Chapter fourteen
Kevin rested his head back against the wall and yawned hugely, stretching as much as he could in the cramped hospital chair and with Lenny curled up next to him asleep. He looked down at her and tried to stop the wave of emotions from swelling his chest, but he couldn't. She was damn cute. A smile touched his mouth as he thought back to the events of the last few hours.
After her suddenly crying her eyes out when she first set eyes on her niece, he had held her for ages, pretty reluctant to let her go. Even when she had calmed down he hadn't released her. He'd asked her why she'd cried that way, and she couldn't give him a good reason...just that the sight of the baby made her feel odd. He frowned. Maybe she was broody...although he thought she was a little young to feel that way. But it was understandable, the baby was beautiful. Hell, even he had felt the need to start making one of his own, and he hadn't ever wanted any ties like that before. His eyes went back to Lenny's sleeping form. She would make a good mother, she was a very emotional and loving person. Another of the little things he had deliberately blinded himself to over the years. He raised his eyes when Sam walked into the room, a smile on his face. "How's Rachel?"
Sam gave a relieved sigh and grinned. "She's so much better, it's hard to believe that only this morning I thought she was going to die."
"I'm glad she's okay," Kevin said, smiling tiredly.
Sam looked at his sister and frowned. "She's tired, you both are. You should take her home, I'll be staying here with Rachel and the baby until she's back to normal now anyway."
Kevin nodded and looked at the clock, seeing it was after midnight. He was surprised no-one had come and kicked them out hours ago. "You're right, I'll see her safely home."
Sam watched as Kevin gently moved Lenny so he could stand up, stretching his cramped muscles and almost touching the ceiling of the small room as he did so. "Kev, I think you and I need to have a talk sometime."
Kevin looked at him and frowned. "What about?"
"Don't act stupid, what do you think?" Sam said, rolling his eyes and then nodding to Lenny. "Oh. Look, Sam, there's really no need, it's not like anything has happened between us...really...and it's not going to," Kevin said, shoving his hands in his pockets and looking decidedly uncomfortable.
"Is that right?" Sam asked, cocking his head to one side and raising his eyebrows.
"Yes, that's right."
"Hmm. That's not what I think. I think things have already happened between you...oh, I know you haven't actually 'compromised' her yet, but things have happened. And I think you feel a hell of a lot more for her than you're willing to admit."
Kevin stared at him for a second and then shook his head. "No, I don't," he denied, his eyes suddenly cold.
"Yeah, right, of course you don't. I saw your face when you held her earlier, man, I know that look," Sam said, shaking his head.
"You don't know anything about how I feel, Sam, and I'm telling you I don't feel anything for her," Kevin said quietly, trying to convince both himself and the other man.
Sam studied him in silence and then his eyes darted behind Kevin's big body to Lenny. "Oh my God, Lenny, what's wrong?" he said and watched with amusement as Kevin spun around, a look of panic on his face.
When he saw that Lenny was still fast asleep he turned back to Sam, frowning. "What did you do that for?"
"Just making a point. Why panic when you feel nothing for her, hmm?" Sam asked, raising one eyebrow and giving Kevin a grin.
Kevin's mouth fell open at Sam's deviousness and then he frowned. "Dammit, that's not fair!"
"Not fair? Where are we, in the playground? All's fair in love and war, as they say. And you, my friend, are falling in love with my sister."
"Damn you, Sam, I am not!" Kevin snarled, glancing behind him to make sure he wasn't waking Lenny up. Then he looked back abruptly, cursing himself for worrying about her comfort. Not worrying, he told himself, he didn't worry about her. He brushed a shaky hand through his hair. "I do not like your sister that way," he said, his voice slightly calmer.
"Mmm-hmm. Well, whatever it is you do feel for her, just keep in mind that I'll be watching you. You're bigger than me, obviously, but if you hurt her I'll come down on you like a ton of bricks. And so will Mark and so will Page."
Kevin stared at him and sighed in frustration. "What the hell is it you think I'm going to do to her?"
Sam shrugged and shook his head. "Who knows? I just don't want her hurt is all, and I'd do just about anything to make sure she isn't."
"I wouldn't hurt her, for crying out loud!"
"No?"
"No! I wouldn't hurt a hair on her head, you know that!" Kevin said, feeling slightly hurt himself that his friend didn't trust him.
"A few days ago you were trying to kill her, let's not forget that shall we?"
