Bluebonnet Days

Sneaky

The rooster crows and I am now back awake. Though I must admit that was the most peaceful sleep I have had in a long time. I am able to roll over now, so I sit up on my elbow facing him. He is still asleep. Such a handsome man, I’ve never met another that could compare in my eyes. I gently take my fingers and begin tracing the outline of his face. I carefully push his black hair back off his forehead. Then move around to his defined cheek bone, down his chiseled jawline. He hasn't shaved in a few days, so he has this sexy rugged beard coming in. My fingers have now reached his lips. I glide across them as they are the most perfect tint of red and smoothness to match his dark features. I then begin to smooth out the lines in his furrowed brow and bring my fingers down the other side of his face. Taking it all in, since it had been so long without being near him. As I do this, I see his eyes flutter open. I’ve been caught, but he grabs my hand into his and smiles at me. “Enjoying the view?”

“You had a feather in your hair, from my pillow.” I say with a smile and try to get up. He moves fast! I am now pinned to my bed with one of his hands holding both my wrists together above my head and is straddling me. HIs eyes have this intense darker tone to them then usual. I look at him… “There is that aura again”

“I know what I want and I am no longer going to let anyone take away what is mine! I have had to be ruthless these past few years in dealings with my father and the business, so it has taught me some things. This does include you Miss. Dupont.”

“Weston, you know I still have a lot to think about before committing” I seem to not be able to speak further as he mutes me with his own mouth. The kiss is hard and intense to where I cannot catch my breath. He bites my lip again and this time I can taste the blood. During this time he has lowered his body onto mine just so I can feel his lower presence. His mouth moves from my lips to my neck as his hand slides up under my shirt to be breast and cups it. I am still trying to catch my breath and control my body's urge not to be with him right now.

“O Sam, you taste so good. You do not understand how much I have missed being with you. I dream about that summer all the time.”

I let out a soft moan as my back urges when he squeezes my breast and kisses my neck again. This only seems to excite him more and now he has moved both hands to my waist inching my shirt up slowly while he softly kisses every inch of my abdomen. Now that my hands are free, I bring them down to push on his chest.

“Weston, as tempting as this moment is, we cannot do this right now. There will be no going back for me and emotionally. I can't handle the unknown right now.” He stops and gives me this look like he is trying to control my mind and body with his. “I am serious Weston, We need to stop.” He now sees the panic on my face. Almost like he was in a trance before, a frown appears. “I am so sorry Sam. I didn’t mean to.. The urge to be with you is so strong. I promise I will not push you any further and to be better about controlling myself until you are ready.”

“What if I am never ready?” Trying to read his face to see if I offended him or made him sad.

The side of lips curled up as he said, “I promise you Sam, you will be mine again. I know you know this. But I will give you time to stop resisting what you know in your heart.” He then rolls over next to me and sighs. “I love you Sam, no time will ever change that.”

Knock, Knock “Sweetie, are you awake? Breakfast is ready!”

“O no, it's mama” as I whisper to Weston. Feeling like I was 18 again and in panic.

“It is ok Sam. We are grown adults, besides we didn't even do anything to be ashamed of.”

Now I am blushing as the door opens and pokes her head in.

“O, I was wondering where you were Weston. Breakfast is ready Weston if you want to join us.”

“Sure, Mrs. Dupont. That would be great!”

“Okay, well I will see y'all 2 in a bit I guess” I just now throw my face into my pillow. Again, dying of embarrassment. Weston is just laughing as he stands up to get ready to head down. “Come on, darling”

I get up and head to the bathroom to get ready. He meets me in there and for some reason he still remembers there are always brand new toothbrushes in my drawer. We stand there brushing our teeth together like a married couple. HIm grinning ear to ear. I push him out so I can get dressed. Throw on some athletic shorts and my old UT shirt, Jackson sent me from college. Threw my hair in a ponytail, dang, even up it still reaches my mid back. Might be time for something new, I think as I splash coldwater on my face and wipe it off. I walk out to see him waiting on me.

“You could have gone down without me” “Nah, I would rather escort you to the kitchen so I can make sure you are safe.”

“Um, ok,” I say laughing. “ Just down the stairs and to the right, I think I can manage the path I have made since I could walk.” He just grins and says “ok, suit yourself” and walks past me and heads down the stairs in front of me. Not even 4 steps down, my foot slips, but I catch myself on the railing before completely falling down. “See” Weston states as he heads towards me and picks me up cradling me in his arms.

“Please put me down, there is no need to carry me” “You said that earlier, and you just slipped. I would rather be cautious than have something happen to you. Even in the slightest.”

Weston literally carries me into the kitchen and sets me down in my seat. I am about to get up to make my plate.

“No, I will make your plate, just stay there.” I look around to see my parents and Jackson staring back and forth between us smiling.

“Hey bro! Can you make me a plate too?” “Jackson, shut up” and I threw a biscuit at his head.

“If you were as delicate and beautiful as your sister, I might consider it.” Weston says with a chuckle. My parents are now laughing at all this banter as I am turning redder by the second. Weston finally comes over with our plates and sits down next to me. I choose to not say a word and shove food in my mouth.

My dad asks “Do ya’ll have plans today?”

I shake my head no, but Weston responds back, “I need to take Sam over to Mias to get her car, after I load up some material Mia's dad needs for the new fence he is putting in. After that, thought about heading into San Antonio to take Sam out for the weekend, if I have your permission sir”

I keep my head down and just shake it. Dad is not sure what to think of it, but he sees that I seem to be happy. He smiles at Weston, “sure son, if Sam wants to go, ya’ll have fun” ‘Thank you, sir!” “Hey Jackson, you and Lucey want to join us? And Sam, you can ask Mia and Dylan.”

“Um yah, let me text her now.”

I text Mia and basically demand that her Dylan come. I cannot go away this weekend with him on my own! No way! Luckily Jackson says him and Lucey are in.

“Maybe we can do girls in one room and guys in the other” I state with a grin. I just get a stare from the boys. Worth a shot, I think to myself. I might have to sneak into Mias room.

“Breakfast was great Mrs. Dupont. Thank you! I am going to head home to shower and packup. See you in about 30 minutes Sam?”

“Yep that works” Ping - Mias text - We are in since you twisted my arm - ouch! We will meet you at your house. I’ll follow Dylan over in your car. My dad is about to call Weston so that the delivery can wait until next weekend. Something came up with work, and he is heading to Dallas today. I text back, sounds good, see ya soon! Just as I did, Westons phone rings while walking out the door. “Hi Mr. Miller….”

He is gone and now I feel the stares.

“Sooooo”,

“What mama? Nothing happened. We are taking it slow so I can make up my mind. My heart is still very guarded right now. Leave it be”

“Well I just know it was nice hearing all those laughs last night and seeing you 2 together again. I’m not pushn’ but we just want you happy, no matter if it's with him or not. But just don’t push love away because you are scared also.

“Got it mama! I guess I am going to get packed, since dad just couldn’t say no to him” I say smiling and lightly punching him in the arm.

“What did I do” my dad asks. And us women just glare at him. I run upstairs to get packed. Decide not to change since we will be driving for the next 2 hours and want to be comfortable. I pack my cute jumper and sandals for later to walk around in. I decide to pack a pair of jeans with my pink laced top and then also my long pant jumper that hangs low in front in case we end up somewhere fancy for dinner. Bathing suit and clothes for tomorrow, check! Then I pack my makeup and toiletries. I believe that is everything, so head down to wait on everyone.