A Fresh Start
Chapter One Hundred Thirty Nine
William opens the door for Ava when they get back to Company. They had spent most of the day with Jeffrey and Sam, leaving about an hour before. Closing the door, he walks over to the couch as Ava goes into the bathroom. She comes out about five minutes later, walking over to the couch she sits down beside him as he asks. "Are you tired?"
"May a little bit but I enjoyed being over there."
"I know. Jeffrey plays really well."
"It was nice to hear about Sam's past. She hasn't talked that much about herself and it doesn't sound like she had a happy childhood.
"No, it doesn't."
She looks at him and then asks. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, why?"
"Because you seem a little withdrawn and you don't seem to have much to say."
"I'm just tired. Someone hand me up in the wee hours of the morning to get ice cream."
"You enjoyed it too."
"Yes, I did." He says, smiling.
"Do you want to have some more "ice cream"?"
"I'm all ice creamed out."
"I wasn't actually talking about ice cream."
"You mean the other kind of "ice cream"."
"Yes."
"I could do that." He says, as she moves over to him.
"Did you have something particular in mind?" She asks, watching him.
"Maybe." He says, reaching for her.
"What?"
"I have a lot of things in mind." He says. "But specifically," He leans over kissing her.
Reaching up, he lays his hand on the side of her neck. Laying her hand on his chest she sighs softly, Wrapping his arm around her waist, he pulls her to him. She moves onto his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck.
After a few moments, she sits back, watching him. He looks up and she realizes what Sam was saying. She didn't want to face the world without him beside her. Reaching for his shirt, she pulls it up and sitting up he reaches to help her. Moving back, he watches as she moves off his lap. She turns to him straddling him, lining in to kiss him softly.
Reaching up, he lays his hand on her waist. Pulling her to him he deepens the kiss, slipping his tongue inside to play with hers. She moves closer and he sucks in a deep breath. She pulls back, looking down. She watches soft embers of desire, flare to warm flames, fading his eyes to a pale green. "I love that look." She says, reaching to gently caress his face.
"What look?"
"The look in your eyes when you want me." She says, leaning in to kiss his eyes.
He leans up to deepen the kiss. Slipping his hands under her shirt he lays them against her stomach, cradling the baby growing inside, he leaves them there for a few moments before he begins pushing her shirt up. Moving back, she reaches for the shirt and pulls it over her head. Tossing it to the floor, she sits there watching as he slowly looks her over.
Laying her hands on his chest, she moves them down softly scratching him. He looks up, smiling as he shivers slightly. Reaching for her, he softly kisses her neck, moving up to her ear, gently nibbling on her earlobe as he reaches around and unfastens her bra.
Lifting her hand from his waist, she lets the bra fall between them as she leans against him, closing her eyes, soaking up the heat radiating from him. She wants him so much to tell him how she feel, but she's afraid. "Are you okay?" He asks, slowly moving his hands down her body.
"I'm fine." She says, laying her head on his chest.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes." She says, sitting up.
Reaching for his belt, she unfastens it, pulling it free as she reaches to unbutton his jeans. He lays his head back, closing his eyes, closing his eyes he waits to see what she will do. Leaning forward, she kisses him, moving down his neck to his chest, slowly licking him as she moves down his body, loving the taste of him on her lips. She moves down to his nipples, playing with them until they are hard. She moves on, gently kissing his stomach. She stops, moving off his lap, she kneels in front of him.
He reaches for her. Taking his hand, she softly kisses the palm of his hand as she looks up. Leaning forward, he kisses her, reaching to run his fingers through her hair. After a few moments, he sits back and she follows him. Wrapping his arms around her, groaning softly when her body touches his.
She breaks the kiss after a few minutes, kissing the side of his neck. She slowly moves along, kissing him. She stops to play with his nipples for a few moments before she moves on, gently kissing his lower chest and upper stomach until she reaches his navel.
Kissing it softly, she dips her tongue inside. She feels him jump, groaning softly. After a few seconds, he reaches for her, trying to move her away but she refuses to go, running her tongue over his navel. "Ava!" He groans, shifting his hips as she looks up.
She sees the desperation in his eyes. Sitting up, she reaches for the zipper on his jeans, pulling it down, being careful not to hurt him as he sighs softly, feeling the pressure building inside ease a little bit. She leans in again, kissing his lower stomach. When he feels her kiss, he feels desire instantly explode through him, raising his need for release and he shifts his hips again. She knows what he wants, but she decides to make him wait.
