Embracing Us (An Embracing Series)

  EMBRACING US

  Copyright © Delisa Lynn

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  Edited by AGC Editing Services.

  Formatting by Inkstain Interior Book Designing.

  ISBN-13:

  978-1497340565

  ISBN-10:

  149734056X

  Published in the United States of America.

  The right of the Authors Name to be identified as the Author of the Work has been asserted by them in accordance with The Copyright, Designs and Patent Act of 1988.

  This book is dedicated to my wonderful husband—

  Jay, I’ve loved you half of my life, and will continue loving you until I take my last breath. Thank you for always supporting me in everything that I do. Without you none of this would be possible. I’m finally bringing my dreams to life, because of you. I will forever embrace our love.

  “Liam, I’m on my way home. I love you so much. Liam? Hello, can you hear me? Liam, I’m on my way home. I love you so much!”

  The plane is losing altitude? I almost lose my grip on my phone. My phone. “Liam? Liam? Can you hear me?” The emergency breathing apparatus falls from the overhead and slaps me square in the forehead. Crash after loud, thunderous crash echoes through the fuselage of the plane, and it’s not even phased by the screaming and the prayers being uttered by the passengers aboard flight 4762. It hits me. This is real. This is happening. I can’t tell if he’s on the phone anymore or not, but I scream into my phone, praying he can hear me, “Liam! I love you, baby. Kiss the girls for me. I love you. The plane…”

  Dear God, this is awful. Please, please let everyone be okay. There was an explosion-one of the engines has blown. I can smell smoke, it’s like nothing I’ve smelled before. The flames are so close I can feel the heat, and my body hurts. I can feel pain everywhere. I see blood running down my nose, from my forehead. I run to my left, trying to help other passengers, just as I was able to reach a younger woman, I tripped over another person. I don’t know what I hit, but it’s hard as a rock. My head is pounding. I reach my hand up to feel the back of it, and there is blood everywhere. I can still hear people screaming. Oh God, please let me get out of here; my husband, I have to get home to my husband. Oh God Liam. “Baby, can you hear me? Liam love can you hear me?” I yell into the phone I’m still clutching in my other hand, but I can’t hear him.

  I try talking to Liam, I want to tell him how much I love him and that I will be home soon… I can’t see anything. I can hear people screaming and crying. I suddenly feel someone pick me up and carry me to a cold wet surface. They are asking me a million questions, but my words won’t come out. I don’t know what is happening. I just need to tell my husband I love him and was sorry for what I have done. I need to tell him everything about Evan.

  I am put onto what I believe was a gurney and they strapped me down, I could feel a sharp pain in my neck. They put straps around my head and my arms. I can still smell the smoke. I’m so cold, but I also feel so warm. Blankets, they are covering my body in warm blankets. I can taste blood, it’s all over my lips, on the inside of my mouth.

  I’m put on another plane, it’s very loud, and then I realize it isn’t a plane at all, it’s a helicopter. A very loud one. They start hooking all kinds of machines to me. A young man keeps saying I will be fine and he will make sure I will be, just before shoving tubes in my nose and down my throat. I can’t breathe. Gasping, I try to tell him the tubes are choking me. My throat burns, I want to puke, and pull the damn things out, but he can’t hear me for some reason. I try moving my arms but still can’t, I know it isn’t a nice thing to do but I need him to see me. So I kick the guy in his ass. Maybe that will get his attention.

  “Brantley, she just kicked me. She’s alive but fading. Her pulse is still very faint. The oxygen seems to be helping, but we have to get the morphine in her. We have to get the IV started, but her veins keep blowing. She has her phone, we need to see if there is an emergency contact in it.”

  “Miss, if you can hear me my name is Emmitt, and that’s Brantley. We are getting you to the hospital. Stay with me, Ma’am.”

  “Emmitt, she was on the phone with her husband. Her name is Lila. She needs to go to General Hospital in San Francisco. She is allergic to penicillin. No other allergies.”

  “Lila, it’s me, Emmitt. Sweetie, stay with us. I’m trying to get the IV started. I have to get this medicine in you. We will be there soon. Just hang with me.”

  He knows my name. But why can’t he hear me. Why isn’t he listening to me? I try to kick again, but they not only put my arms in restraints but my legs as well. I can hear the plane landing. I hear the man say we are in California at General Hospital.

  I also hear him say that my husband is waiting on us. The doctors have prepped the OR. Oh my God, they’re operating on me, for what? I can still hear everything they were doing, but the taste of blood was getting worse with all the tubes and wires invading my personal space. The loud beeping noises were making my head ache even more. My body is very warm, I can feel the warmth running through my veins. I can feel my tongue pressing against the tube going down my throat. I’m dying, that’s all that is going through my mind. Being with Evan has cost me my life.

  I hear a familiar voice, Liam. Oh God, my Liam, he is crying and telling me how much he loves me. I wish he could hear me. I love him so much. I’ve realize that he and our girls are my life. Evan is my past and what happened will not happen again. I’ll always love Evan, he was there for me when I needed him the most. The love Evan and I share and the love that Liam and I share, are two different kinds of love.

