Torn 20
"So did you really take my granddaughter to see your lover instead of her own father?" Angelina had just burped her granddaughter and you inwardly groan as you were hoping for an uneventful visit. You shook your head at being such a fool. She was after all Eric's mom. You had not seen her the past couple of days and you had hoped she had went back to Erudite.
"Eric obviously had better things to do then visit his child." You informed her as you took the half empty bottle of breastmilk off the coffee table.
"If Eric is not with his child he had a damn good reason."
You stopped in your tracks as you picked up her tone towards you. You whipped around and focused on her.
"I don't give a damn what reason it is he should be here for his daughter." Angelina detected the anger in your voice.
"You need to watch your tone young lady."
You slammed the baby bottle on the kitchen counter.
"YOU don't get to tell me what to do. You do understand that it is a privilege that I allow you to see your granddaughter. If you as so much as look at me the wrong way you will not see her again. Go run and tell that to your son." You were heated and you were sick of all things Coulter.
"Eric will never allow that!"
"You want to try me and see?"
Angelina gently placed a sleepy Abigail in her motion seat that Eric had brought her. The seat was a God send as it bounces up and down, swayed back and forth and had many more soothing motion settings for Abigail. Angelina looked you up and down and smiled.
"You know you might just be woman enough for my son." A look of pride displayed on her face. "I will be back later tonight to tuck my granddaughter in."
God when was she going back to Erudite?
"That's fine." You sighed as you saw her out. You sat on the and pulled your daughter's infant seat up to you and gazed down at her beautiful face. Abigail yawn and scrunched her cute face. You found your fingers caressing her cheeks.
"I love you baby girl." You whispered to her as tears of pure joy fell from your cheeks. You loved her so much it ached. You wiped the tears from your cheeks, got up after a few moments on the couch, took Abigail out the seat and went in your room and went to bed as Abigail slept.
Later that evening Jen was drying the last of the dishes after dinner and turned to the front door when she heard the door knob rattle.
What the? She thought as she walked to the front door. Just as she reached the door she saw Eric open the door and casually walk in as if he resided there.
"What are you doing here?" She asked a little pissed that he took it upon himself to just barge into her home. Eric looked over at Jen as if she was the intruder and headed back to your room. You were humming to your daughter as she nursed when Eric strolled into your bedroom. You looked up at Eric and then turned your attention back to your daughter. There was no need to reprimand him for walking in your room without knocking because he would continue to do it no matter if you said something about it or not. Eric stood in front of you as you nursed. You looked up at him again.
"Sit down Eric. I hate it when you hover over me."
You were pleasantly surprised when Eric listened to you and sat on the edge of your bed.
You both sat in silence as you fed your daughter. In the back of your mind you were waiting for him to say something about the conversation you had earlier with his mother. He said nothing as he watched you. She must did not tell him anything because it was not like Eric to let something like that go.
"You need to get your own place." He notified you after a few minutes of silence. You frown as you looked up at him. Since the incident of you taking Abigail to see Four, Eric made a point to stop by every day to see his child. You hope it was not to just upstage Four since he found out Four was visiting his daughter every day. He never stayed more than thirty minutes because he was 'busy at work' as he told you when you asked.
"I can't afford a place on my own Eric."
Eric ignored you.
"You will be moving into the apartment down the hall. The one your parents had stayed in. It's two bedrooms and it's already furnished."
"Eric did you not hear a word I said?"
"Oh I heard you. I just chose to ignore what you said." Eric stood up. "I can't stay I have a mountain of paperwork. You can start gathering your things and start the move tonight. I want you and Abbey in there by the weekend."
"Eric-"
"Don't start with me Y/N. Do as you're told." He scorned as he walked up to you in two steps and rubbed his daughter's hair. "I will stop by tomorrow and I expect you to be packing. Here is the code to the apartment."
Eric handed you a piece of paper. You took it and did not acknowledge what he told you. You watch his retreating back.
"I like it." You told him. Eric stopped in his tracks and looked over his shoulder at you.
"Like what?"
"Abbey. I like it."
Eric stood for a moment looking at you, nodded and left the room.
"Hey baby girl. You hear that? Daddy called you Abbey. It's perfect just like you." You leaned over and kissed your daughter's cheek inhaling her sweet scent.
"He wants you to move out?" Jen asked a little taken back by what you told her.
"Yeah. A few doors down. The apartment by parents stayed in."
"Oh that's not too far. For a second I thought he wanted you to move in with him."
You frowned at her thought.
"God no. We would kill each other. Plus, I'm with Four."