"That was different...she was being a brat. But you think I'd hurt her in an entirely different way, and I just wouldn't do that. Besides, we're not having a relationship or anything like that, she's too young for me and..."
"No, she isn't, you just think she is. And what you're having looks a hell of a lot like a relationship to me, but then who am I to say anything? I'm not trying to interfere Kev, really. I just want what's best for my sister. If that's you, then I'm glad."
Kevin stared at Sam, struck dumb for a second. "I'm not...we're not having a relationship," he protested stubbornly.
"Yeah, whatever. You keep telling yourself that and maybe it will become the truth, huh? You're really doing your best to earn your hair colour aren't you?" Sam grinned and shook his head. "I have to get back, but can I trust you to get her home safely?"
"Of course you can trust me."
"Good. Hmm, maybe it would be a good idea if you stayed at our house with her, just in case Jack turns up at anytime. Would that be okay? Just until I come home?" Sam asked him, the wheels in his mind spinning as he thought of ways to keep them constantly in one another's company.
Kevin nodded. "I guess so...unless I take her back to Mark's again, there's more room there and she was comfortable," he said thoughtfully.
Sam nodded happily. "Whatever you think is best, just take care of her for me, okay?"
"Sure."
Kevin watched Sam leave the room and then he sat back down, his frown deepening. That had to be the most surreal conversation he had ever had, and he didn't want to analyse the intense panic that swamped him when he thought Lenny wasn't okay. What was wrong with him? He shied away from the obvious answer and turned to Lenny with a deep sigh, deciding it was time to wake her up and get her home, before his head exploded with all the strange thoughts running around in it.
A short while later he found himself carrying her indoors, having been unable to bring himself to disturb her sleep at the hospital. Again, he shied away from why he was being so nice to her all of a sudden, and he just got on with it. After depositing her on the bed, he started carefully peeling her clothes from her limp body, intending to leave her in her underwear so she could sleep more comfortably. But the sight of her in her bra and panties made him freeze, and his eyes raked over her body, a groan shuddering through his big chest. The sound finally woke Lenny up and she stared blearily up at the big man, frowning in confusion until she followed his gaze.
Her face suffused with colour and she quickly went to pull the sheet over her body, embarrassed that he was just staring at her in that way. But Kevin moved his hand and stopped her from covering herself, sinking down onto the bed next to her and taking a deep breath. He gently reached out and traced a line down her torso with one fingertip, mesmerised by the enticing curves. "You are so beautiful," he whispered, raising his eyes to hers suddenly.
Lenny gasped at the intensity of his gaze and her eyes dropped to his mouth, wanting it more than she had ever wanted anything in her life. She had been feeling odd around him in the hospital, because he had seemed so distant. But now he was going back to how he had been the night before, and she wanted him to hold her again.
Kevin didn't wait for an invitation, he leaned down across her and took her mouth, his hands moving underneath her to her shoulder blades and pulling her up against his chest, crushing her to him with something akin to desperation. He frowned fiercely as he pried her lips open and thrust his tongue past her teeth, drinking in the sweetness that she exuded and hearing her moan under the onslaught. His brain started to shut down as he fell under the subtle spell she wove over him, and he had just enough sanity left to wonder if he'd be able to stop. He didn't think he could.
Lenny struggled underneath him, but not to get away. She couldn't get herself close enough to his heat and strength, and he seemed to sense it because suddenly he ripped his shirt out of the way and lay squarely on top of her, managing to do it without once removing his lips from hers. She froze when he pulled her legs open and settled himself against her, letting her feel graphically how turned on he was. A gasp left her mouth as he broke off from the kiss, and he leaned down to nuzzle her neck before moving on to the swell of her breasts above her bra. "Beautiful," he murmured, nipping gently at the smooth curve of one breast and nudging the lacy material downwards so he could get at her delicious body. His body hardened even more as he revealed the tiny nipple that was begging for his attention, and he pushed helplessly against her, feeling her shudder underneath him at the newness of it all. Without conscious thought he bent and suckled softly at the hard point, drawing her into the volcanic heat of his mouth and creating a suction that made her whimper. The sounds drove him on, his hips grinding into hers intimately. It wasn't enough, and he gripped her thighs, tilting her up into his body so he could feel her even closer, push insistently right against her. If there hadn't been any material in the way he would have already been inside her, he realised foggily. But still he couldn't stop, didn't want to stop.
