She Will Be Loved

She Will Be Loved (Chapter 13)

Hannahs POV

It's been 3 months since I have been home. Everything feels so natural and calm now. It's almost as if I have known Adam my whole life. Every night I need him beside me before I can sleep. He does this cute thing in his sleep where he pulls me closer to him and pulls my shirt up to my belly button and lays his hand on my stomach. He has to have my skin on his to be happy. And in case you are wondering, no me and Adam haven't "done the deed" yet. We are waiting for the right time. Frankie is now a healthy 23 pounds and is a big ball of energy. She loves to play and run, but she also loves to cuddle with mommy and daddy. She gets excited anytime Adam pulls out his guitar and starts singing. I imagine the look on her face is similar to the look on mine, complete concentration and awe. Reese comes by almost every day now and checks on me. Adam made him head of his security detail, it makes me so happy having the man who's watched over me since I was 16 around again. Adam has had his band mates over a few times and I finally got to meet all them, they seem like a great group of people. Most importantly I met Adam's mother, Patsy. As soon as I seen her I began to cry and hug her. She reminded me of my own mother. After spending the whole day with her she told me that she was happy Adam had me and this was the happiest she had seen him in a long time. I thanked her for saving my life and everything she did to help me. At the end of the visit she told me to call her mommy from now on, just like I was part of the family. I haven't completely gotten used to seeing my face on magazines or newspapers but I just ignore it, knowing that they always print rumors. Adam takes every chance he gets to spoil me and treats me like a queen. I am completely in love with this man, more than I have ever been with anyone in my life. He always worries about the age gap, but honestly it doesn't even cross my mind. When I look at him I see the man I want to spend forever with, who cares if he's 14 years older than me?

I was in my gallery when I hear him calling for me, "In here baby!" I knew Frankie would lead him to me. I finish a few more brush strokes on the canvas before turning it away from the door so Adam can't see, then wipe my hands on my paint splattered apron. Catching my reflection on the mirror beside me I giggle, the apron makes me look like I am naked under neath. I don't want to ruin any shirts I have while painting so I just put on a pair of softball shorts and my bra while painting. Frankie pushes past the door with a huge bone in her mouth, settling in her spot under my work bench. Adam soon walks in after her. "Hello beautiful!" He grabs my hips and bends down to press his lips to mine, my body pulled tight to his. "Baby!!" I mummer against his lips, "I am covered in paint, you're gonna get your clothes dirty." He shrugs and picks me up off my feet, holding me tighter to me as he kisses me deeply, stealing my breath. After he spins us around a few times he sets me back on my feet, giving me one more peck on the lips before walking off. "You better start getting ready, we are supposed to leave for my moms here in about a hour." He yells at me from the other room. "Shit!" He giggles as I run into our room. "Did you forget?" I hurriedly take my apron off and search through my clothes for something classy yet casual for the Christmas party. After a few minutes of debate I decide on a long sleeve red blouse with a white tulle skirt and red heels. Throwing my clothes on the bed I begin to strip out of my dirty clothes, completely forgetting about Adam being in the room. I hurry into the bathroom and start the shower.

The hot water relaxes my tense muscles as I begin to wash the paint from my hair. I hear the door open and Adams voice, "Would you like some company?" I answer him with a yes, thinking nothing of it. He comes and sits in the bathroom while I shower allot of times, just to talk and make me less paranoid. But this time was different. I hear the metal on metal sound of the shower door opening. My eyes snap open, big mistake. The shampoo slips into my eyes and begins burning. I turn my back to Adam and begin to rinse my eyes, attempting to get the burning to stop. Adam wraps his arms around my waist, resting his head on my chest, his strong muscled stomach pressed against me, his pelvic region against my back. I swallow hard, "Well this is new." I mentally slap myself as I hear my voice shake. Maybe he didn't notice it? "I can get out if you want." His grip loosens around my waist. I put my hand ontop of his to stop him. "No this is nice." I lean back in his arms allowing the warm water to wash over us. He reaches for the conditioner and finishes washing my hair. Then he grabs my pink sponge with the body wash and begins to make a foamy lather. He begins with my neck and shoulders before he works his way down my arms and back up, then my chest and tummy before he washes my legs and feet. He turns me around and washes my back and my tushy before grabbing the shower head off the wall and rinsing all the soap from my body. My eyes are now wide with lust, his hands on me stirred up emotions so strong and raw i didn't even know I had them. Hanging the shower head back on the wall he looks back down to me, my breath catches in my throat. The look in his eyes is purely primal. We both know what we want. Suddenly his lips are on mine. They travel from my lips to my neck then to my collarbone. My hands tangle themselves in his hair, pulling him closer to me as he nibbles my neck. "Adam..." That whisper of his name was all it took. He reaches behind me and shut off the water, stepping out then pulling me to him. He carries me to the bed and lightly pushes me down. His lips travel my entire body, the feeling inside of me growing, begging to be released. He hoovers over me, kissing me tenderly yet forcefully. "Adam please..." My breathing heavy and full of lust. He lifts his head from my collarbone to look me in the eyes. "Are you sure?" I bite my lip and nod. He kisses me softly before making love to me with first his fingers, then his mouth, finally with all of him.