Jen side eyed you.
"Are you really with Four?"
"Why would you ask that Jen?"
"Y/N you know your history with Eric. You have a child with him. I also see how you look at him. You may love Four but you are in love with Eric."
You sat back on the couch flabbergasted as you thought about what she said. She was right….she was right.
"You know I'm right." Jen told you noticing as the realization hit your face.
You laid your head on the back of the couch and outwardly groan in frustration.
"I can't hurt Four again."
"You are hurting him by being with him when you are not in love with him. Let him go so he can find love for himself. You must let him go Y/N. It's not fair to him."
You lowered yourself further on the couch wishing it would swallow you whole. How will Four take it? He has done so much for you. You started to tear up at the thought of hurting Four.
"I don't know if I can do it." You said just before tears fell down your cheek.
"Sweetheart you have too." Jen wanted to hug you but she was feeding her goddaughter milk you had just pumped. "When you tell him do not go running to Eric. Focus on you and your child. Promise me Y/N you will focus on you and Abigail."
You let out a long sigh as you wiped the tears from your cheeks with the back of your hand.
"I promise." You whispered.
"I didn't hear you. Say it louder."
"I promise I will not run to Eric." You stated a little louder.
"Good."
You were surprised by how little of personnel items you owned. All your item including Abbey's clothes sat in the five large bags. Four had already picked up the bassinet, infant seat, crib and stroller to carry over. He did not like the idea of you and Abigail living alone. He especially did not like the fact that you agreed with Eric when he was trying to get you to move in with him or at least to the leader's floor so he can keep an eye on you and his goddaughter. You had no idea when you were going to tell Four that you needed to end your relationship with him. The conversation you desperately needed to have with him weighed heavily on you. As you watch him carry out the last of your items from Jen's apartment you decided you would tell him another day. He was already a little upset with you because of the move and you did not want to make his day worse. Your new apartment was like all the other floor plans on your floor. It was set up just like the apartment you just moved from. You would need to get some décor and brighten the bland design.
"I think that is everything." Four looked around your new apartment and his eyes landed on Abigail squirming in her seat. "On the bright side as Abigail gets older she will have her own room and I'm sure Jen and Charles will like being alone."
You smiled at the thought. "I'm sure she will be happy not hearing Abigail cries all hours of the night."
Four walked up to you and wrapped his arms around your waist.
"I think we need to christen every room. Except Abigail's. What do you think?" Four nuzzled his face in your neck as he pulled you closer to his hard body. You felt his erection and gently pulled from his embrace. The thought of breaking up with him was going to kill you.
"It hasn't been six weeks yet babe." You gave him a strain smile. You felt like shit. Four immediately picked up on your emotions.
"What's wrong?" He asked caressing your cheeks.
You shook your head.
"Something is wrong. Tell me Y/N."
You could not tell him right now.
"It's nothing Four. I'm just going to miss living with my best friend." You effectively lied.
Four pulled you back in his embrace.
"Jen is a few doors down. I'm sure you guys will be spending the night with one another often. You two are inseparable."
You hugged Four tighter as if it was the last time you would actually see or touch him again.
"I love you Y/N." He told you.
Oh God why did he have to tell you that at this very moment.
You squeezed your eyes shut willing the tears not to fall.
"I love you too."
Four kissed you softly and told you he will see you tomorrow. You sighed with relief when he left and your body relaxed. The rest of the day you unpacked and clean the apartment to make sure it was sanitized. It was used as a guest apartment for a long time so there was no telling how many people stayed in the apartment. After a couple of hours you finally were able to sit and rest. It was getting late and you really needed to get ready for bed but you just needed to sit down for a minute. You picked up Abigail and sat on the couch holding her close to your chest as you talked to her watching her face light up with a smile as she heard your voice. Hearing the sound of someone typing in the code outside your door to your apartment you knew it was Eric. Eric walked in and found you on the couch. You looked up as he scrunched his nose.
"It smells like pure bleach in here. Did you pour a whole bottle in here? Jesus, why are you letting Abbey smell the fumes." Eric scorned. Why did he have to go in on you as soon as he walked through the door. As if you were hit by a truck all your emotions rose to the surface and you started to cry. The emotions were a swirl of fear of being a new mom, your pending conversation with Four, the thought of dealing with Eric's mom for the rest of your life, the thought of you and your best friend not living under the same roof, and most of all being in love with a man like Eric. Eric swiftly sat beside you on the couch.
