I Got You
Chapter 5
"What the hell Peter?" I snapped shoving him away. "You just up and leave, with nothing, no warning, no texts, no kiss my ass! I was worried sick, and then I just stopped caring." I walked to the front door to unlock it before getting the kids out.
"Can you let me explain?" he asked.
"If you'd have wanted to explain, you would've pick up a damn phone and called me!" I raised my voice.
"It wasn't that easy. I'm sorry." He whispered the last part.
"Then come by tomorrow, I'm too tired to do this right now. We've had a long day. Atticus had dinner, he'll need a bath though." I sighed.
"Let me help you carry them in." he smiled softly.
"Oh, I'm waking them up. They all need baths, but thanks." I couldn't have him in my house right now.
"OK. What time tomorrow. Alice and Jasper should be picking up the kids at 4pm, how about 5pm?" I asked.
"Can I bring pizza?" he asked.
"Yeah, that'll work." I shrugged and woke up the rowdy children who will invade my house tonight.
After bathing the kids, letting them play for a while and have popcorn, I put them to bed. I sat on the couch with a bottle of wine. I couldn't even bring myself to bother with a glass, the night ended so badly, yet I couldn't get the kiss out of my head.
Jasper and Alice arrived and picked up the kids.
"Hey, what's bothering you? Where's Atticus?" Jasper asked.
"Oh, your good friend came by last night, he was waiting here for us and kissed me, after not one fucking word in a month!" I yelled.
"Bella, calm down. He hasn't been to practice or anything. Phil said to let it go. I swear I have no clue what's happened." Jasper sighed.
"Yeah well nothing is happening OK. I need to be by myself for now." I plopped down on the couch.
"Sis, look I know you're upset, but he's a good guy. Give him a chance. He deserves it." He patted my shoulder before leaving.
I was playing with the boys when the doorbell rang. Opening it I saw Peter and Atticus. Peter had three pizzas and Atticus had a huge bouquet of flowers for me.
I smiled and welcomed then in, shooing everyone into the kitchen.
We ate and laughed over pizza and then sent the boys into the playroom to play and put a movie in for Atticus.
We cleaned up the kitchen in awkward silence before retreating to the living room.
We sat on the couch and he grabbed my hands, tears in his eyes.
"Look, I understand you've got someone else, that's fine. We weren't anything to each other, hell we'd only know each other a couple of days." I shook my head for being so stupid.
"Bella, stop! Please." He said softly. "It's nothing like that! My mom died!" he blurted out and started crying.
I sat there, totally stunned and feeling like a bitch.
"Oh my goodness, I'm so sorry!" I pulled him close.
"She was the only solid thing I had in my life, except for Atticus. She was my rock, always giving me advice, telling me the right woman was out there. Telling me she'd love Atticus as her own and love me to the ends of the earth." He broke down.
"I'm so sorry. What happened?" I whispered.
"A teen driver. Paying attention to the radio and his friends, not the road. I did at least get Atticus and I there to say goodbye. Phil flew us on the team jet and had a driver waiting for us. They were waiting for us to get there before surgery, at her demands. She told me that whoever had been making me happy to not beat around the bush, to claim her and let her know she means the world to me. She survived for three weeks after surgery, but got an infection and it killed her. I spent the last week planning the funeral and after that, I sent the nanny and Atticus back here so I could do all the legal will mumbo jumbo. I didn't want anyone to know. I'm sorry. Phil promised to keep it a secret until I was ready to tell everyone. I then had to deal with all the ranch hands and house workers, since I'm keeping it, but only as a vacation house, I don't need all the daily staff my mom had. I went through their evaluations and kept the best, most loyal and gave the others anywhere from a month to six months' severance and helped them find jobs." He sighed, running his hands through his hair.
"So, what's this?" I asked stroking his beard.
"Oh, just laziness. I wanted to shave before I saw you last night, but I was a mess and I'd been wanting to kiss you since we first met. Bella, that woman that I told my mom about is you. You're the one I want to spend my forever with. I understand if this is fast, I'm sorry. I just don't want to lose you." He wrapped me in a tight hug.
"Peter, I've missed you something fierce. But, I do want to take this slow. Can we do that?" I asked.
"Bella, I will do anything you ask." He held my hands.
"And if we do this, I can't travel. My boys come first. I've got a business too." I squeezed his hands.
"About that." He took a deep breath. "This is my last season. I told Phil. I'll have more than enough from my mom's will and trust funds, I didn't even need to play ball. But I've been doing it forever. Phil asked if I'd like to be an In-Game Host for the team. I'd only do the home games. I think that would work, don't you?" he asked with hope in his voice.
"Yes, it would be perfect." I smiled.
He leaned in to kiss me softly, but it quickly turned greedy between us.
"We've got to stop or this won't go slow." He said kissing my forehead.
"I know, I know." I hugged him tightly.
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