Steph was currently passed out in the back seat of the SUV we borrowed for the trip. I was driving and Chase was sitting shotgun. I'd been driving for six hours and my ass was numb, so I pulled over at a rest area. Chase and I stepped out to stretch our legs and I need to hit the john.
"Stay here so if she wakes up, she won't be scared. I'll be back and then you can go."
He nodded and leaned against the SUV. As I headed to the building, I prayed that my pop was okay. Martin had called and told me that Malcom was with mom at the hospital waiting on word from the doctors. Pop had a heart attack and no one was sure how serious it was. Chase, Steph, and I were on the way to Asheville, North Carolina to see him. Guess it was time for my wife to be introduced to my family. I just hope it doesn't scare her off.
I was reminded just how amazing my wife is when I told her of my pops heart attack. I was planning on just Chase and I going, but she said she wanted to be there for the two of us, and if allowed, for the rest of the family. She didn't care that she had no clue who these people were, she just wanted to do what she could.
Once the bladder was empty, I popped some money in the vending machines for some snacks. Two Kit-Kats, two 3-Musketeers, and two Code Red's later, I was heading back to the SUV. I'll never tell anyone at RangeMan, but Code Red and 3-Musketeers are my weaknesses. Chase prefers a Kit-Kat, but I can't fault him for that. He just has zero taste.
Reaching the SUV, I noticed my wife is standing next to Chase and looking sexy as hell with shorts and tank-top on. Makes me wish we could just get a hotel for the night, but we agreed that we'd drive straight through. Nodding at Chase, he runs for the building. Guess he needed to drain the snake as well.
"Where are we?" Steph asked as she curled into my side.
Kissing the top of her head, I replied, "Just outside Roanoke, Virginia. We still have about four to four-and-a-half hours to go."
"How are you doing? Any news while I was sleeping?"
"No, nothing yet. I'm getting tired and my ass is, or was, numb. I think I'll have Chase drive the rest of the way."
Her hand slid down my back and landed on my ass. "Need me to massage it?" she questioned with a twinkle in her eye.
"Don't start what you're not willing to finish in front of my brother," I teased her. I felt her squeeze my ass and laugh.
"If I were into putting on a show, I'd have no problem. However, I'd like to keep that part of our life private."
I leaned down and captured her lips with mine, "So would I, but I also want you right now."
When her hand skimmed the front of my jeans and she squeezed my dick, I was ready to throw her in the back of SUV and have my way with her. But, my brother had other plans. "Come on you two. Get your asses in the car before you strip each other out here in the parking lot!"
"Hey, no one would know. It's empty and dark," Steph replied and shocked the hell out of me. I was game for it, but I highly doubt she'd really follow through. Hmm, maybe I could break the rearview mirror off the windshield. Nah, she'd still not go for that. Fuck. We need to make it there soon.
Steph said she needed to hit the restroom, so I walked her up to the building. Yes, she could have walked up there herself, but it was two in the morning and were in a strange town at a rest-area. I'm not going to allow anything happen to my wife while I'm around.
When she was finished, I headed to the money makers, I mean vending machine, again. "Want anything?" I asked her.
She perused the selection and decided on a coke and Hershey's Bar. Walking back to the SUV, she stopped and turned to me. "Am I going to be in the way?"
"Honey, you are never in the way. Where did that come from?"
"I just realized that I didn't ask if it was okay if I came with. I just told you I was going to help out if I could." She looked down at the ground and I was shocked.
"Steph, you never have to ask if you can come with me to see my family. You are a part of my family. You are more than welcome to come with me. I'm glad you are going with me. While I'm not glad about the circumstances, I'm thrilled that you will be meeting my family. They will love you; don't worry."
Leaning up, she gave me a kiss. While she tried to keep it a simple kiss, I couldn't. I had to deepen it and explore her mouth with my tongue. Just as my hand reached up under her tank top, I heard the horn on the SUV beep. Damn fucking impatient brother. Can't he see I was in the middle of something?
Steph stepped back and smiled, "Soon, Matthew. I promise."
Not soon enough, I mumbled under my breath as I led us back to the SUV. Steph climbed in the back and slid across the seat. I was torn about where to sit. I knew I wanted to sit in the back with my wife, but would we be able to keep our hands to ourselves? Fuck it. If Chase can't handle it, it's his problem. I can't think of how many times I had to sit and listen to him and his date of the night make out in the back of the car when we were younger. Paybacks are a bitch!
