17. Payton
CHAPTER 17
Payton
M y cell ringing rouses me from my sleep, Bianca groans from the opposite bed. I sigh as I flop over to my side and reach for my cell. I hide back my chuckle when Bee pulls the pillow over her head, "Hello," I grouch, wondering who the hell is calling so early.
"Morning, baby, Merry Christmas."
Butterflies swarm in my stomach, God, his gravelly voice washes over me. I can hear Sebastian, Mary, and Dahlia downstairs, and I wonder what time it is.
"Merry Christmas, Si." I whisper, not wanting to wake Bianca. I pull my cell from my face and glance at the time. It's almost eight. "You're awake early."
I hear him yawn, "Yeah, baby, I wanted to be the first person you spoke to this morning."
I close my eyes and let his words wash over me, God, he's amazing. "I miss you."
Bianca turns over and smiles at me, before climbing out of bed and leaving the room. She throws a wink over her shoulder. God, I love her, she's the best.
"Baby, you have no idea," he rumbles, and I feel his words throughout my body. "The next three months are going to be torture."
I groan, just thinking about the next three months without him is hell. "Tell me about it. We have to keep busy, otherwise we'll go crazy."
He chuckles, "Baby, I'm pretty sure that you're busier than me. After all, you're booked up solid. My girl's in demand." There's pride in his voice causing me to smile. "After Milan, you're mine." It's a promise, one that I intend to make him keep.
"Good, I'm renting a house, and we're locking ourselves in," I tell him, and just thinking about it makes my heart race.
He makes a noise that's a cross between a groan and a whimper. "Fuck, baby. I'm hard as stone."
I whimper. "Silas..." He can't say that to me. My nipples pebble beneath my silk camisole, and heat pools between my legs.
"Damn. Tell me, baby, how wet are you?" His tone is lower, more huskier than before with lust coating it.
"Soaked," I whisper as my hand slips underneath my shorts, "Si..." I need him.
"I've got you, baby." It's a tortured whisper. "Put one finger in your pussy," he instructs, and I instantly do it, pushing my head back against the pillow as I do. "That's it, I can hear you."
"Hold on," I tell him as I quickly slip out of bed and rush to lock my bedroom door. The last thing I need is someone walking in and catching us in the act. Thank God that Bee left, this would have been uncomfortable to say the least. Once I'm done, I slip out of my shorts and camisole, leaving me completely naked. "I want to see you." I whisper, as I tease my erected nipple.
I hear rustling, and I smile, he's getting naked. Good. I need to see all of him. That night in the alleyway wasn't nearly enough, and I didn't get a chance to see him.
My phone buzzes with the notification to switch to video, and I hit accept instantly. His face pops onto the screen, and I smile. This has already started out to be the best Christmas ever.
His eyes gaze over my body as his jerks. I bite my lip when I realize what he's doing. "Show me?" I ask as my hand moves down between my legs.
"We'll be doing this for the next three months, baby," he promises me. "You're fucking perfect. The fact that you want to watch, just proves it. Show me that pretty pussy, baby?" he asks, his hand moving fast as it slides up and down his cock, I can see the pre-cum glistening.
I bring my phone so that the camera is directed at my pussy. My finger slips into the wet heat, and I moan, throwing my head back, and pushing my breasts forward. I imagine that Silas is here with me, that it's his finger that is thrusting into me.
"Baby, you have no idea how fucking sexy you look right now. That pretty pink pussy is so wet. It's begging to be fucked."
Hearing his words spur me on, and I moan loudly. "Fuck, Pay," he growls, his tone sends tingles throughout my body. "Baby, touch your clit."
I know by the way he's breathing has deepened and the way his hand is moving faster he's close to the edge. My finger moves out of my pussy and toward the hard nub, my body shivers when I touch it.
"That's it, baby, how close are you?" he asks, his movements wild.
"So close." I gasp as my orgasm starts to build.
"Good, fuck, come baby," he demands. When I press against my clit, I detonate, I bite my lip to stop the moan from escaping. "Payton," he growls, and I manage to get myself together in time to watch as he pumps himself one last time before cum spurts from his cock and lands on his stomach and hand.
"Best Christmas ever," I say, and he laughs as he cleans himself. "The next three months are going to be hard but Silas, I believe that we can get through it." I have to believe that, otherwise, what are we doing?
I reach for my pajamas and quickly pull them on. I lie back on the bed and look at him. He makes my heart pitter patter, no matter what, Silas is the man for me.
"Hell yes," he says instantly, and I smile. "Trust me, Payton, me and you, we're meant to be. We can withstand anything that's thrown at us. I'll be here waiting for your pretty ass to land when you come back from Milan."
"I'll be watching all your games. Even if I have to record them."
He rewards me with the biggest smile I think I've ever seen him have. "Fuck, I love you. I've been so tempted to fly out to Portland, but we're leaving tomorrow."
I give him a reassuring smile. "It'll be harder when we're together to say goodbye." I know that for a fact, we reunited for an hour, and I feel as though I'm missing a huge part of me. Us being together more than that, it would be impossible for us to part.
"I know, but as soon as your ass is home, I'm not letting you up out of the bed for days."