Pulling away from him, she stands up. Reaching for the button on her jeans, she unbuttons it, reaching for the zipper she pulls it down while he watches her. Watching as she pushes everything down. He takes a deep breathe as she stands up. Slowly moving his eyes up her body, admiring the curves of her body, the soft flare of her hips, the flatness of her stomach and the anticipation of see her grow as their baby grows inside her. He moves up to her breast, loving the way they seem to reach for him. Imagining their child in her arms, suckling at her breast, fires a startling wave of desire. He lifts his hand to her.
Leaning over, bracing her hands on either side of him, she kisses him. She read every thought that passed through his mind as he looked at her. Reaching up, he lays his hands on her sides. Slowly moving them up, he cups her breasts, gently squeezing them, playing with her nipples. He pulls away, moving down her neck, kissing her. He moves to her breast, taking it into his mouth, he plays with her nipple, licking it softly. She lays her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes. Releasing her right breast, he wraps his arm around her waist, pulling her to him and she doesn't resist.
Sinking against him, she kneels over him as he wraps his arms around her, holding her to him while he moves from one breast to the other, playing and manipulating them until he feels her shiver. Releasing her, he looks up and watching the look of satisfaction fill her eyes. She looks down, loving the look of male pride in his eyes. "I need you." He whispers, as he releases her.
She moves off him as he lifts his hips, pushing his jeans and boxers down as she reaches to help him, finally freeing him from them. She straddles him, reaching down she closes her hand around him, gently rubbing his erection for a few moments until she notices his hands clinching the cushions as he fights for control. Taking him, she slowly guides him inside her, savoring the feel of their bodies, connecting. When he's completely inside, she leans in. Kissing him, she moves against him.
"Ava!" He groans, his hand falling to her waist.
She lays her head on his shoulder, slowly moving back and forth. He wraps his arms around her, holding her tightly. He tries to get her go faster, but she leans back, stopping. "Sweet…don't do that." He gasps, closing his eyes
She stays there for a few more seconds and then she begins again, moving her hips against his, but this time she's moving them faster. He reaches for her with one hand, still holding her tightly as he slips the other hand between her legs. He smiles when he feels her jumps. Playing with her desire, as she slides back and forth against him "William!" she moans, starting to close her eyes.
"No, look at me." He whispers.
Opening her eyes and looking down, seeing hot flames of desire smoldering in his pale green eyes. She moves faster as he lifts his hips, hitting the hidden desire inside her. He feels her body clinch and he does it again and again. She moans each time with each caress until it's almost one solid cry.
They both know the instant her release rushes through her. Wrapping his arms around her, he turns lying her down he kneels between her legs and begins to thrust. The friction of him moving inside her and power of her release still moving over him breaks his control, hot waves of release surges through him, filling her with every ounce of passion surging through him. She arches her back, another wave of release flutters through her, caressing him as she opens her arms and he collapses on top of her, gasping for breath. Turning her head, she kisses the side of his neck while they both struggle to get control again.
Jeffrey is sitting on the couch when Sam comes downstairs. He's playing a song that she doesn't recognize. Walking over to him, she stands beside him for a few seconds. When he looks up, he stares for a few seconds. Taking a deep breath he puts the guitar down as he asks. "What's this?"
"I'm making up for this morning." She replies, as he slowly takes in the pink lace bra and panties that she's wearing.
"Making up for this morning, I don't understand."
"I was a little bit mean to you about the women…" He starts to say something but she lays a finger across his lips as she sits down on his lap. "I was mean. I want our little boy to be like you and judging you because you were hurting and alone was wrong." She says wrapping her arms around his neck.
He leans in to kiss her for a few moments before he sits back. "You don't have to make up for anything. You were hurting as much or more than I was because you were alive but you couldn't tell me and you had to live with knowing that I was trying to move on without you. I understand what you were saying this morning and I wasn't hurt by what you said."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes." He says, brushing her air back. "Is this the surprise you got in Niagara?"
"Yes."
"I thought you were saving this for a special occasion."
"This is a special occasion. You don't like it."
"Of course, I like it." He says, looking down at the bra and panties again.
"Good, do you want some ice cream?"
"You're stuck on the ice cream."
"It's good, so do you want some?"
