Jordan:
It's eight thirty and I'm lying in bed on my laptop when I hear a small knock at the door. I smirk as I look over and see Rebecca pop her head around the corner.
"Can I come in?" She asks and I just grin and nod my head towards the space next to me.
"You don't have to knock baby" I tell her as she makes her way around the bed. She's wearing little pink cotton shorts and a black tank top. I see her bite her lip when I call her baby and I grip my laptop to stop me from pulling her down on the bed and kissing her until we're breathless. She sets the baby monitor on the bedside table and lies down on her side facing me; resting her head on her hand.
"Are you busy?" She asks and I shake my head.
"Just finishing up. Why, did you need something?"
"No, I just... I just wanted to spend time with you" she shrugs and smiles a cute, shy smile.
"Let me just send this email and I'm all yours" I say and quickly type out an email to my CPO before closing my laptop. I put it on the floor next to me and turn to lie on my side facing my girl. My girl, I smile to myself. I reach out and cup her left cheek with my right hand. She closes her eyes and smiles before reaching up and putting her hand on top of mine.
"Is Sienna asleep?" I ask her and she opens her eyes.
"Yeah she went out like a light. I'm surprised you haven't fallen asleep from all the chasing you done" she giggles and I chuckle with her.
"She's definitely a little fire cracker" I say and tentatively move my hand lower to rest on her waist. She shuffles forward and we're nose to nose. My arm wraps all the way around her waist and she wraps her left arm around my neck; leaning in to kiss me but pauses. She looks up at me as if she's asking for permission and I lean in the rest of the way; giving her a soft kiss. She kisses me back and I bite down on her bottom lip before meeting my tongue with hers. I can't get enough of her, she's consuming me and I'm glad. Her fingers play with the hair at the nape at my neck as my hand slowly traces her spine. I don't know how long we stay like this, but when we pull away we're both gasping for air."This is a first for me" I tell her and she frowns. When she frowns, a little 'V' forms between her eyebrows and I lean in to kiss it.
"What do you mean?" She asks.
"First time I've had a girl in my bed" I confess and her eyes widen.
"What-? I mean, you've been with a woman before right?" She questions and I smirk. Oh baby, if only you knew.
"Of course I have, but I never liked to be with them in my room"
"So what room were you in?" She wonders out loud and then a soft gasp escapes her mouth.
"I'm not sleeping in your sex bed am I?!" She asks in a harsh tone and I flinch slightly.
"No you're not, I wouldn't have done that to you. It's another spare bedroom that I've recently had refurnished" I tell her.
"When?"
"When you started your job"
"Why then?"
"Because I didn't want my past to taint what I wanted with you" I admit and shrug. I smile shyly at her and I can see her eyes soften.
"We've had many firsts Becca. I've never introduced a girl to my parents, never had a girl in my bed, never let anyone touch my chest... What are you doing to me?" I wonder out loud. She bites her lip and leans in but then stops and her eyes become on high alert again.
"It wasn't a sex dungeon was it?" I burst out laughing and just shake my head.
"No, it wasn't. I just didn't feel the connection with them that I do with you, and I wanted to have a room I could escape to. Not a room that would remind me of them if they're the ones I wanted to get away from. But with you, I want to be reminded of you every time I enter this room, and I hope that when I do, you'll be in here with me" she blushes as I say that and she buries her face in my chest. I kiss the top of her head and she looks up at me."Why don't you like your chest being touched?" She asks as she slowly reaches out and rests her palm flat on my chest. I flinch slightly but again I don't get the burning sensation I normally do. I gently push her away and sit up; pulling my shirt off over my head. Her eyes scope my body and then zone in on the little burn marks dotted over my chest.
"Those are burns?" Her eyes fill with tears and her hand covers her mouth.
"Are you repulsed?" I lie back down in the same position I was before and her eyes blaze with anger and hurt.
"Repulsed? Are you serious, of course I'm not Jordan! I'm furious at the people who did this to you! You were a little, innocent boy who couldn't defend himself. You're so strong Jordan, of course I'm not repulsed. You know how I've lived the last few years, you should be repulsed by me" she rambles and I grab her head in between my hands and stare down into her eyes.
"I don't want you to ever be ashamed of how you have lived. It means you're a fighter, Rebecca, and you will need to use your thick skin to put up with me that's for sure" I chuckle and her giggle makes me smile. Her gaze falls back to my chest and her eyes fill with tears.
"My little lost boy" she whispers and leans down to plant a kiss right on one of my scars. A groan escapes from my throat at her words and she stops to look up at me.
"Don't stop baby, your words just make me feel like I'm not a poor excuse of a human" she slightly gasps.
"I will never be ashamed of my past if you never say that again" she says sternly and I can only nod. She leans back down and kisses every one of my nine scars before leaning back up to kiss my lips. I pull her as close as I possibly can and pour everything I have into this kiss.
"Stay here with me" I mumble against her lips and I feel her smile.
"I thought you'd never ask" she breathes against my lips and kisses me again. I rest my head on my pillow and she curls up into my side with her head on my chest and entwines her legs with mine.
"Never slept next to anyone... Another first" I whisper into her hair and she giggles as she hugs me tighter.
"A man who accepts my daughter... A first for me" she whispers into my chest and my heart flutters. For the first time in my life I feel like I'm worthy of someone's compassion and time. I will forever be in debt with this woman.
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From Rags to Riches
RomanceRebecca Kramer had her life planned out: go to college, become an editor and eventually run her own publishing company. But life threw a spanner in the works, and at eighteen she gave birth to her 'mini-me' Sienna. But it wasn't until her parents di...