as he poured us both a shot of Jameson. “But I’ve been wanting to retire for years now. It’s been tough with Finn as chief and no one else to take over,” he’d said. “This place belongs in the family and I didn’t want to hand it over to just anyone.”
Pop’s words had been both a wake up call and a kick in the gut, as all the years I’d basically ignored my family came rushing back.
“Pop…” I’d said, standing.
“Beck,” he’d said, holding up a hand. “It’s okay. You’re here now and that’s what counts.”
I hadn’t said anything, instead walking around to the other side of the bar and pulling my dad into a tight hug. “Thank you, Pop,” I’d said. “Thank you.”
When he’d pulled back, he’d been smiling at me. “Right then, let’s get something to eat and start talking about what you’re gonna do with the place.”
After that, it had all been easy. Pop’s plans for renovations were, like Finn and Kelsey had said, amazing.
In addition to redoing the entire interior, he also wanted to create an outdoor beer garden and expand on the kitchen.
Get a chef in to offer something more than the basic snacks the current guy provided.
It was a smart move, especially given O’Loughlin’s was a favorite amongst both the locals and the tourists. With everything in place, I thought we could potentially do it all over the winter months and have it up and running by the time summer came around next year. I was looking forward to it.
Telling Ryan and my boss however, that was another story.
I knew the captain would potentially understand, but I’d yet to call him, wanting to square things away with Ryan first. He was still in town for a couple of days, so I thought I’d talk to Kels first and then see about telling my friend, and partner, that we’d no longer be working together anymore.
“Hey, baby,” I say as the front door of the inn flies open and Kelsey comes to greet me.
“Hey,” she says, wrapping her arms around my neck and planting a hard kiss on my mouth.
“Miss me,” I say, grinning at her.
“Mmmm,” she says. “I did.”
I pull her against me, grinding my hips against hers so she can see what she’s already doing to me. “I’ve got a surprise for you,” I whisper, my mouth at her ear.
Kelsey bursts out laughing. “I hate to say it, babe,” she says, her eyes sparkling. “But as much as I love your big, sexy cock, it isn’t exactly a surprise to me anymore.”
I burst out laughing, smacking her on the ass as I press my ever-hardening dick against her. “Oh I don’t know about that, babe,” I say, kissing her neck. “I’ve still got a few tricks up my sleeve.”
Kelsey laughs again until I silence her with my mouth on hers, kissing her long and deep, right in front of the inn.
I have no idea who’s watching us right now, and for the first time in forever, I don’t fucking care.
I could care less if this town gossips about us anymore, as long as everyone is clear that Kelsey is mine, and mine only, then all is good.
“So what’s this surprise then?” she eventually says, pulling away to get a look at the bag I’m carrying.
“You’ll find out,” I say, taking her hand in mine as I lead her down to the beach.
We walk in silence, the afternoon sun, shining down on us and warming our skin. It takes a few minutes to reach the spot, but as soon as we find it, Kelsey grins.
“I haven’t been here in ages,” she says, sitting down in our secluded little spot in the dunes.
“You better not have been here since it was with me,” I growl, my possessive side rearing its head.
Kels laughs and spreads out the blanket I’ve brought, lying back with her arms above her head. “No one since you, babe,” she says, smiling up at me.
“Good,” I tell her. “Because there isn’t going to be anyone else but me.”
Kelsey gives me a funny look before saying, “Did you remember everything about this spot?”
I grin as I pull a bottle of Jameson from the bag. “I did,” I say, dropping to my knees beside her. “Although the condoms aren’t gonna be needed.”
“Because you’re not going to fuck me out here,” Kels says, fluttering her eyelashes at me.
I slide a hand across her stomach, lifting her tank as my fingers seek out her breast. Kelsey lets out a deep moan as my fingers find her nipple, gently pinching it until it’s a hard peak under her bra.
“I can’t fuck you, remember,” I say, my voice low. “But you sure as hell can fuck me.”
Kelsey laughs again before grabbing my hand and shoving it down her shorts. My fingers immediately find her pussy, teasing her lips apart and discovering just how wet she is already.
“Fuck, baby,” I say, my jaw tight. “You are so fucking wet.”
“I know,” she whispers. “You wanna tell me about the rest of today or you want me to fuck you first?”
“Fuck,” I groan, pulling my fingers out and sucking them into my mouth and tasting her. I collapse on the blanket beside her, groaning again as Kelsey gets up and straddles my hips. “I think I need you to fuck me first.”
“Done,” she says, reaching for the bottle of Jameson. “But first…” I watch as she opens the bottle and takes a long pull on the whiskey before handing it to me. I sit up and do the same, relishing the warm liquid as it runs down my throat.
Just as I reach for her, Kelsey stands, shimming her way out of her shorts.
I take another swig from the bottle, cursing as she now runs her hand over my dick, before lowering my shorts.
As soon as my dick is free, she’s down on her knees, taking me in her mouth.
I collapse back on the blanket with a groan.
“Oh Jesus, baby,” I say, my eyes rolling back in my head. “You give the best fucking head, ever.”
Kelsey laughs with my cock still in her mouth, the vibrations moving down my shaft and getting me even harder. “Such a compliment,” she says, licking the head of my cock.
“And so fucking true,” I say, reaching for her.
Kelsey straddles my hips again, moving her panties to the side and positioning my cock at the entrance to her pussy. “Let’s see how good my fucking is, shall we?” she says as she slides ever so slowly over my cock.
“Ohhhh, fuck, Kels,” I moan. “I already know you’re perfect at that, too.”
Kelsey laughs as she starts to ride my cock, slow and steady, pulling her body off before sliding back over me.
Her pussy is so wet and so perfectly tight that I can already feel my balls tightening as tension starts to build low in my gut.
This morning’s fuck was amazing, but it wasn’t nearly enough to ease the two weeks we’ve gone without.
“You okay there, babe?” Kelsey asks as she starts to speed up her hips.
I open my eyes and lock onto her stare. Somewhere in the distance, I can hear voices, probably tourists as they enjoy Rockport beach, unaware that we are hidden in the dunes like this.
“Oh yeah,” I say, my left hand moving so I can rub at her already swollen clit. “Just don’t stop moving, babe,” I say.
Kelsey groans now, her head falling back as she speeds up some more, riding me hard and fast as the sun shines down on us. The voices are getting closer and I know that any second now, they could walk past and catch us. I thrust up with my hips, desperate to get us both there.
“Oh fuck, Beck,” Kelsey cries. “I’m going to come.” And then she does, her pussy tightening around my dick just as it explodes inside her.
“Come here,” I say quickly, my breathing hard as I pull her down to my chest and wrap the blanket around us. Ten seconds later, a couple rounds the corner, glancing at us before continuing their walk along the beach.
Kelsey bursts out laughing. “Shit, that was close,” she says.
I grin. “I know, right? A bit different doing this in broad daylight. Didn’t we used to sneak up here at night when we were kids?”
“We did,” she says, kissing me softly on the lips. “But daylight is fun, too.”
“Mmmm,” I say, as I pull her in for another deep kiss.
Eventually we get dressed again, Kelsey now sitting between my legs as both of us stare out at the ocean. “So what else did you have to tell me?” she says, sliding her hands along my thighs.
I smile, wrapping my good arm around her shoulder as I press a kiss to her neck. “I’m staying in Rockport, baby,” I whisper, kissing her again. “I’m quitting the force and taking over the pub.”