This Is Forever (third book in series)

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

Chapter 17 (v.1) - chapter seventeen

Submitted: July 19, 2017

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Submitted: July 19, 2017

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“I want to take you somewhere.”

“Where?” I ask my gloriously naked fiancé who looks amazing drying off his body after our steamy sex in the shower.

“I think it is time you meet my brother,” he says as he kisses my cheek then leaves the bathroom. My eyes widen and I follow him into the bedroom.

“Jay?” I ask his back. Tristan has only told me a few things about his brother but from what I have gathered he is nothing like his mother and that is enough for me to be excited about meeting him.

“I only have one brother, so yes, Jay,” he says as he walks into the closet. I follow him and begin looking through the racks of my clothes, stripping the towel away from around my body as I do. I smile when I feel Tristan come up against my back and his arms coming around me. He trails kisses up my neck as his hands slide gently over my baby bump and down until his fingers are rubbing me. I moan and close my eyes, melting into his body.

My breathing picks up as I lose control. I turn around in his arms and clash our lips together. My arms go around his neck as his fingers trail their way back down to my wet core. I continue to moan as our tongues dance around together and his fingers continue to rub me relentlessly. I’m so close and very frustrated when his fingers move away. His hands grab my ass and he lifts me, my legs wrapping around his waist. He carries me over to an empty wall next to the door, my back coming against it with a quiet thump. He gently slides me down the wall until my legs hit the ground. My head lifts up to bring our lips back together as his fingers go back to their rubbing. I’m finished off when two of his fingers slide inside me. I come around his fingers as Tristan swallows my moans with his lips. Right when my heavy breathing slows Tristan has me turned around, my palms coming flat against the wall and Tristan’s hand coming around and laying on my stomach. I’m guessing that was to stop my stomach from hitting the wall.

His hands move so they are grabbing my waist and pulling me backward.

“Keep your hands on the wall,” he whispers into my ear as he continues to move my bottom half away from the wall until I am bent over, my hands still firmly against the wall. I’m immediately ready again when I feel the head of his erection sliding inside me. I moan and he groans as he pushes in and out of me. He continues his even strides inside me until I tighten around him then he begins pounding into me until we both explode. Oh, what an awesome way to start a Sunday.  

After our breathing has come back to normal I stand straight again and ignore Tristan’s disapproving groan.

“Where do you think you are going?” he asks.

“I’m going to get dressed and then we are going to see your brother,” I say as I search the rails for something to wear. “Did you tell him that I am pregnant?” I ask.

“Why?”

“Because I need to know if I should even try to hide this,” I say, turning around and pointing my two pointer fingers at my baby bump.

“Oh, well I have told him,” he says guiltily.

“There’s nothing wrong with that, Tristan. He’s your brother,” I say and turn back to my clothes.

“Is that your way of hinting that I will have to tell my mom?” Tristan asks and I smile.

“Damn, you know me well.”

I smile and shoot my head around to look at Tristan.

“Did I mention that my brother owned this place?” he asks as he pulls up outside a building that is a huge part of our relationship. The restaurant where we had our first date.

“No, you didn’t. Why didn’t I meet him on our first date?”

“That was hard to accomplish but I didn’t want you to get the wrong idea.” He smiles and I look at him in confusion. “I was so scared that something would go wrong.”
“Really?”
“Yes, Jesus I was nervous,” he splutters and I laugh.

"You hid it well. I had no idea.”

I look around the restaurant, feeling some serious Déja Vu. I still get the log cabin, warm feeling from this place. The only difference with it now is that it is totally empty.

“Are you sure he is here?” I ask Tristan.
“Yeah. He’s probably in the kitchen,” he says and squeezes my hand then guides us through the restaurant.

“Jay,” Tristan calls when we walk into the all white and silver kitchen that is surprisingly big.

“I’m here,” a voice calls but I still see no one. Tristan strains his head to look over all the lines of silver work space. He smiles then leads me further back into the kitchen. The first thing of him that I saw was his feet sticking out behind a set of counters.