"What is wrong with you?" Irritation laced his voice. You gave Eric a stern gaze, wiped your tears away, and put Abbey in her bassinet as it was time for bed.
"What's wrong Y/N?" he asked again more irritated. He usually could read you like a book but the look on your face was indescribable. He hated not knowing what was wrong with you.
You ignored him and got up from the couch. You pushed Abbey into your bedroom as Eric got up from the couch and followed behind you.
"Will you fuckin talk to me!" He whispered at you harshly as you dug a pair of lounge pants and tank top you just unpacked from one of your dressers. You were about to head to your bathroom when Eric grabbed your upper arm. Something clicked inside you and anger at the father of your child swelled inside you. You dropped the clothes you had in your hand to the floor, balled your right hand into a fist and connected it to his nose. Eric stumbled back more from shock then your actual hit. He grabbed his nose and felt a tickle of blood. He wiped his nose, looked down at the blood on his hand and then looked back up at you. You were expecting anger in his eyes but you found confusion. Eric looked you over and noticed your legs were apart and your body was tensed. You were physically and mentally prepared for him to retaliate. Eric just stood staring at you ignoring the dull ache of his nose as anger began to build inside him. Eric took a deep breath to calm himself down and fought the instinct to grab you by the neck and slam you to the floor. Fresh tears fell from your eyes as you both stood staring at each other.
"Talk to me." Eric pleaded. His face softens as he slowly and cautiously walked up to you. Your body relaxed and as soon as Eric was inches from where you were standing you collapsed in his arms. Eric grabbed you tightly.
"I can't fix it Y/N if you don't tell me what's wrong." Eric lifted up your chin to look into your eyes.
"I'm tired Eric." You finally announced.
"Mentally or physically?" He asked as his fingers twirled one of your lose strains of hair.
"Both." You confessed.
"I know it's a lot being a new mom and your hormones are still all over the place. I can just imagine how hard it's been for you the last few weeks. Just remember Y/N you are a strong woman and you are a great mom." Eric leaned over and kissed your forehead. You sighed and wished he could be like this with you always.
"You are no picnic either." You sniffed pulling out of his embrace.
"I know and I told you what kind of man I was Y/N. I never said it was going to be easy loving me."
You nodded and looked into Eric's beautiful blue eyes. Why did you have to love him so much? You looked at his nose and had to stifle a smile as its redden shade stood in stark contrast from the rest of his face.
"I'll get you some ice for your nose." You started to the kitchen but Eric told you to stop.
"I'll get it. You take a hot bath. I got Abbey." He told you as he took off his vest and threw it on your bed. You quickly sprinted to the bathroom taking full advantage of Eric's offer.
You laid back in the tub as the hot water engulfed you. You felt so much better as you emptied your mind of everything that was nagging at you. Your sense of peace was interrupted when you heard your daughter start to cry. You quickly sat up splashing water on the floor.
"Don't you dare get out that tub. I got her." You heard Eric through the door.
"I pumped earlier there is plenty of milk in the fridge." You shouted so he can hear you.
"I got it already!" He snapped.
You rolled your eyes at his tone as you settled back into the tub. After about thirty more minutes of relaxing you decided to return to reality and get out the tub. You let out the water, dried yourself and threw on your lounge clothes. You found Eric laying on your bed, his boots off, propped up on the million pillows that littered your bed with Abbey fast asleep laying face down on his chest. Your breath caught in your throat as you gazed at two of the most important people in your life. Abbey's legs and arms were stretched out on her father's massive chest and her head was buried in his neck. Eric's right arm was draped protectively over his daughter. His eyes were closed and his breathing was even as you watched his chest rise and fall with Abbey snuggled on top. Your heart swelled as you stood and watched them both for a long moment daring not to disturb them.
"How long do you plan on standing there?" Eric asked as he slowly open his eyes and looked over at you.
"I didn't want to disturb you. Do you want me to take her?" You asked walking up to the bed.
"No I got her. Lie down and get some rest." It was an order rather than a suggestion. You nodded before darting in the hall way to grab a blanket out of the linen closet. Since Eric was still in his clothes he was not under the covers and you wanted him and Abbey to be comfortable. Eric watch you unfold the blanket and cover his feet up to Abbey's back.
"Will you wake me when you leave?" You asked walking over to the other side of the bed. Eric didn't answer you, closed his eyes and sunk further into your pillows. You pulled the covers down on your side and crawled in. You sat up for a moment and looked at Eric and Abbey again. Eric looked so relaxed and peaceful. You leaned over and kissed your daughter's cheek which was hard to get to as she was buried deep under her father's neck. When you lifted up from her soft cheek you found Eric staring at you. His eyes lazily lowered to your lips and you found yourself looking at his inviting lips.
