Fighter {Completed}

Chapter Sixty-Three: Starving {Ellie}

Chapter Sixty-Three: Starving {Ellie}

One Year Later (two years free from keenan)

I wake up alone in the unfamiliar bed, the silk sheets smooth against my naked body. Sitting up, I find that Cole's cleaned up our mess from last night - all of the clothes that we'd torn off of each other and thrown into the floor are now in the hamper, a folded set of clean clothes set out on the dresser for me.

I smile at his thoughtfulness, reliving the memories of last night as I crawl out of bed.

Music drifts up the stairs, which tells me Cole and Sebastian are awake, most likely working out. My reflection catches my attention, and I pause, smiling at the small, finger-like bruises on my hips. Several dark purple bruises line around my breasts, a stark contrast to my pale skin to remind me of Cole's lips there only hours ago. I smile at the sight, butterflies taking flight in my stomach. I quickly dress in the large hoodie and a pair of shorts he laid out for me, covering the evidence of Cole's desperate, uncontrolled love-making to me.

Cole is going to feel bad when he sees all the marks he left on me... but good God, I fucking love it.

I can't stop thinking about his mouth on me, his hands everywhere. Soon, I'm feeling a little too hot and bothered, just like I have been the last several nights in a row.

For some reason, I can't seem to get enough.

I don't think Cole's complaining, though.

I pull my hair back, tying it into a low bun as I descend the stairs. The large beach house is perfect for the six of us, this vacation especially needed after the last few months. With Taylor and Sebastian's wedding in December and Scarlet giving birth in March, and then Taylor announcing she was five months pregnant in April, it seems like we've been busy non-stop.

I smile as I think of little Alex. I remember how happy Asher and Scarlet were, so eager to meet their baby boy and their nephew that will be arriving in a month.

I remember the way Cole looked when he held Alex, too. The memory flows into my head and I smile as I relive it over and over.

Cole sits on the couch, the tiny baby in his hands as he seems in awe, frozen in amazement. Scar follows my gaze, smiling. "Just imagine what he'll be like when you guys have your own baby some day." Cole's eyes flicker to mine, making me heat instantly.

He caught me staring... again.

Yet as I glance at him again, seeing his eyes back on little Alexander, I can't help but imagine the day we have our own family. I see my own belly swollen, Cole pressing a kiss to it. I see us in the hospital room, all of our family here and us introducing our baby to them. I see Scarlet acting like the trouble-instigating aunt and Sebastian as the goofy uncle. The thought makes me emotional, especially so as I see Cole smiling down at the baby, completely engrossed in the tiny human.

I snap myself out of my daze as I enter the large kitchen, seeing Scarlet sitting at the table. She gives me a smile as I enter the kitchen. I grin, walking closer and bending so that I'm eye-level with Alexander.

"Hi, baby!" He gives me a toothless smile. "Want me to feed him so you can eat, Scar?" I question, and she shakes her head.

"I ate earlier before he woke up. Thanks, though." I nod, making my way to the fridge. The boys enter the kitchen from the weight-room, Asher quickly moving to his son and Scar, kissing them both.

Cole pulls me into his arms as he nears, a sexy smirk on his lips.

"Good morning," he greets, pressing a kiss to my lips.

"Good morning. Hungry?" He smiles lazily, skimming his nose across my neck. His fingers dig into my hips, his eyes darkening.

"Starving."

And just like that, I'm melted into a puddle on the floor.

Why must every single thing about Cole turn me on?

As the day goes on, we all get ready to go out on the beach. I put on my bikini, noticing that the bottoms are a little tighter than they were a few weeks ago. Cole notices my staring, moving behind me. His bare chest touches my back, sending shocks of electricity straight to my belly.

"You okay?" he asks.

I nod as I sigh, looking away from the mirror. He's quick to re-direct my gaze right back, running a hand around my waist. Something flips in my stomach as he drags his eyes down my body in the mirror, his look heated and dark as he does so. Suddenly, his eyes snap to mine, and he presses further into me, making it easy to feel just how hard he is.

"You're so fucking beautiful," he murmurs, his head tucking into my neck and making my heart pound against my ribcage. Cole's hands begin wandering, and before long, he's texting Sebastian and telling him that we'll be down in a little while.

Once we finally exit the house, I sit beside Scar and Alexander on the beach, sore and exhausted. Cole presses a kiss to my lips, before heading toward the water, where Asher and Sebastian both attempt to stand up on boogie boards while the waves knock them over. I roll my eyes, smiling.

"Wow," she laughs. "You horny little wretch." I can't help the heat that crawls up my cheeks, an embarrassed laugh escaping. She shifts uncomfortably all of the sudden, and I raise a brow.

"I swear, my period has fucking sucked after having Alex."

Poor Scar, I can't imagine how uncomfortable that must be.

A few seconds pass, before my heart stops beating in my chest.

My period!

It's late!

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