“Whatcha doing down there?” Tristan asks when we reach his feet. I take a peek over the counter and see him playing with the pipes under the sink.

“Taking a shit, what do you think?” he said, still concentrated on fixing whatever is wrong with the sink. He must sense my staring because his eyes drift up to mine. “Shit!” he says panicky and fumbles his way out from under the sink then stands. I try not to gasp when I see how much he resembles Tristan. Jesus Christ, he’s got the same eyes.

“So, my dumbass brother finally brought you to meet me,” he says and walks around to wrap his arms around me. “I was starting to think there was something seriously wrong with you,” he says as he holds me at arm's length, looking me up and down. “But now I see that I was completely wrong.” I can’t help but blush when he gives me a charming smile that is too much like Tristan’s.

“No, there’s something seriously wrong with you, that’s why I waited this long,” Tristan says as he pulls me against his side and wraps his arm around my shoulder. I smile as Jay looks his body up and down then shrugs at Tristan.

“Well, I don’t see anything seriously wrong, Tristan,” I say and gaze up at him.

“It’s not a physical thing,” Tristan says and kisses my forehead.

“I guess I can’t argue with that,” Jay says then turns back to the sink. “This piece of shit is driving me crazy,” he says down at it.

“Why don’t you just pay someone to fix it?” Tristan says to his back.

“Because I can do it myself.” He turns back to look at us. “Want some grilled cheese?” he asks with an adorable smile.

“Can you make grilled cheese?” Tristan asks.

“Yes, I can,” he says and opens a big chefs fridge. “I think,” he adds as he grabs down cheese from one of the shelves. “Can you make grilled cheese, Tristan?” He gets a bag of bread and walks over to one of the stoves.

“Oh, I can vouch for that. He made me one last week,” I say and look up at him. “It was delicious,” I add.

“Yeah, well I heard pregnancy does weird things to your taste buds,” Jay says as he turns on the stove and begins making the sandwiches.

After Jay burnt two of the sandwiches and had to start over we left the kitchen and sat at one of the booths.

“How has business been lately?” Tristan asks Jay.
“Pretty good,” Jay says as he takes a bit of his sandwich. “What about you?” he asks Tristan.

“As good as it can be.”

‘What about you, Kate? How is the museum?” Jay asks and I raise my eyebrows in surprise. I peak at Tristan sitting next to me and smile. He talked to Jay about me.

“It’s good. Although I guess I won’t be working there for much longer.” I don’t want to quit but I also really want to raise the baby on my own. Plus work is exhausting already and I’m only three months along.

“Amen,” Tristan says under his breath before he bites into his grilled cheese.

“What does that mean?” I ask accusingly and look at him.

“I’m not a fan of everyone you are working with is all.”

“You mean Mary?” I ask with a smile. He chuckles and moves his body so he can face me.

“No, I don’t mean Mary. In fact, I find Mary very nice and funny.”

“That’s because she likes you.” I roll my eyes and eat more of my sandwich.

“Yeah well that André guy likes you,” he says and moves his body to face forward again.

“I told you not to worry about that, Tristan.”

“Wow, relationships sound like fun,” Jay says with a chuckle. “Who’s André?” he asks and puts the last piece of grilled cheese in his mouth.

“He works with me,” I say quickly when I see Tristan getting ready to speak.

“He kissed you,” Tristan mumbles.

“Do you really want to speak about this right now?” I ask and hear Jay laughing across from us. I wait for Tristan to answer and he finally does.

“No,” he murmurs and finishes his grilled cheese. His phone rings from his pocket and he pulls it out. “I have to take this, I’m sorry,” he says to me.

“It’s fine,” I say and he kisses my head then slides out of the booth and walks out of earshot. I turn to Jay and smile.

“You shouldn’t give him shit about this André guy. I was beginning to think that he didn’t have a heart before he meant you,” he says and then leans across the table a little like he is going to tell me a secret. “Or a dick,” he whispers and I laugh. “Really, I don’t know how he went that long without getting any action.” He leans back and watches me as I try to control my laughing.