Don't you dare Y/N! No matter how handsome he looks, no matter how good he smells, no matter how your heart feels right now watching him hold the beautiful child you both created together. You will not give in. You were not going to lose the challenge.
You cleared your head and settled on your side of the bed facing him and Abbey. Eric gently lifted Abbey off his chest and placed her in between you and him. He gently placed the blanket over her little body up to her shoulders. You smiled as you patted her little butt. You looked back up at Eric who had turned to his side on the bed to face you and Abbey. His eyes were close and body relaxed. You were happy that he found solace in your apartment. You knew being a Dauntless leader was exhausting. Especially for him as he was the type of man that had to be perfect at everything.
He was a true Dauntless solider giving his all to his faction and to watch him now resting so peacefully in your bed with you and Abbey filled you with pride. You close your eyes and with the sound of Eric's and Abbey's harmonious breathing you fell asleep.
Eric stirred in his sleep as he felt Abbey's little leg kick at his rib. He opened his eyes to find his daughter still asleep but moving around a little. He looked over at you to find you fast asleep. The moonlight peeking through the curtains illuminated your body. A rare smile formed on Eric's lips as he gazed at your mouth which was slightly apart and the faint sound of snoring escaped your lips. Eric reached over and caressed your beautiful face. His fingers traced the outline of your lips and he fought the urge to lean over and kiss and bite your bottom lip. Eric's fingers trailed to your collar bone, shoulders and continued slowly down the side of your body. You had kicked the covers off you and your tank top had ridden up past your stomach almost to your voluptuous breast. As his fingers lightly trailed down your stomach he was amazed at how your body changed with child birth. Yes, he knew a woman's body would change during pregnancy and he had seen it often with Dauntless women but your body somehow filled out in all the right places. You were beautiful before and now you were breathtaking. He wanted to lick and kiss every inch of your skin. Eric's fingers snaked under your lounge pants and softly traced circles on your hip. You let out a soft sigh and softly said his name in your sleep.
"Fuck!" Eric harshly whispered. He wanted you and he wanted you at that very second. Abbey kicked her father's stomach as if knocking some sense into him. Eric looked down at his sleeping daughter and smiled as he leaned over and kissed the top of her head. Eric slowly got up, took off his pants and shirt. He gently crawled back into bed under the covers in just his boxers. Resting his hand on his daughter's back he went back to sleep. Your eyes flew open when you heard your daughter start to cry. You immediately reached for her to have your hand slapped away by Eric. He was still here?
"What time is it?" You asked as you watched him get out of bed. You sharply inhaled when you saw Eric in just black boxers. He looked magnificent as the moon light shined on his muscular body. You felt your core clench as he leaned over and picked up his daughter.
"It's a little after midnight." Eric responded after looking at his tablet on the night stand. "Go back to sleep, I will feed her."
You watch Eric walk out the room holding his daughter in his arms and you racked your brain trying to figure out why he was still at your apartment. After a few moments, you concluded he wanted to be with his daughter. What else could it be? You snuggled back in bed feeling content. You wished he would stay the night more often as it was relief to have someone help you with Abbey throughout the night. Even though Eric knew how to push your buttons it was nice having him around. At the moment, it felt like you three were a true family. You let out a blissful sigh and fell back to sleep.
The next morning Eric shook you awake. You sat up in bed feeling groggy as you looked up at a fully dressed Eric. You looked across the bed and did not see Abbey.
"She's in her bassinet. She's out growing the bassinet. You need to let her start sleeping in her room soon. Didn't he buy her a crib?" You picked up his refusal to say Four's name.
"Yes he did." You crawled out of bed and you notice Eric quickly looked away from you. You looked down at yourself and noticed your tank top had shifted to the side and was exposing a healthy portion of your left breast. You quickly straighten your shirt. You were surprised he didn't take it upon himself to jerk your shirt in place but you could tell he was fighting the urge to touch you.
"I have to get home to shower, change clothes and get to work. I will try to come see you and Abbey later this evening." He informed you looking down at Abbey.
"Ok. We will see you later then." You walked behind Eric to see him out. You felt the dull ache in your heart at the thought of him leaving. Eric stopped short of reaching the door when he heard the sound of someone typing in your code to enter.
"Who else has the code to this place?" He asked in a huff.
Eric received his answer when Four opened the door and walked in. Eric turned around and gave you his signature death stare. Here we go. You thought.