"That's fine." He says, helping her up. She starts for the kitchen, but he reaches to stop her. "Sit down, I'll get it." She sits down as he goes to the kitchen.
He returns a few minutes later with two bowels of ice cream. Sitting down beside her, he hands hers to her and then begins to eat. After a few moments, he notices that she's not eating. "What's wrong?" He asks, looking at her.
"You forgot them."
"I forgot what?"
"You forgot the pickles." She says, looking at him.
"Sam."
"I want some pickles."
"Sam, that's disgusting."
"Please."
"Sam." He says, looking at her. After a few seconds, he reaches to put his bowl down and as he starts to get up, she starts to laugh and he looks t her.
"I'm joking." She says, taking some of her ice cream.
"Oh, you're going to pay for that." He says, as she continues to laugh.
"I had to do it." She says, swallowing the ice cream as he looks at her smiling.
After a few minutes, he says. "Let me see that." Taking her ice cream, he puts it on the table as he moves over to her.
"What are you doing?" She asks, as he leans in.
"You're a bit of a distraction dressed like that."
"I could go change." She says, as he pulls his t-shirt up.
"No." He says, tossing the shirt to the floor.
"The ice cream will melt."
"I'm not worried about the ice cream. I'll get you some more." He says, leaning in to kiss her.
She reaches up, wrapping her arms around his neck, sighing softly when he lays her back. After a few minutes, he moves over to her neck, kissing her as he moves up to her ear, knowing it drives her insane when he plays with her ear. Laying her hands on his shoulders, she closes her eyes, focused solely on him as he nibbles on her ear. Sweet desire flows through her. After a few seconds, she pulls away, turning her head, she kisses him, wrapping her arms around him tighter.
He looks at her, smiling as he says, "You're not worried about the ice cream."
"What ice cream?" She replies, reaching up and pulling him down to her.
Kissing him, she slowly moves her hand down his back. He leans in, kissing the side of her neck. He slowly moves down, nibbling and kissing the side of her neck, moving down to her pulse. Moving her hand up his back, she buries her hands in his hair, holding him against her. He takes a deep breath, and catches the faint scent of oranges. He loves everything about her but her smell is intoxicating to him. He softly kisses the valley between her breasts before he leans back looking up. She smiles, leaning up to kiss him. He lies down beside her.
Laying his hand on her waist, he slowly moves his hand up. She reaches for him, laying her hand on his neck, moving it down, caressing him as he reaches for her breast, cupping her, moving his thumb up and over her nipple. "J!" She sighs, closing her eyes as she sucks in a deep breath.
He leans over to kiss her again. Moving away before she can deepen the kiss. Kissing the side of her neck, moving quickly he continues to move his thumb over her nipple. He stops again to gently kiss the valley between her breasts. Hovering over her, his breath feels hot against the coolness of her skin.
She reaches for his waist, unbuttoning his jeans, before she reaches for his zipper, making sure that he feels her hand brushing against his erection. He sucks in a deep breath as he closes his eyes, releasing the breath in a slow whoosh, pulling the zipper down, as he takes her breast into his mouth, gently caressing her through the bra. "Jeffrey!" She moans, arching her back, her thigh brushes up against his erection as she moves close to him.
He pulls away, breathing against the wet lace, the coolness hardening her nipple even more. Reaching for him, she buries her fingers in his hair, pulling him down to her. He moves to his side, bringing her with him as he reaches around, unfastening her bra. He moves to her other breast, caressing her through the material as she shrugs out of her bra. Reaching up, she pulls it off, tossing it to the floor, as he reaches for her breast, playing her nipples. He pulls her to him. She moves against him, laying her leg across his. Releasing her, he gets up, pushing his jeans and boxers down as she sits up. Standing up, she moves in, taking him into her mouth. "Beca!" He groans, clinching his fists.
Hot staggering waves of desire rushes over him. He begins to thrusts as she swirls her tongue over his erection, playing and caressing him. She feels him jump as she runs her tongue over the tip of him. After several moments, he pulls away and she tries to hold onto him, following him until he lifts her chin.
Looking up, she sees the need burning in his eyes. Lying back, she watches as he reaches for the panties, pulling them down as she arches her hips. Opening her body to him, she holds her arms out to him. Lying down, he kisses her as he moves into position, connecting their bodies as deeply as two people can be connected.