I giggle, it sounds like perfection. "Is Cas with you today?" I ask, swiftly changing the subject.
He frowns. "He is, why?"
There's the possessiveness coming through. "Because he has your present from me."
The frown disappears and is replaced by sheer disbelief. "You got me a present, baby?"
I nod, I actually went a little overboard this Christmas. This year has been really good for me, and I've earned more money than I need. So I splurged on those that I love. That includes Silas. It was hard getting his present within the short time frame, but money talks, and I added an extra incentive for the guy, and he had it delivered last night. Thankfully, Cas was there to intercept, having gotten his number from Tate, who is also in on the surprise.
"What is it?" He's like a child, worse than Mary.
"Why don't you go find out? Call me later?" I ask, his eyes soften, and my heart melts. That look is reserved just for me, he's been giving it to me since we were kids. "Love you."
"Yeah, baby, I'll call you later. I love you too."
I blow him a kiss and go to hang up when his words stop me. "Dahlia has your present, baby."
I blink. "What?"
He grins. "You're not the only one with an inside man. Go and spend some time with your family. Love you, baby."
"Love you, Si," I whisper as tears fill my eyes. I hate saying goodbye, but I know that it's not for forever, just for a little while.
Once I’m off the phone, I reach into my purse and pull out the bag. I quickly make my way to the bathroom and do my thing. I sigh as I watch the timer on my phone count down. Three minutes feels like a lifetime.
Beep, beep.
It’s time. I glance at the white stick and gasp. With a shaky hand I reach for it. Those pink lines are so bright and blinding.
I’m pregnant.
Merry Christmas to me.
"Present time!" Dahlia calls out after we've all eaten breakfast. She's kept that tradition from my parents, well hers. Growing up, Grandma always made her kids breakfast before they opened their presents, and mom did it with us, and Dahlia has followed suit. It's so that everyone would be awake to watch the others open their presents.
I’ve not told anyone my news yet, I think I’m still in shock. This wasn’t supposed to happen. I mean, Silas and I are still trying to figure everything out. We’re going to be apart for the next three months. This is going to be a crazy ride, that’s for sure. But one thing I do know is, I’m keeping my baby.
Sebastian rushes into the sitting room and dives for the Christmas tree. There's been even more presents added to it since I went to bed. Jesus, Dahlia went overboard.
I sit on the armchair and curl my legs underneath me. I love this, watching as everyone opens their presents, the sheer look of happiness on their faces, there's nothing better.
The kids tear into their presents, there's a lot of oohs and ahhs, even Tyler managed to get an “Oh my God” out. He's happier today, a lot less stressed, and I'm glad that we had our talk last night.
"Okay, my turn," I say once the presents are gone, and only mine, Bianca's, and Dahlia's are left. I get to my feet and walk to my hiding place, an ottoman that's by the door.
I hand out the presents and sit back and watch as they open them. "Seriously?" Tyler asks as he looks at the PlayStation that I got for him. He had the old version, and there was never any money to update it.
"Seriously," I whisper as he wraps his arms around me and holds on tight. "Merry Christmas, Ty."
He quickly pulls away from me and reaches under the tree, pulling out a card and handing it to me. "Merry Christmas, Payton." He goes back to his seat on the sofa and starts to unbox his PlayStation.
Opening the card, I'm stunned when I see a bracelet inside. "Ty..." I whisper, this is an exact replica of the one my mom used to wear.
He shakes his head, "We all got it for you." He shrugs as though it's no big deal.
Tears well in my eyes and I will them not to fall. Everyone's having a good time, I don't want to spoil that. "Thank you." I say once I've gotten myself under control. "Best gift ever." They all smile as relief hits their eyes. "Open your presents," I tell them when they keep their eyes on me, almost as if they think I'm going to cry. Not yet, not here.
Mary opens her presents from me, I bought her two Hermes bags, and some Tiger lingerie, along with the new iPhone, which I also got Tyler too. Sebastian got some toys and a Nintendo. They're all happy with their loot and have big smiles .
I give Dahlia her present, it's a weekend spa trip for her and Bethan for this weekend. I'm staying here, and she's getting some time alone. She also got some Tiger lingerie.
Bianca was the hardest person to buy for, but I managed to get her something I know that she'd love. She's an amazing artist and I've booked her in to have an anonymous show in a gallery.
"Pay, this is from Silas," Dahlia tells me as she hands me a box and a card. "Why don't you go on upstairs and open it."
I take it from her and give Ty a wink. He's doing better today, but I'll be keeping an eye on him from now on. Once I'm in my bedroom, I open the card and see a letter.
Pay,
This is a promise ring.
I promise that I'll always love you.
I promise that I'll always support you.
I promise that I'll always be here for you.
I promise that we'll grow old together.
Most of all, I promise to be the man that you deserve.
Merry Christmas, baby.
I love you.
Silas.
The tears are flowing as I open the box and see a beautiful diamond ring. It's got a diamond in the center with smaller diamonds that go around the band. It's perfect and something that I'd have picked out myself.
God, this man just gets better and better. I don't think I could love anyone as much as I love him. I pray that he likes his present. He’s always wanted a motorcycle, I hope the Ducati is okay.