"Why the fuck does he know the code to this apartment?"
"Eric not now." You sighed hoping he would drop it. Eric turned around and glared at Four and Four scowled at Eric.
"We are going to have a talk about this!" Eric snapped looking back at you. Eric pushed past Four and slammed the door on his way out. You tensed up hoping he did not wake Abbey. Not hearing a sound, you relaxed.
"Did he stay overnight?" Four asked with jealousy in his tone.
You looked at Four and decided you needed to tell him now. How will he take it?
"Four we need to talk." You told him as you motioned for him to sit on the couch.
"I don't like the sound of this." Four mumbled as he sat beside you on the couch. You took a deep breath.
"Four you know I love you right?" You started.
"Yes and I love you." Four leaned over and took your hand into his. Four frowned when he saw a single tear roll down your cheek. "You are breaking up with me?"
"I will always love you Four but I need to focus on me and my daughter. I need to be alone."
"You are going to go back to him aren't you." Four's voice started to rise.
Four let go of your hand and you started to cry as you knew you would eventually go back to Eric. You hated you had to hurt Four. He was such a good man to you. You tried to fight your feelings for Eric but you always failed. He had a hold on you and will always have a hold on you.
Tears rolled down Four's cheeks.
"Listen to me Y/N." Four grabbed your chin. "He will never love you like I do. He is incapable of that type of love."
You burst out into more sobs. He was slowly killing you.
"I know Four…..but I love him and I have to try for Abigail. I can't string you around any longer. You deserve happiness."
"YOU make me happy! Abigail makes me happy!"
"Four please. It's for the best." You said in between quiet sobs. You looked at Four as he wiped his cheeks with the back of his hand and gathered himself.
"He will break your heart."
"He probably will." You sighed feeling defeated. The hurt in Four's eyes was indescribable and you could not look at him anymore. You hung your head low to only have Four lift your chin up to look at him.
"I am still Abigail's godfather and if you ever need anything you know where I am."
How could this man be so kind to you right now? You just broke his heart. You nodded in agreement as you could not form any words.
"Can I see my goddaughter?" Four asked getting up from the couch.
"Of course."
Four followed behind you to your bedroom. He gently picked up his sleeping goddaughter kissing her face.
"Were you and Eric together last night?" Four asked trying to hide his jealousy and anger.
"He was here for Abbey. Nothing happen between us. I was serious when I said I am going to focus on me and my daughter."
Four nodded his head and hoped you would do just as you said.
"Abbey? Is that what you are calling her now?" Four sat on your bed as he gently rocked Abbey.
"Eric calls her that and it's become a habit."
Four frowned a little. You decided to let him have time alone with Abbey so you went into the kitchen to make yourself some breakfast.
"Did you want some breakfast?" Four shook his head no not looking up at you.
You had made yourself some turkey bacon, egg whites with a side of grapefruit. You had finish eating and was cleaning your plate when Four appeared in the kitchen.
"Do I need to set up certain times to come visit Abigail?"
You looked up from the sink and your heart sunk even further at the sight of Four. His hurt radiated all over him.
"No Four don't be silly." You dried your hands on a hand towel, walked up to him to only have him take a step back from you. "You are welcome here anytime." You successfully hid the hurt by his action.
Four nodded in agreement and you started to walk up to him again to only have him put his hand up to stop you.
"Please Y/N. Don't come near me right now." His voice dripping with pure pain. You broke his heart.
"Four please." You did not want to leave things the way they were between you two. Like Jen he was your best friend. You did not want to lose him. Without another word to you Four left. Four fought back tears of anguish as he headed straight for Eric's office. He didn't bother to knock and walked right in.
"You must have lost your damn mind." Eric snapped looking up from his papers.
"Eric I am telling you this man to man. Do not break her heart. If you hurt her again I will kill you." Four threaten.
A smirk displayed on Eric's lips as he looked at Four. So you broke up with Four. You were his now and only his. Without waiting for a response Four walked out of Eric's office. If he would have stayed any longer Eric would have said something and as raw as Four felt right now he knew he would try his best and kill him.
You were just about to drift asleep when you heard your front door open.
Ugh.
You heard Eric's heavy footsteps enter your room, stop at Abbey's bassinet and leaned over and kiss his daughter.
"Scoot over." Eric whispered. You sighed and scooted over to give him room to sit down as he cut on the small lamp on your nightstand.
"Were you planning on telling me?" Eric scooted more in your bed pushing you more to the middle.
"Eric you have your outside clothes on."
