You, Me, and Forever (Blushing)

“I can’t say I’ve ever gone around the table saying what my hopes are for the new year, but I like it,” Samuel said as he flashed me that cocky smirk of his.

Yes, I was hosting Christmas dinner with my girlfriend.

Hello, my name is Myles St. James, and I am no longer an eternal bachelor.

I have a girlfriend.

A woman I love so fiercely, I’d throw my body in front of hers if she was in danger.

Mind you, I prefer to keep us both alive so I can continue making her cry out my name every fucking night.

But I’m that sappy guy now. I don’t even mind hosting holiday dinners for family and friends. I even spend time thinking about the perfect gift to get her.

Montana Kingsley is the epitome of “my better half.”

She completed me in a way I didn’t know I needed.

She made me want to be a better man and all that corny bullshit.

“Just answer the damn question,” I grumped.

“And clearly the Grinch has arrived at the table,” Samuel said as laughter filled the room.

We were in the dining room at the home I’d purchased, one I was trying to convince Montana to move in to with me.

“My hopes for the new year are easy. I’m marrying the love of my life.” He paused and kissed Brianna on the cheek. “So making this woman my wife is at the top of the list, and I don’t know, maybe she’ll agree to let us start filling our home with miniature versions of her.”

Everyone oohed and aahed. I pretended to gag, because Samuel had become quite the sappy pussy since he’d quit his doctoring gig.

As much as I teased him and gave him a hard time—I loved seeing my brother so happy. He was doing an amazing job at the St. James Corp., and our partnership had proved to be the best decision for both of us.

“Okay, only one person left to go,” Montana said as she beamed up at me.

I smirked, looking around the table at all the people who’d come to celebrate with us. My mother and Gino, who were now officially dating and had flown in this morning with Samuel and Brianna. And then we had Daniel, Howard, and Lydia, who were now retired and thrilled that Montana had taken over hosting the holidays. Benji had finally agreed to come and close the bar for the night, after I’d threatened to drive over there and drag him here. Charlie was here with his little girl, Harper. Blakely and her sister, Brynn, were here to round out the group.

Violet had flown home for the holidays, but she and Montana had already FaceTimed multiple times today, because they couldn’t go long without speaking.

I’d never experienced a holiday like this.

One that I didn’t dread with awkward, forced family dynamics.

“My hope for the new year is more of this,” I said, motioning around the table. “The fact that my girlfriend agreed to move in with me this morning means this is going to be a good year.”

Montana’s cheeks pinked, and she smiled. “I even got us matching key chains.”

“Well, you’ve asked her every day since you moved to Blushing, so it was bound to happen,” Daniel said over his laughter.

“Yes. I will now be carrying a porcupine key chain.” A loud laugh escaped me as I kissed her on the forehead. “You make me a very happy man, baby.”

“Oh boy,” Samuel said. “Mom’s crying.”

“No, I’m fine. I’m totally fine.” She used her napkin to dab her eyes. “It just makes me emotional to see both of my boys so happy. And that you’ve both found such amazing women to love.”

Gino kissed my mom on the cheek.

“Happy for you, too, Mom,” I said, and I meant it.

Montana had insisted on inviting my father to come here for the holidays as well. He and my mother were officially divorced, and he was dating a new woman who was twenty years his junior, but he appeared happy with her, so I wouldn’t judge. He wasn’t cheating on my mother, so he could do whatever he wanted now. He’d declined the offer, though, because he and his girlfriend were going to Paris for the holidays.

I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that I was relieved that he wasn’t here.

We were slowly repairing our relationship, but it wasn’t going to happen overnight. But we’d made progress, and I’d just take it one day at a time.

Now that my brother and I were both running the business, he didn’t have much to say about it.

Both of his sons had chosen a different path from his, and I think he’d realized berating us for our choices wasn’t going to change anything.

“So you two are moving in together. That’s a big step,” Charlie said with a ridiculous grin on his face.

I rolled my eyes. “Moving to Blushing was the big step. Living with my girl will be as easy as breathing.”

“Just don’t leave dirty dishes in the sink or forget to put your laundry away,” Daniel said with a laugh. “I lived with her for eighteen years. She runs a tight ship.”

“You loved living with me,” Montana said.

“I did, sweetheart. The house has never been as clean as when you lived there.” He smirked. “All joking aside, I’m happy for you. But if you’re shacking up with my little girl, you better think about putting a ring on it soon.”

“Did you just quote Beyoncé?” Blakely laughed hysterically.

“Trust me. I think about it all the time,” I admitted, and Montana just smiled up at me.

We’d talked about it.

I’d made this decision to move here because I wanted to be with her. So marrying her was a no-brainer.

This was the woman I wanted to spend my life with.