Hopping in the back, I shut the door and pulled Steph to me. I saw Chase look in the mirror and frown. Too bad, fucker. It's my wife and I plan on sitting with her. I leaned down and kissed her head as she melted into my side. Opening the wrapper on her candy bar, I watched as she broke a piece off and slowly slid it into her mouth. Her eyes closed as the chocolate landed on her tongue and I heard her moan. Chase must have heard it as well because his eyes flicked to the mirror once again.
Hearing her moan woke the soldier once again and he began knocking at the zipper. He wanted to be that piece of chocolate just sitting on her tongue. He wanted to be what was sliding down the back of her throat and giving her so much pleasure. Damnit! Why the fuck did we have to drive with my brother? Maybe I can just kick him out of the SUV and let him walk a few miles. That would give me time with my wife. Nah, not enough time. There will never be enough time with her.
As she took another bite, she stared in my eyes and I swear to God she was trying to kill me slowly. This time when she placed the tiny square of chocolate on her tongue, not only did she close her eyes and moan, she also ran her fingers over my soldier and made him begin thumping on the zipper. He wanted out to play and he wanted out NOW!
It was my turn to moan when she squeezed my cock through my jeans. My hips pushed up towards her hand wanting more of her touch. Chase laughed and informed us, "If you two don't stop making those damn noises, I'm going to pull over, grab some popcorn, and watch."
The rest of the trip was made in complete silence. It was torture, but my soldier finally stood down for the remainder of the ride.
We pulled into the hospital parking lot and Chase cut the engine. I woke Steph up and told her we were there and waited for her to wake up. After stretching our legs, the three of us walked in and up to the cardiac unit. I saw Malcolm and Martin standing by the window. I looked but didn't see Mom.
Stephanie glanced to the windows, looked at me, back to the window, and smiled. "I can see you two are twins, but I doubt I'd ever have a problem telling you two apart." Usually people have to ask us which one we are.
Leaning down, I kissed her and rested my chin on her head. I just needed a moment to center myself before dealing with my bothers. Looking up, I knew when Martin spotted us. He came over, slapped me and Chase on our backs, and asked, "Who's the lady?"
"Martin, I'd like you to meet my wife, Stephanie. Steph, this is Martin." His chin about hit the floor. Guess Mom and Chase didn't tell the rest of the family. I was surprised.
Malcolm finally joined us and he looked like shit. After I introduced him to Steph, we all sat down in the chairs. "Any news?"
Malcolm and Martin shook their heads as Malcolm replied, "Mom's in there with him right now. It's not good. The doctor said something about a twenty-percent chance, but I didn't hear what exactly he was talking about.
We talked for a little bit before I saw my mother step from behind the double doors. She was slowly walking and looking at the floor, but when she looked up and saw Chase and myself, she quickened her steps. "My sons. You are all here now."
I grabbed her in a hug and knew the moment she began crying. I held her tighter and let her get it all out. I knew she'd not break down in pop's room, so this was the least I could do for her. After she was done crying, she looked up at me and smiled, "Where is my daughter-in-law? I'd love to meet her. Please tell me you brought her with."
"I did, Mom," I told her and I looked around the room. Only, I didn't see my wife. She was gone and the panic set in. When did she leave? Why did she leave? Where did she go? Did she tell anyone she was going? How the hell did I lose my wife in a fucking hospital?
I was about to run out the door and search the hospital when I saw her burst through the elevator doors carrying a cup holder and six cups of coffee. My heart began beating again, but my adrenaline was still sky high. Walking over to the elevator, I took the carrier and sat it down on the table before crushing Stephanie to me, "Don't do that again, please," I begged.
"Do what, Matthew?" she asked with concern.
"I'm sorry, Honey. I just got worried when I looked to introduce you to mom and you weren't here."
"I went to get coffee for everyone and give you guys a few moments alone with her. I told Chase where I was going," she explained.
"Matthew? Is this your wife?" I heard my mother ask from behind me.
Turning around, I brought Stephanie in front of me and wrapped my arms around her from behind. Resting my chin on her head, I smiled at my mom, "Yes, Mom. This is Stephanie, my wife. Steph, this is my mother, Martha."
Mom and Steph shook hands and my mother refused to let go, "It is a pleasure to meet you. I'm so happy to have a daughter-in-law and someone who makes Matthew happy."
"Trust me, he makes me pretty happy as well," Steph replied.
We all sat down in the chairs and I listened as my wife interacted with my family. I couldn't help but beam with pride at the fact that they all seemed to get along and yet, I wished my pop was out here with us. I knew he'd love her as much as the rest of the family. Hopefully, one day, he'll get to meet her.