Slowly he begins to thrust. She sucks in a deep breath, releasing it in a low moan she wraps her arms around him, pulling him to her, holding on tightly. Leaning up on his elbows, he looks down, watching her as his pace increases. She begins to move with him, rolling her hips as he pressing in closer, building the desire in both of them. Before long he knows she's about to go over the edge. Bring his head down he kisses her as he continues to thrust, swallowing her moans desperate desire.
"Oh, yes, yes yes!" She whines, feeling the first wave of her release break over them. "J!" She cries, arching her back when the strongest wave crashes over her, squeezing him tightly
He holds his control the whole time, watching her as she swept away. While he feels her begins to relax, he continues to thrust. She reaches for him, pulling her. Digging her nails into his hips, as she lifts her head to his neck, she sucks on him, marking him again as his release fills him and rushing through his body to burst free into hers. His release brings and answering surge of her release. He holds still, feeling each wave as it pours through his body, filling hers and each surge as her release breaks over them. Finally after several minutes, he collapses into her waiting arms, gasping for breath as he buries his face in her neck. She weakly wraps her arms around him, holding him as she struggles to catch her breath.
James is in Olivia's the next morning when Olivia walks in with Emma for breakfast. She notices him as she sits down, turning to Emma she asks. "What do you want for breakfast?"
"Waffles."
"You've had waffles every morning for a week now, don't you want something else?"
"No, I want waffles."
"Okay." Olivia says, as the waitress walks up.
"Good morning, Ms. Spencer, Miss Emma."
"Good morning." They both reply.
"Do you want your usual?" The waitress asks, taking out her pad.
"That will be fine." Olivia says.
"Yes ma'am."
The waitress leaves as Olive turns back to Emma. "Do you have you the permission slip?"
"Yes, it's in my backpack."
"And you have the money for lunch."
"Yes ma'am."
"Okay."
A few minutes later, the waitress brings their breakfast. When Emma finishes, Olivia helps her with her backpack before walking with her out to the curb. Emma gets on the bus, taking a seat next to Will and when the bus leaves, Olivia walks back into the restaurant. James is sitting at his table and Olivia walks over to him. He looks up and she asks. "Can I sit down?"
"Of course." He says, as she sits down next to him. "You have a very beautiful daughter."
"Thank you."
"If you don't mind me asking, where is her father?"
"I'm not exactly sure."
"He doesn't contact her."
"No, Phillip doesn't contact her and Bill has his own life now."
"I don't understand. She has two fathers."
"Phillip is her biological father and Bill adopted her when she was about three or so."
"What happened to her biological father?"
"He left town several years ago after suffering a mental breakdown. Not knowing where he is, is better for her."
"And Bill, what happened to him?"
"Bill and I were married a few years ago and then I did something that he couldn't forgive me for. He adopted Emma before that happened. He's here in Springfield but he has little contact with Emma."
"So, she's had no contact with either of them."
"No, Phillip left before Bill did."
"Did you love them?"
"At one time, I did."
"Why did you and Phillip split up?"
"I left town to protect Emma for Phillip's oldest daughter. I came back after I gave birth to Emma. By that time, Phillip was having serious mental issues so I kept sole custody of Emma and then Phillip left town."
"You left to protect Emma from her older sister. Why didn't her father protect you?"
"Phillip tried, but he was having his own problems and Lizzie…."
"Lizzie Spaulding?"
"Yes, Lizzie is Emma's older sister."
"You were involved with the Spaulding's?"
"Yes, both Alan and Phillip." Olivia says, as JR walks up.
"Good morning." He says, as James looks up.
"Hi." He says, as Olivia turns to see who is behind her.
"Do you mind if I join you?" JR asks.
"No, not at all." Olivia says.
"Thank you." JR says, sitting as another waitress walks up to the table. "I'll have a cup of coffee." JR says.
"Yes sir." She replies, handing him a menu.
"Thank you." He says, taking the menu. She walks away as JR turns to Olivia. "You must be Olivia."
"Yes." She says, surprised that he knows who she is.
"I'm JR. Marshall." He says, holding out his hand.
"Hello, it's a pleasure to meet you."
"Thank you and I hope I wasn't interrupting anything important." He asks, looking at James.
"No, we were just talking."
"Did you speak to Sarah?"
"Yes."
"Did you convince her to leave Cassie alone?"
"She says…."
"Who's bothering Cassie?" Olivia asks.