By the time we were done we were both breathing heavy and dripping in sweat. He held me tight to him, kissing my neck sending shivers down my spine. My finger draws circles on his arm and traces the tattoos on his arms. "That was..." He starts his sentence, "Amazing?" I finish with a smile on my face. "Baby, amazing doesn't even begin to cover it." He kisses my forehead before I untangle myself from him. "How late are we?" He looks at the clock next to his table. "Only 30 minutes. If we hurry we may get there before she decides to kill me." I giggle and begin to slip my underwear on. I decide to just let my hair falls straight as it always is. Only putting on the minimal amount of make up before getting dressed. "Where is my other shoe?" I look everywhere for it before realization hits me. "FRANKIE!!!" I hear her nails on the hardwood floor, no doubt shes going to hide. "UGH!" I sigh in frustration and look in my closet for a pair of heels that will match my shirt. Finally finding a pair I grab hop down the hallway on one foot, attempting to put on the other one as I go. Finally making it to the bottom of the stairs I tie a ribbon in my hair to pull it back out of my face yet still look cute. Adam is sitting on the couch, dressed in a pair of dark dress jeans and a long sleeve white button up with a red tie. "Awe we match." I smile and lean up to kiss his cheek as I grab my cane. My hip has been bothering me again for the last few days and what we just did ain't helping much. "Are you ready?" I turn to him and smile. He looks so handsome shrugging on a black pea coat, one that kinda matches my own. I nod and slide on mine as well before walking out the front door to the car. I still refuse to go in the garage and Adam understands. He always parks right outside the front door now so I don't have to worry too much about falling on the snow. Adam keeps his hand around waist and his other hand in mine making sure I get down the stairs carefully and helps me into the car. The car ride was short and comfortable. He held my hand the whole ride and couldn't stop smiling which made me smile even more. Getting to his moms house his sister opens the door, rushing out to hug me and him. As we walk him his brother is standing in the doorway eating an apple. He gives Adam a long hard look and then smiles. "ADAM GOT LAID!!" I feel my face go as red as my shirt. "Shut up man!" He punches his brother in the stomach with a smile. Men, I will never understand them.

After about 30 minutes of catching up with the family and meeting new members Patsy comes over to me and wraps her arm around me. "Hello princess, how are you?" I smile and welcome her warm embrace. "Hey mommy, I am ok. Just my hip hurts right now but lately the pain in my back and both my hips has been coming back really strong to the point it makes it hard to stand." She gives me a worried look. "Have you told Adam?" I nod my head and explain to her about him wanting me to go to the doctor but I am tired of being poked with needles. She laughs and pokes my side where my new tattoo is, "Yea right!" I giggle and swat her hand away. Me and Adam got matching tattoos a week ago with Frankie's paw print and under it, it says "Frankie Girl" in really pretty script. "Shit! I left Frankie in the car!" I attempt to rush out the door but I get nowhere fast, "I got her babe, just sit down and relax." Adam runs out the door and soon returns with a arm full of presents and Frankie with her Santa coat and hat on. That dog seriously doesn't care what I put her in. I giggle as she walks over to Patsy and lays her head in her lap. "Hannah, come with me for a minute." I smile and pat Frankie as she gets up to go roll on Adam's cousin. I follow Patsy into her room and sit on the bed. She goes into the closet and returns to me with a small velvet box in her hand. "These were my great grandmothers, she passed them down to my grandmother who in turn passed them down to me. Now I want you to have them. You are like a daughter to me Hannah. And I love you as if you were my own." My eyes fill with tears as I run my finger over the pearl necklace in the box. "They are beautiful." She stands up again and pulls my hair to the side so she can latch the pearls around my neck. "There, perfect." She has tears glistening in her eyes as I stand up and hug her. "Thank you Mommy. I love you."