  When I watched the reality shows and soaps, I was never able to understand how a woman claim to love two men at the same damn time. But now I know, without a doubt, it’s possible. What I did was wrong; I made love to another man, while my wonderful husband was at home taking wonderful care of our daughters.

  I can hear the doctors and nurses working all around me, telling me I will be fine. They are giving me more medicine through my IV. I’m terrified, and I can’t express my thoughts with anyone. I’m getting very sleepy, I try yawning but I can’t with these damn tubes everywhere. I feel my tears stinging my cuts and bruised cheeks as they fall from my eyes. I can still hear my husband sitting next to me, praying and confessing his love for me. He’s holding my hand and praying louder than I’ve ever heard him pray. I want to wipe his tears away so bad, tell him I’m here, and that I love him so much. His confession is the last words I hear before everything goes silent...

  “Addie is that you? What’s happening? Why can’t anyone hear me? This is freaking me out Ads.”

  “Lila, you need to get it together and wake up. Liam loves you so much, you can’t leave him now, not like this. You need to tell him everything and he will understand, he will move heaven and earth to be with you. He’s been fighting for you since the day he met you. I love you Li, but it’s not your t
ime. You have so many people that need you, and the baby needs you.”

  “Addie, what are you talking about? I miss you so much. I fucked up again. I love Liam with everything I am, and I keep messing everything up.”

  “It’s okay Li, sleep my friend. You will wake up soon and can tell Liam everything.”

  I feel Ads kiss my forehead, then disappear. I can’t hear Liam anymore but now my mom, Eric, and Kaylin. The three of them are crying and stroking my hair. Eric sounds hurt, my brother is such a handsome guy, and I’m so glad he found Kaylin, she makes him happy. I know he will always love Ads, but he can’t morn forever.

  I wake up from time to time and hear different people sitting here talking to me. From what I can hear, I am in a coma and have been here for a while. Liam told the doctor he wasn’t giving up on me. That we have come too far to lose one another. He sits here every day telling me how much he loves me and things the girls are doing.

  Evan? What’s he doing here? Holy hell, he can’t see me like this. He sounds like he’s crying. He lifts up my hand and I can feel his tears falling on my skin. As he begins talking, I can hear his voice choking up.

  “Lila, I’ll always love you darlin’. But I’ve moved on, her name is Tatum. She is wonderful and she is Zander’s sister. I’ve always loved her, but it wasn’t until I lost you that I realized she was whom I was supposed to be with. She was involved with someone else though, but she’s all mine now. You need to wake up for your family. Liam loves you so goddamn much, and that man is breaking, you need to wake up and put him back together. I have to go, but remember, I’ll always love you, my beautiful valley girl.”

  I feel him kiss my cheek, then I hear silence and then the door closing. He’s letting me go, I didn’t think it would hurt this much, I feel a sharp pain in my heart. I’ll always love him. He changed my life so much when Liam was missing. He was my shoulder, I didn’t mean to hurt him the way I did, and I feel like I just borrowed his heart.

  It’s been five weeks since Lila woke up. It’s great to have her home with us. She seems to be doing well, she hasn’t said much about her trip to New York or Evan. The day he came to the hospital it was written all over his face. But I could tell he was hurting, and he seems to really care about the lady that was with him.

  How do I tell my wife that I know she cheated on me, and that the baby she is carrying might not be mine? Doesn’t matter who the father is really. The baby is mine. In my eyes, that’s our child. We haven’t told the twins that we are expecting yet, we want to make sure everything is fine before we tell too many people.

  As I lie here next to my beautiful wife, watching her sleep, I think how fucking lucky I am that she is alive and all mine. She is the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid my eyes on. When I was in the reserves the memory of her smile, her face, her touch got me through the days and the loneliness of the nights. Along with her pictures, her letters, and knowing that someday we would spend the rest of our lives together here, in this house. My parents loved this house, I loved growing up here.

  Now, I’m able to give my children everything my parents gave me. Sometimes watching the girls play on the beach brings back memories of my childhood. Playing football with my dad, all of the big family get togethers we had here.

  Once both my parents died and I had to leave here, I was really heartbroken. However, it lead me to my beautiful wife; the day I walked in and saw her talking with Ads, I knew right then she would be worth whatever I had to go through to be with her. Hell, even to this day I feel the same, no one can take the love I have for her away, and I will love her until my heart stops beating.

  “Good morning, beautiful. How did you sleep?” I ask Lila right before I kiss her. We haven’t been intimate since the accident. The doctor said it would be a good idea if we waited six weeks, due to her injuries and from her being in a coma for so long.

  “I slept wonderful knowing that I was wrapped up in your arms and that our beautiful girls are sleeping peacefully in their room.” She says as she straddles me.

  “Baby, you know what the doctor said. We have to wait before we can make love, your ribs are still healing.” I say as I run my hands along her beautiful legs. She has the most beautiful legs, they are long, and tan. Not too skinny, not too chunky.