"Would you prefer me to take them off?" He asked with a wicked smirk on his face. You ignored him.
"Tell you what Eric?"
"That you and Four broke up."
How the hell did he find out?
"Four told me." He answered as if reading your mind.
"It had nothing to do with you. I need to focus on me and Abbey."
A smile of triumph displayed on his lips.
"You sure it had nothing to do with me. Because I think it had everything to do with me."
He was so damn full of himself.
"What's that?" You asked ignoring his comment. Eric held up a pink stuffed teddy bear.
"Mom had to head back to Erudite and she left this for Abbey." Eric got up and sat the bear on your bookcase across from your bed.
Thank God she was gone.
"Tell her thank you…..what are you doing?" You asked as Eric sat on the edge of the bed and took off his shoes, socks, vest, and his shirt. Eric stood up and pulled off his pants and he looked splendid as ever.
"I'm going to stay the night. There is a lot going on at work so I might not be here as often as I like."
"You can sleep on the couch or in the bed in Abbey's nursery." You told him.
Eric scoffed as he pulled the sheets back and crawled in your bed. You turned your back to him and scooted as far as you could from him almost falling off the bed.
"Come here." You heard him say behind you.
"I'm fine right here."
"Quit being silly Y/N. You are going to fall off the bed." You felt Eric's hand around your waist pulling you to him. You kept your back against him as he tightens his grip around your waist. You knew you were wrong in having Eric in your bed when you just broke up with Four and you vowed independence of both men but you could not will your body from him if you tried. As long as you didn't sleep with him you would be fine. Baby steps.
You woke up in the middle of the night to find yourself intertwined with Eric's muscular body. He held you tight against his body, your head cuddled under his neck, your left leg was draped over his legs and your left arm was comfortable laying across his chest. He felt so damn good and you did not want to move from his warm body but you knew if you stayed in this position he would be inside you before morning. You promised yourself you would give yourself space. You almost chuckled as this was definitely not space.
You started to untangle yourself from him and he pulled you closer.
"Where are you going? Abbey's sleep." He asked his voice thick with sleep.
"I have to go to the bathroom." You lied. Eric did not move and actually put his hand on your back under your tank top. He softly caressed your soft skin.
"Don't lie to me." He whispered as his hand continued caressing your back. "Just let me hold you. Don't worry I'm not going to try anything unless you ask me too."
"You promise?" You asked fighting the urge to lick and kiss his tattoos on his neck.
"Go back to sleep." He told you not answering your question. Eric continued to caress your back and you fell back to sleep in his arms.
Five Weeks Later
You and Abbey had fell into a nice routine and you were a little depressed that you would be returning to work in a couple of weeks. Eric had taken it upon himself to start the quest to find a nanny for Abbey. He was there for each interview and you held back the urge to knock the shit out of him. Each nanny that he picked was hotter than the next. Even though you two were not together and were co-parenting you did not need another Raven or Mandy in your life. Your mom came to the rescue and decided to move to Dauntless in an apartment across the hall to watch Abbey. Eric was furious that you chose your mom when his mom could have watched Abbey. You knew damn well Angelina was not going to give up her career at Erudite to be a nanny even if it was for her grandchild.
Four visited often and you felt the awkwardness between you two but that did not stop him from enjoying his goddaughter. Eric visited when he could but you could tell his mind was on work and he made you feel on edge when he was around. You had finally moved Abbey into her nursery. Even though Eric did not visit often during the day you found him asleep in the full-size bed in Abbey's room during early morning feedings. He was so exhausted he never stirred from his sleep. When you woke up in the morning and went to Abbey's room he was always gone, the bed made perfectly as if he was never there.
When you did see him at a decent hour you tried to inquire what was going on but he would not tell you anything. Jen was no help as she did not have the security clearance and Four just told you everything was fine. You didn't feel everything was fine. Your gut told you differently.
"Shit!" You muttered to yourself as the milk you just pumped spilled on the kitchen floor due to your clumsy hands. You listened to the baby monitor on the counter and satisfied you did not hear a peep out of Abigail, you grabbed a roll of paper towels and got on your hands and knees and started to wipe up the mess. You didn't bother to look back when you heard the sound of someone typing on your outside keypad, the doors locks whirred open and then the door shuts.
"What are you doing?" You heard the irritation in Eric's voice. You stop scrubbing and looked back at him over your shoulder.
"I'm cleaning up some milk I spilled." You were about to say a sarcastic comment when the look on his face stopped you. "What's wrong?" You exhaled as you got up off the floor. Eric shook his head at you not answering your question.
