Chapter 11 – Regrets
Paul sat in his mother's back yard and watched as Jr ran around the back yard barefoot in the soft thick grass. He couldn't believe he had a son…and with his imprint and didn't even know it. Jr had to be the most beautiful boy he'd ever seen in his entire life. He showed signs of being exactly like his momma; the same beautiful woman that held his heart.
He had watched the DVD's she'd given him and he couldn't believe how much of his son's life he'd missed in the last four years. Watching the movies he could see how much Olivia had grown up from his seventeen year old imprint into a twenty-one year old beautiful mother of one. Damn he was starting to sound like a chick.
Paul's eyes looked up as he noticed Jr was running right towards him. Paul couldn't stop the chuckle from leaving his lips as he caught Jr and wrapped him in his arms and kissed the top of his head. "What do you want to do today buddy?"
Paul watched as he got a thoughtful look on his face before he finally shook his head in a cute manner.
"Help momma not be sad anymore."
Paul tilted his head to the side. "Well why is your momma sad?" Paul could tell by the frown on his sons face that it had to be something.
"Uncle Seth hurt her."
Those four words alone lit Paul's blood on fire. Whether his imprint wanted him around or not; she was still his imprint. Her safety and happiness was all he ever wanted for her. The imprint didn't force him to love her; it made him want to be around her twenty-four-seven and protect her until the day they both died. Falling in love with her was just a bonus.
Paul looked up as his mom walked out onto the back porch and sat next to him and Jr on the porch steps. Paul looked over at his mom with a frown on his face. "Can you watch him for me? I think I need to pay Livy a visit."
Linda looked at her son and could see the concern swimming in his eyes. They were nowhere near fixed; but she could continue to hope that someday her son and Olivia could reconcile what they once had. What they had that made them happy; each other. She could stand to have a few more grand babies too. If they looked and acted as precious as the one she currently had from the two of them she could probably stand to have more than a couple more.
"Sure baby, go ahead." Linda stood as she leaned over and as she brushed his hair from his forehead she also brushed her lips against his forehead as well as she took Jr from him. She walked into the house and watched as Paul tugged his t-shirt off and set it on the porch and then disappear into the trees.
It had been a week since Seth had packed his bags and left after his imprint confession to her. It stung a bit. She knew eventually it was going to happen but Seth had been the one to pursue her; tried for at least six months after they started hanging out that them coming together was not a tragedy but it was something beautiful. Seth was highly attracted to her and she was equally attracted to him. It made sense to the both of them.
Well it made sense up until he imprinted and he decided he couldn't stay away from his imprint.
That left a bag taste in her mouth and yup it still stung even after a week.
Olivia shook her head as she hung the blankets on the line outside in the back yard. She heard movement behind her and watched as Paul walked out of the tree line shirtless - naturally damn it why did he have to be fucking shirtless! His feet were bare and he only his blue cut off cargo shorts on. Olivia looked over and watched as Paul walked into the back yard from the side gate. "Something I can help you with? Shouldn't you be spending time with my son?"
Paul's brow furrowed. "Your son; how about our son?"
Olivia scoffed. "You really want to get into semantics right now? He can be our son when you've been in his life longer than a few months. Now once again what can I help you with?"
Paul bit back the smartass comment he had stuck to his tongue as he shoved his hands into his jean pockets. "Did you know your son is too smart for his own good?"
Livy rolled her eyes. "Tell me something I don't know."
Paul sighed heavily. "He told me he wanted to make you happy and he seems to think Uncle Seth hurt you…Is there a reason why he'd tell me that? And why is he Uncle Seth?"
Olivia looked at Paul annoyed. "Are you kidding me?" She shook her head as she ran her fingers through her hair and tried to stay calm. Only her son would worry about her safety and happiness. "I made sure Jr never saw me and Seth in any sort of compromising position. His clothes and everything were in the spare room. Jr went to bed before us so he never saw us together. I didn't know if things would work between us so I kept Seth as his uncle. I'm not trying to confuse my son with pictures of you as his father and Seth as mom's boyfriend."
Paul's hands were now planted on his hips as he followed Olivia to the back porch where he watched her push the laundry basket onto the porch. "Okay that explains half of it. Why does he think Seth hurt you?"
Olivia turned and locked eyes with Paul as she crossed her arms over her chest. Paul was looking at her expectantly and she couldn't keep the frown off her face. "What do you care Paul? You didn't two shits when you left four years ago. Why did you even come back? Didn't you think that in some way things just wouldn't be the same or that I'd be just a little pissed off and hurt?"
Paul reached out and grabbed Olivia by the shoulders. "Just answer the damn question. Why does our son think that Seth hurt you? Did he hit you or something?" He growled out the questions because he needed the answers now.
"Why would Seth ever physically hurt me? Are you nuts? I'm an imprint; the pack can't hurt anyone's imprint without deadly consequences. Seth would never hurt me."
Paul growled lowly. "Because he looked pretty cozy fucking you roughly against the damn window of your house. I'm pretty sure you had bruises afterwards. That's why I want to know why our son thinks Seth hurt you."