Buried deep in his brain was the knowledge that what he was doing was wrong, but his hands weren't listening as they divested them both of their remaining clothes, no protests coming from Lenny as he rolled back on top of her and took her mouth again.
The hair that lightly covered his chest rubbed against her sensitised nipples and she gave a high pitched moan, moving helplessly under his weight as feelings started shooting through her untried body that she had never felt before. Even with what he had already done the night before, this was different. She moved her hands between them and stroked them over his chest, pleased when he pulled back enough so she had more freedom to explore, and she took full advantage. Her nimble fingers ran over the broad expanse and tugged at the hair, scratching at his skin lightly as she became carried away with the tactile experience. Not that he seemed to mind, not if the stain of colour on his face and the noises he made were anything to go by. Only the feel of his arousal rubbing insistently against her made her slow down, and she stopped moving at the strange feeling, unable to help looking down to see what she could feel so clearly.
She gasped loudly as she got her first sight of it, and he smiled shakily as he followed her gaze. "It's...it's..."
"Very ordinary, believe me," he murmured, dropping another kiss on her hot face.
"It won't fit," she said, starting to sound panicked.
Kevin took her mouth again and coaxed a response out of her, making her briefly forget about what was frightening her. When he pulled back he found it hard not to just sink into her, his brain going haywire. "I'll fit you, sweetiepie," he murmured, trying to breathe evenly. "You're soft and supple here," he said, placing his hand over her softness, feeling the muscles in her thighs work as she attempted to close her legs. But his body was in the way and she couldn't do it. "I'll fit," he said again and moved his fingers gently, skimming the heated flesh that had never known another's touch. He looked into her eyes as he lightly brushed her, encountering the moisture of her arousal and using it to slick his fingers. She whimpered at the incredible intimacy, half embarrassed and half abandoned to it all.
The feel of one thick digit pushing slowly inside her made her eyes almost pop out of her head, and she gave a small moan as it started feeling really good. Her eyes met his and she was caught in the hazel depths, unable to look away as he caressed her.
"Tell me what you want, baby," he whispered to her, bending to kiss her again as he continued his sensual assault. He closed his eyes at the feel of her tight heat engulfing his finger, slightly amazed when he got to the intact barrier of her virginity. It was something he had never encountered before, but just knowing he would be the first made him want to take her right then and there.
"I don't....I can't..." she gasped, squirming beneath him as he withdrew the digit and stroked the soft folds until he found and circled the tiny bud that pulsed beneath his fingertip. "Oh my God," she moaned, feeling her body go tight and swollen as he tortured her. "Oh my God!" she said again breathlessly when she felt something else settle against her and looked down to find the thickness of his arousal about to push inside her. It scared her, but he was still moving that maddening fingertip on her most sensitive flesh and she wanted him inside her, her hips naturally shifting upwards in unconscious invitation.
Kevin clenched his jaw hard as he pushed slightly, groaning harshly at the feel of the wet heat that started to take him in. Loud voices were at work in the back of his mind, telling him he was doing something bad, something wrong...but damned if his body was listening to them. He pushed a little harder and felt the head of his shaft slowly spread her open and sink inside, until he hit the barrier and stopped, letting her adjust to what she already had inside her. His eyes drifted closed as he savoured the feeling and he drew his hips back, ready to break through her virginity and get as deep as he could...and that was the moment his conscience hammered at the inside of his skull and made his eyes snap open, his senses coming back in a blast of reality that almost robbed him of breath. "No, goddamn it...no!" he growled, pulling out of her and moving as far away as he could. He ran an unsteady hand through his hair and looked her over, seeing her eyes open and stare back at him in confusion. "I can't do this...dammit, not with you!" he said, frowning in horror at what he had already done. Thank God he hadn't actually taken her innocence, he thought, unable to believe he had lost control like that. "I must be mad," he murmured, leaping off the bed and finding his jeans, stepping quickly into them before rushing out of the room as if the hounds of hell were at his heels.
Lenny lay there dazed and stared at the closed door, wondering what had happened. As her brain started functioning again she found herself shivering and she pulled the covers around her naked body, covering her eyes with her hands. Oh God, he found her disgusting, she thought. There was no other explanation for it. She had just virtually offered herself to him on a platter and he hadn't wanted her. Shame and humiliation swept through her and she buried her face in the pillow, crying quietly into the softness.
****Phew. And yum. Hmm, thinking Kevin needs a kick up the ass, but otherwise....ah hell, he gorgeous! I can't be mean to him!****