“Well I can affirm that you don’t have to worry about either of those things,” I whisper after I leaned in across the table like he did. He laughs, a laugh that is completely contagious.

“Wow, that was a way more disturbing thought than I would have imagined,” he says and I hear Tristan’s footsteps coming.

“What’s a way more disturbing thought than you would have imagined?” he asks as he slides back next to me and puts his arm around my shoulder.

“Oh, nothing,” I say as he leans over and kisses my cheek. I wink at Jay and he breaks out laughing again. Tristan leans away from me and looks back and forth between us in confusion.

“What are you laughing at?” he asks Jay.

“Kate has informed me that I don’t have to worry about your dick anymore,” Jay says and fights back a laugh. I can’t hold back mine though when Tristan’s eyes widen.

“Why would you be worrying about my dick?” he asks with an angry and confused voice.

“Don’t worry Tristan. He was worried about your heart too,” I say, biting my tongue to hold back any more laughing.

“Ok, I’m taking you away from him now. I don’t like this conversation,” Tristan says and pulls me out of the booth after him. “I’m never letting you two talk without me ever again,” he mutters as Jay gets out of the booth too.
“We just care about you, Tristan,” Jay says and wraps his arm around my shoulder. “I think we angered him,” Jay says quietly to me.

“At least you don’t have to go home with him,” I say in the same quiet voice.

“Let’s go, Kate,” Tristan says after he grabs our coats from the booth. He grabs my hand and tugs me away from Jay then helps me into my coat.

“Bye, Jay,” I say and he wraps his arms around me.

“It was good to finally meet you, Kate,” he says then gives Tristan a bro hug.

“Bye, brother,” he says.

“See ya, Jay,” Tristan answers and smiles at him.

He grabs my hand and pulls me through the restaurant. I turn and wave to Jay as Tristan pulls me along.

“Are you mad at me?” I ask after Tristan has guided me into the car and came around to sit next to me.

“No, should I be?” he asks as he adjusts the heat and starts the car.

“No.” I buckle myself then smile at the restaurant as we drive off. “Do you remember how horrible our first date was?” I ask.

“I didn’t think it was horrible. Why do you think it was horrible?” he asks and glances over me.

“I totally ruined it when I broke out crying. Everything else was perfect.”
“I thought even that part was perfect. I got a definite answer that I had a reason to beat up Michael.”
“What?” I ask.

“I mean I wanted to beat up anyone who you were with but on that date, you confirmed that I could kick someone’s ass not just out of jealousy. Does that make sense?” he asks.  

“I guess but I never told you to beat Michael's ass,” I say then my phone starts ringing in my purse. I pull it out and see my moms name flashing across the screen.

“Hello,” I say after I click answer.

“Hey, honey. What are you doing?” she asks.

“Tristan and I just had lunch with Tristan’s brother,” I say and have to hold back a laugh just thinking about it. I think it’s safe to say that I like Jay and very happy that I met someone in Tristan's family who doesn’t hate me. Or at least I don’t think he hates me.

“That’s nice.”
“It was nice,” I say and let a little giggle slip. Tristan glances at me and shakes his head and smiles.

“I just got off the phone with Luke,” she says and I stop laughing immediately.

“Really? How is he?” I ask.

“You can find out for yourself. He told me to tell you that he was going to video chat you tonight at seven.”
“Really?” I ask excitedly and Tristan glances at me again in confusion. I smile at him.

“Yup. I think he probably wants to talk about the engagement with you.”
“What do you mean? I thought you said he was happy for me?” Having Luke’s approval is a very big deal for me. Not like it would change anything but I still would like him to be happy about it.

“He did. He probably just wants to congratulate you.” I ignore Tristan’s worried looks and try to calm down.

“Ok, so seven? I ask.

“Yes, seven. Now I have to go pick up the kids from the bus stops.”
“Ok, I love you.”
“Love you too, Kate,” she says then hangs up.

“Was that your mom?” Tristan asks.

“Yeah, she said Luke is going to video chat me tonight.”
“Oh, that’s nice. Are you excited?” he asks and rests his palm on my thigh.

“Very,” I say and smile.

 


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