"Seth imprinted; ok?" Olivia mumbled out as she blinked and a few silent tears slid down her cheeks. "Seth could never hurt anyone; least of all me. And I hate to tell you this but being physical with someone; hell anyone was better than sitting around wishing it was you. I hadn't been with anyone since I had Jr. Seth and I weren't even physically intimate for a long, LONG time. It took us a while to get around to the actually sexual part of whatever relationship we had." Olivia sighed heavily. "But you don't have to worry about that anymore. He imprinted and then decided he wanted to be with her instead of me." Silence fell between them.
Paul was suddenly aware of the jeans that hugged her hips in all the right places. He couldn't stop his eyes from looking her up and down. She was barefoot and the white t-shirt she had on was form fitting to her chest and waist line. Abruptly, Paul grabbed Olivia and threw her over his shoulder and let her annoyed yells of trying to convince him to put her down fell on deaf ears. The two of them disappeared just inside the tree line.
Paul gently placed her on her feet in front of him as he backed her into an Oak tree as he placed a hand on either side of her body blocking her in place. His chest was rising and falling as his intense stare met her un-expecting gaze. Olivia opened her mouth to say something, when Paul's finger came up and pressed against her soft lips to silence her.
Paul moved closer as their chests were pressed tightly together and his body heat engulfed her. His skin was on fire like always. Just one pro of him being a wolf, their body temp was a constant 108 degrees. Olivia's eyes darted back and forth between Paul's as he suddenly leaned over and captured her lips in a fire kiss. She wanted to pull away or push him away. But she couldn't. She'd missed the feeling of his lips against hers. The kiss got out of control quickly as Paul leaned down more and lifted her by her rear-end to be level with him as she wrapped her legs around his waist; he turned around so his back was against the tree and slid down until he was sitting on the ground with Olivia straddled across his lap.
They pulled apart and Olivia's chest was rising and falling against Paul's. Olivia pressed her forehead to Paul's. Olivia tried to say something again, but nothing came out. For once in her life she was completely speechless. Any other time she wanted to scream and yell but as of that moment she had nothing she could say.
Paul smirked as his hands came up and cupped her face gently as he took her lips as his again. Olivia moaned into his mouth as his tongue intertwined with hers. Olivia pulled back again as she felt Paul's scorching hands sliding under her t-shirt and slid up her sides to her breasts. Olivia leaned back a little and let Paul pull her shirt from her torso and placed fire ridden kisses between the valley of her breasts, as his hands went behind her back and unclasped her bra and slowly slid it off. Sitting back up Olivia buried her face in Paul's neck as her cold breasts warmed quickly against Paul's bare chest.
Olivia stood up and slid her jeans down and as Paul slid his down and then grabbed her hand and pulled her back down to sit straddled on his lap again; glad she'd taken her panties off too or he would've had to rip them from her body. Paul looked into her eyes he was going to say something, but decided against it.
Olivia could see the question swimming in his eyes if she wanted him to continue, but she was glad he didn't actually ask or she would've changed her mind. He bit her bottom lip and nodded an affirming yes. Paul wrapped a strong arm around her waist and lifted her and he guided himself into her warm welcoming body. Olivia's eyes rolled into the back of her head fully welcoming the contact with Paul. Once he was fully sheathed in her he held her hips still to let her get used to his size.
Olivia slowly started moving up and down on Paul erection; his lips attached to her neck, collar bone and chest. She had one arm around his neck holding on for dear life and one hand on the tree hoping it didn't fall over because Paul started thrusting up to meet her hips with his and with the strength the guys in the wolf pack had it would be all bad if someone heard the tree fall over and they all came running to find out why. They were both soaring about the trees. They hadn't physically been together in this capacity for nearly five and a half years. They both reached their climax and groaned out each other's names.
Heavy breathing was all that could be heard throughout the small area of trees they were currently sitting in. Olivia was gradually becoming aware of what she'd just done. She'd just compromised her morals and had sex with a man who left her four years ago; who possibly left her for dead or for whatever the hell he went and did. It may have felt wonderful to reconnect with him on an intimate level, but she just couldn't enjoy it at any point at that moment. She took in a shaky breath as she stood and quickly dressed.
"I have to – I have to go." She stammered over the words as tears leaked from her eyes. She jogged from the trees back to her house as she closed and locked the door. Effectively locking the world away from seeing her as she tried in vain to pretend what just happened between her and Paul; never happened at all.
Paul didn't miss the tears or the shaky breathing that was coming from her. She regretted it; not that he could blame her. How could she not see he needed her and not just in a sexual manner. He needed her as much as he needed oxygen to breathe and his pack brothers as his family. He needed her in every single capacity of life.
Paul frowned as he stood from the ground and tied his shorts around his leg a second later he phased as he tore off through the trees he needed a moment to run off all his anger and sadness. The sadness was coming from her and he was so angry with himself for making her feel that way.
God how he still loved her, but now he was going to work on proving that he would forever need her and that he needed a second chance. He would have to prove to her he would not fuck up again; ever.