"What the hell do you have on?" You looked down at what you were wearing. You didn't see the problem with it. He has seen you in tank tops and boy shorts before.
"Shorts and a shirt Eric…why?" You asked cocking your head to the side trying to figure out what mood he was in now.
"Change your clothes." Eric ordered.
"Change into what? You have seen me in shorts and t-shirts before. Why are you acting brand new?" What the hell was up his ass now?
"Those shorts are too short and the shirt too tight." Even though Eric's voice was in a sharp tone you could pick up the desire. You fought back a smile as you realize you could easily win the challenge if you wanted. Just by the way he was looking at you fighting his desire for you was obvious as his body was more rigid than usual, his jaw clenched and his hands were in tight fists by his side. When you put on the shorts and shirt you knew they were a little snug but you didn't think anything of it. You would eventually lose some weight.
"This is my home Eric and I can wear what I like." You started to get back on your knees to finish cleaning when Eric grabbed your arm.
"I got you this place. I paid for this place." He told you firmly not taking his eyes away from your chest.
"Oh….ok." You snatched your arm away and walked to your bedroom with Eric following behind you.
"What the hell are you doing?" He snapped as he saw you pull out your suitcases.
"I'm packing and going back to Jen's." You informed him as you opened one of your dresser drawers and started stuffing one of the suitcases that sat open on the floor.
"Charles is living with Jen now and why would you move back?"
"I will not have you telling me what to do. I don't give a rat's ass if you did buy this place." You tried to keep your voice low as Abbey was sleeping in the next room but as usual Eric knew how to get under your skin.
"Stop packing." Eric grabbed your arm again and you pushed your voluptuous body up against him. You heard a faint sharp intake of breath.
"Are you going to stop telling me what to do?" You looked up at his handsome face. Eric tighten his jaw as he looked down at you.
"I can't promise something like that." He answered honestly.
"Will you try?" You pushed yourself closer to him and looked up at him innocently. Maybe you will tease him just a little. A small wicked smile slowly formed on Eric's lips.
"Y/N are you trying to turn me on so you can win the challenge?" Eric's hand slowly slid inside your boy shorts.
"You are already turned on Eric. It's written all…oh God" the last came out in a moan as his fingers found your clit.
"Two can play that game you know….and I will win." He leaned over whispering in your ear, wrapping his arm around your waist just before taking an earlobe in his mouth and biting it.
"Tell me you want me." He told you as he rained kisses down your neck and his fingers slowly circled your clit and pulled on your piercing. You bit your lip to keep from telling him that you indeed wanted him and you missed him but you were not going to give in. How did he so quickly switched this around on you? You were trying to seduce him to get him to give in. "All you have to do is beg for me and my tongue will replace my fingers and I will make you come harder than I have ever made you come before."
"Fuck Eric! You are not playing fair." You whined. Damn him.
Eric's fingers continued their assault inside your wet folds.
"Who said anything about ever playing fair. You should have known better Y/N." Eric told you before his lips came crashing down on yours as he pulled you tighter against his hard body. You instantly opened your mouth to him. God you missed him. You moaned in his mouth as his fingers sought your clit again. You began to feel the pressure build up inside you.
"Tell me you want me." He whispered against your lips. "Tell me you want me inside you. It's been six weeks. I can fuck you right here and now."
You were so close to asking for him when the conversation with Jen came to mind. You were not to run to Eric when you broke things off with Four. You were determined to become stronger and independent of both men and focus on your child. You pushed the tingle of your rising orgasm down, grabbed Eric's forearm and pulled his fingers out of you.
"Stop." You told him sternly. A look of confusion displayed on Eric's handsome face for a split second before returning to its usual stone cold appearance.
"Suit yourself." He let you go, shrugged his shoulders and then went into your bathroom to wash your juices off his fingers. He dared not lick his fingers to taste your juices because he knew if he tasted your essence he would lose control and be inside you in a matter of seconds. He would have begged for you just like you predicted and he never begged for anything. Eric vigorously washed his hands a little more than necessary. As the hot water ran over his hands he realized he was angry at you for stopping him. He was angry at himself for wanting more than anything to go back to you and tell you he needed and wanted you with every fiber of his being and it pissed him off you had that pull on him even more so then before. The sound of his daughter whimpers reached his ears, Eric quickly shut off the water, dried his hands on your hand towel and entered back into the room to find you sitting on the edge of the bed nursing Abbey. You looked splendid as usual whenever you nursed his daughter. The aura around you was such a pull he constantly fought at it. You looked up at him and gave him one of your heart stopping smiles.