I was just waiting for the perfect time to ask her.

We finished up dinner, and Brianna was busy talking to Montana, Blakely, and Brynn about her wedding plans. My mom was playing cards with Harper and Gino as Daniel, Howard, and Lydia watched.

I moved behind the dark wood bar and poured a whiskey for Samuel, Charlie, and Benji.

“Happy for you, brother,” Samuel said as he held up his glass.

“I’m just glad I don’t have to get those daily text messages from you pretending to ask about the jobsite when you just wanted to know about your girl,” Charlie teased before taking a sip.

“You weren’t very helpful,” I reminded him.

“I wasn’t supposed to be. I wanted you to pull your head out of your ass. Looks like my plan worked out.”

“I mean, they started off with her using an alias. They’ve come a long way.” Benji clinked his glass to mine again.

“He’s a stubborn ass,” Samuel said, winking at me. “But he always figures it out. I’m just wondering what the plan is for that fucking porcupine who lives on the front porch.”

“Oh, didn’t he tell you? He has me building Porky a house of his own in the side yard that will match this one,” Charlie said, shaking his head.

“That fucker can’t stay on the front porch forever, and I can’t just put him out on the street. It’ll be a mini version of this house, and he can come and go as he pleases.”

“And that was a giant moose in the road that we passed driving here today, right?” Samuel asked for the fifteenth time.

“Ahhh . . . yes, welcome to Blushing. That would be Clifford Wellhung,” Charlie said, his voice laced with humor. “Just don’t make eye contact. He’s got some giant balls, but he’ll keep to himself if you don’t mess with him.”

“I want to have swagger like that moose. He just moves through town like his shit doesn’t stink, with testicles the size of bowling balls,” Benji said as laughter erupted from all of us.

I glanced around the room and found my girl intently listening to Brianna.

As if she felt me watching her, her head turned slowly, her dark eyes locking with mine. Her lips turned up in the corner, and she smiled, her teeth sinking into that juicy bottom lip.

“How long are you fuckers going to stick around?” I grumped, suddenly wanting everyone to go home.

“Your girl smiles at you, and you want to kick us all to the curb?” Charlie laughed.

“Damn straight. We passed out gifts. We fed you. You had dessert. How long are you going to linger?” I tried to hide my smile, because I loved giving these guys shit.

“I’m happy for you,” Samuel said, his eyes slightly wet with emotion. Maybe it was from the booze. Maybe it was because he’d feared I’d never find this kind of happiness.

“Yeah, me too, brother.”

Holiday music piped through the speakers as we all moved around the room chatting with one another.

Howard and Lydia were the first to say they were going to head home, and slowly but surely everyone followed.noveldrama

When my mother, Samuel, and Gino left to head to the hotel, we were finally alone.

I pushed the door closed and locked it before grabbing Montana and throwing her over my shoulder.

“What are you doing?” she squealed.

“I thought they’d never leave.”

“You’re ridiculous, Moneybags,” she said as I walked down the hallway and dropped her on the bed, and she bounced a little.

I hovered above her. “I’m ridiculous when it comes to you.”

“I’m ridiculous when it comes to you too.”

My mouth crashed into hers, and I kissed her hard. She pushed me back, and we were both frantic to get the other undressed, all while our lips never lost contact. I kicked off my shoes, and she was unbuckling my jeans before she shoved my pants and boxers down my legs, and I stepped out of them. My hands found the zipper on the back of her dress, and I rolled onto my back with her on top of me. She unclasped her bra and let it fall from her shoulders, exposing her perfect tits. My mouth watered at the sight as I teased her nipples with my thumbs. Her dark hair tumbled around her shoulders, and she looked sexy as hell. I couldn’t wait one more second, so I tore the lace panties at her hip and tugged them free, tossing them on the floor.

“You’re lucky you bought me all those replacements for Christmas,” she said as she positioned my tip at her entrance.

“I am lucky, baby. I don’t doubt that for one fucking second.”

She smiled as she slowly slid down my erection. My hands gripped her hips as I guided her up and down.

Taking our time to find our rhythm.

She rode me slowly at first.

And then I pushed up, wrapping my lips around her hard peak, before moving to the other side. She groaned as she moved faster.

Our breaths loud and labored.

Filling the room around us.

I could feel her tighten around me, and I pulled back to watch her.

There was nothing better than watching my woman fall apart with me buried deep inside her.

Faster.

Harder.

She met me thrust for thrust.

“Come for me, beautiful,” I said as her body started to shake, and I watched her in awe as she went over the edge.

Eyes wild. Lips plump. Tits bouncing.

Fucking perfection.

My name left her lips on a cry, and it was all it took.

I followed her right over the edge.

Just like I always would.