  She slides her body down mine, just as she reaches the top of my boxers and says, “I know exactly what the doctor said, he didn’t say that I couldn’t love my husband in other ways, now did he?”

  “Well, I guess he didn’t, but I want you so bad right now Li, I don’t know if I could handle anything except being deep inside you.” I say as wrap my hands in her hair. She pulls my boxers off in one tug and grabs my length in her hands.

  She looks up at me and licks her lips and says, “I’ve been wanting to taste you since I woke up in the hospital. I love feeling you in my mouth, Liam.” Then she goes full force sucking hard, and I have one hand in her hair and the other pulling the sheet off the bed. Holy fucking shit, this is why I love this woman; she sees what she wants and goes for it.

  “Lila, baby, I need you so bad climb back up here. Now!” I know the doctor said to wait, but hell, if she’s in control, she knows her limits, and I’m not going to deny her any pleasure that she wants and needs.

  She looks up at me with swollen lips and says, “I knew we couldn’t wait any longer.” She slides back up and climbs on top of me. My dick is still very hard and ready to be inside her.

  With the wetness of her heat, I glide straight in. She was so damn tight. As she rocks back and forth, wrapping around my dick moving in and out of her, I could see how much she loves me. The look in her eyes. The touch of her hands. The way she’s so ready for me. The way she comes completely undone, as soon as I enter her. I grab her hips and sit up on my knees, as I hold her tight and make love to her for the first time in months. I didn’t know how much longer I could go. My hand just wasn’t doing it for me anymore, so I haven’t got off in months, and God, I need to come so damn bad.

  I want to make sure she gets hers, so I lay her back and start kissing her breasts, nipping and sucking on each nipple before I make my way down her chest to her abdomen. I kiss every inch of her stomach, making small circles around her navel. As my mouth works its way further down, until I reach her heat. God. Her pussy is beautiful, even after two kids, she looks damn good. I slide a finger in her and then, run my tongue over her clit. “Oh, Liam. Holy fucking shit, Liam. Finger me hard baby, use three fingers.” She yells. Damn, my girl likes it a little rough.

  “Come for me Lila, then I will slide back in.” I push my fingers in as deep as I could, reaching that spot that I knew would make her lose control. She arches her back and throws her head back, and rides out her orgasm fucking my hand, screaming my name over and over. I want to kiss her so bad, but I know she hates tasting herself on my lips, so I bury my face in her breasts. I guide myself back inside of her and pump one, two, and three. “Lila, you have the best goddamn pussy, ever… Fuck!” I roar.

  “Mmm…I’m so glad you think so. I can’t stop coming. This orgasm makes me feel like I’m floating on a cloud. But then I feel our mixed juices flowing in and out of me, and know I’m lying on the sheets that are completely soaked.”

  “Fuck, you look so damn beautiful. Stay right there, enjoy that high. I’m going to run you a bath.”

  I go to the bathroom, brush my teeth, and run a nice bubble bath for my wife. I go back to the bed and she’s still lying there in her orgasm high. I kiss her and go to check on the girls, which were both still sound asleep. I go back to our bedroom, pick Lila up, and carry her to the bathtub.

  “Liam, I can walk you know.” She laughs as I sit her in the tub. I run back and grab the baby monitor and sit it on the counter, then I slide in the nice warm bath with my wife. I sit behind her with my legs wrapping around hers. I reach behind me and lite a candle, pick up a loofa and her favorite Bath and Body Works body wash. I wash and kiss every inch of her body. As she does mine, she of cour
se uses her body wash, and I will smell like her all day.

  “I love carrying you. Do you know how lucky I am, I’ve almost lost you, twice. We are never flying anywhere, ever again.” I say as I stand up reaching for a towel. I dry myself off, and then dry her off as she laughs at me. I know we need to talk, so I’m planning on taking her away for the weekend. My mom loves watching the girls. She said she missed out on my childhood, so she wants to see the girls as much as possible.

  “How are our girls this morning?” Lila asks before she starts brushing her teeth. Damn, with her standing here in front of me with nothing but a towel on and watching her brush her teeth, was making me hard as hell.”

  “They’re still sleeping, I will start breakfast then wake them.” I say then I kiss my beautiful wife. Addie and Maddie were like her, they would sleep all damn day if you let them. They will be four-years old in a few months, and we were planning on having a party at the Bounce House. I promised AJ he could go with us, he is a few years older than the girls, but he loves to hang around them. They remind me of Ashton, Addison, and I when we were all that age. We were always together.

  I check-in on my girls before heading down to make breakfast. Since we moved in the house, we only use the housekeeper mainly on the weekends. Miss Rosa, she was the same housekeeper my parents had for so many years. The girls fell in love with her instantly as did Lila. When Lila was in the hospital, she stayed here and took care of everything.

  “Hey handsome, what are you thinking about?” Lila says as she grabs a cup of hot tea, and makes me a cup of coffee. She has pulled her hair up in a messy bun, as she calls it, and put on a little makeup. She is wearing a pair of yoga pants, and a very thin tank top. Fuck, she is gorgeous.