"Do you want to burp her when I'm done?"
"Yes." Eric sat beside you on your bed and caressed his daughter's legs and feet.
"It amazes me how she has your beautiful blue eyes." You told him looking over at him still with a beautiful smile. If Eric did not know any better he would think you were still trying to seduce him. He looked in your eyes for a brief moment and went back to studying his daughter's little feet not responding to what you just told him. You both sat in silence as Abbey fed. You stole glances at Eric and his eyes were on his child each time you looked at him. You knew he was struggling. You knew he wanted you and it pissed him off when you told him to stop. You had to have been the first woman in history to have said no to Eric especially when he had you so close to an intense orgasm your body literally craved for and needed so badly. You looked at Eric again.
"You know you lost the challenge." You told him. Eric's head snapped up.
"What?"
"You lost the challenge. You said you would not touch me unless I asked or begged you and I did neither."
Realization hit Eric's face as he realized you were right. He stared at you a long moment before he spoke again.
"The rules have changed." He told you.
"What? You can't do that!"
"I can and I am. You have to tell me you want me like you were so close to doing earlier. No begging, no asking, just tell me you want me. I know you do. I can smell how aroused you are. So it is only a matter of time." A cocky smirk displayed on Eric's lips.
"You are so full of shit." You told him as you handed him a blanket for his shoulder. Eric said nothing as he lifted his daughter where her chin was on his shoulder and he softly patted her back. You fixed your breast back in place and took the moment to go to the bathroom to wipe yourself. Eric had you wet and you were surprised your juices did not seep through your shorts. After wiping yourself you noticed your panties were soaked and you could not put them back on. So you took off your panties and threw them in the dirty laundry basket you had in the bathroom. You pulled your boy shorts back on and with as much poise as you could you went to your underwear drawer and pulled out a new pair. You made the mistake of looking back at Eric and he had a cocky smirk on his face as he watched you.
"Had to change panties huh?"
"I hate you." You snapped heading back into the bathroom.
"Your pussy says otherwise." He called to you as you shut the bathroom door a little too hard.
When you return into the room Eric was walking around in circles holding his daughter talking smoothly to her. You felt your heart was going to burst. Would you ever get use to the hardcore dauntless leader loving on his daughter?
"I have to get back." He told you handing Abbey to you. Your heart sunk a little. "You got everything squared away down there?" he asked looking down at your groin.
You sucked your teeth and rolled your eyes at him.
"Will you be back later?" You asked hopefully.
"I'm not sure. I will try though." Eric leaned over and kissed his daughter's chubby cheeks. He looked up at you, leaned in and gently kissed your lips and again you could not help but open your mouth to him. You both devoured each other's mouth for a few moments before Eric pulled away.
"See, it's only a matter of time." He kissed your forehead and left the room.
Eric clasped his hands under his chin as his elbows sat on the table. The leader before him was boring him. He needed to listen as what he was telling him about the movements of the factionless was important. Eric slightly jerked when he inhaled your scent from his fingers. He instantly became hard and it had become a challenge to focus on what the young leader was telling him. He washed his hands earlier. Was your intoxicating scent that potent? Fuck! The hard on in his pants started to become uncomfortable as he thought of how sensational your pussy felt around his fingers. Eric started to fiddle with a pen to keep his hands from his nose and as soon as the leader left he went into the bathroom in his office to wash his hands. He turned on the water but could not help sniffing your scent again. He closed his eyes and deeply inhaled his fingers. His cock jerked and he fought hard at the urge to head back to your apartment. Eric pumped a healthy amount of soap in the palm of his hand and washed his hands. He dried his hands and sniffed his fingers again.
Fuck!
Your scent was still on his fingers. It was faint but it was still there. He would just have to keep his fingers from his nose. Eric sat back at his desk and looked over at his tablet which displayed the image of your bedroom. You didn't know the teddy bear he gave you was a camera with sound. He needed to keep an eye on you to make sure Four did not end up back in your bed and he wanted to make sure you and his daughter was safe. He needed to figure out how he could put more cameras up around your apartment. You were not in your room and he wondered where you were. He lifted his fingers to his nose again. He could resist inhaling your scent but he decided he didn't want to fight it. He wanted to smell your essence, even though it was driving him crazy and that is exactly what happen all day Eric was on edge with the need and desire for you. He took his frustrations out on anyone who crossed his path. He even put the initiates through hell more so than usual. He had to figure out a way for you to tell him you wanted him, because he did not know how much longer he could hold out from being with you.