"My…."
"My daughter Sarah is very overprotective of me." James says, answering Olivia's question.
"She's not overprotective. She's a snob." JR says.
"JR!"
"I know you love her and I do too, but she think she's better than the common people, like she's a bloody princess or something and it's simply because she's your daughter and she's married to Art."
"What do you think she's planning to do?" Olivia asks.
"We don't know for sure, but I overheard her talking about Cassie to someone and when I confronted her she wasn't very flattering in her comments about her or Richard. And then I saw her leaving a bar in London with a man that's known to do private investigations for the Daily Sun."
"Alex and Sarah are old school friends. They went to university together…."
"They're more than college mates."
"That was never proven." James says, looking at JR.
"You know it was true." JR says. "And it would still be going on if Art had not found out. You see my sister likes to pretend she's a lady and like I said better than the common people…."
"I am better." Sarah says, walking up to the table behind JR.
JR turns around as James says. "We're not going to argue."
Sarah moves to sit down across from Olivia. "I'm Sarah." She says, looking at Olivia. "I am his daughter and you're Olivia, Cassie's partner and you used to be engaged to her husband, what happened?"
"Sarah…!"
"Yes, I am and I was." Olivia says, raising her hand to silence James as she stares at Sarah.
"So, what happened?"
"Sarah, stop!" James says.
"Its okay, James. Richard loves her and I didn't tell him the truth about his son." Olivia says, scooting her chair back and standing up.
"You don't have to go?" James says, looking up.
"It's okay. I need to get to work anyway. JR it was a pleasure meeting you." Olivia says, holding out her hand.
"It was my pleasure." He says, shaking her hand.
"James, I'll talk to you later." She asks, turning to him.
"Yes."
She turns back to Sarah. "Sarah."
"Olivia." She replies.
Olivia walks away as James stares at his daughter. When she looks at him, he says. "I did not raise you to be rude."
"I wasn't rude. I simply asked her why Cassie is married to the man she used to be engaged you."
"But you clearly thought that she should be the one that Richard married and not Cassie." JR says.
"That is enough, both of you. We will not argue. Sarah, you're going to behave the rest of the time we are here. JR, you're going to treat your sister with respect. Now did you look over the sites for the planned expansion for the Beacon project?" James says.
"Yes, I've got a couple sites in mind." JR says, glancing at Sarah. They proceed to talk over the different locations that JR had in mind for the Beacon project until Sarah had to answer a call from London.
The next morning, Richard is in the bathroom when Cassie walks in. With the remodel there was enough room in the master bath for them to get ready together in the morning. Cassie is finishing her makeup when Richard says. "I've been thinking about something."
"What?" Cassie asks, looking in the mirror.
"I was thinking about godparents for the baby."
"Godparents!" Cassie says, in surprise
"Yes, I know Reva and Josh are RJ's and William is Will's but I was thinking about Jeffrey and Sam for this one."
"Jeffrey and Sam."
"Yes, Jeffrey has had a role in our lives for a while now. And if it wasn't for Sam I might still be in the hospital in DC or gone. I also think it would be good for our child to grow up around a child its own age."
"What about keeping them together?"
"They'll be together."
"But they won't be in the same house."
"But can you see Reva and Josh taking care of a baby or toddler."
"We don't know if anything will happen at that time. Nothing may happen, and then something might happen and our baby will be almost grown."
"We can always stipulate that Jeffrey and Sam get custody of Will and RJ if something happens before they are grown."
"We could do that. I don't have a problem with Jeffrey and Sam being godparents to our baby, but I want them to all be raised together. I don't want this child be separated from any part of its family, for any reason." Cassie says, looking at Richard.
"We'll stipulate that Jeffrey and Sam have custody RJ, Will and the baby if something should happen before RJ and Will are both grown."
"That's fine."
Richard reaches for her, still seeing the haunted look in her eyes. "You were not responsible for anything that happened to Tammy, both when she was a child and what Alan did to her."
"I know." Cassie says, looking at him in the mirror.
"Good. I'll take the boys to school." Richard says, releasing her.
"What about breakfast?"
"I'll get them something at Company."
"Okay."
"You take it easy today." He says, kissing her when she turns to him.
"I will."
"I love you."
"I love you too, be careful."
"I will." Richard says, releasing her and walking out of bathroom.
A few moments later, she hears him call for the boys and they leave.