Love Me Always (I Hate You...I Think) Page 11

  "Our first time," he smiled kissing my head. "Yours to wasn't it?" I asked still blushing from my earlier outburst. Tonight had been crazy. It was like a rollercoaster of emotions. Something major was about to happen. I just knew it. What it is I'm not sure but it's going to be huge.

  ~Don’t You Remember ~

  Oliver had kicked everyone out of the house tonight. They were sent off to stay other places. I felt guilty about it but for some reason they all seemed happy about it. How can you be happy about being kicked out of your own home?

  I was sitting on Oliver's bed waiting for him to come back in. "I was going to-" he started but I stood up dropping his robe from around my body. I had snagged it from his bathroom earlier. His mouth dropped open. Blushing I hid my face. I knew what I was doing was not rational and very unlike me but I needed him.

  "Ever?" he breathed unsure. "Are you? Are you ready for this?" I nodded still too embarrassed to look up. He stopped in front of me cupping my face, his eyes searching mine for some sign of uncertainty.

  "I have never been so sure about anything in my entire life, Oliver." His mouth captured mine and he lifted me off the floor only to drop us both down onto the bed. Pulling back for a moment, he stripped his shirt off. It was only a second and his lips were back on mine. He held me tight to him one hand running through my hair.

  "I love you," he breathed pulling back to look me in the eye. I brought my hands up caressing them over his face, my fingers gently tracing his jaw and throat. Leaning down his lips found mine for a gentle, but lingering kiss. It was so full of love and passion it brought tears to my eyes.

  "Ever?" he questioned my tears. "I'm just sad that I only remember a small amount of our time together. You have no idea how my body pulls toward you, Oliver. Even though I don’t know you like I did before my heartaches for you."

  His fingers brushed back my hair from my face and he placed his lips to my head inhaling the scent of my hair deeply. His lips made a trail of fire down to my throat. Sucking gently on my skin just above my collarbone, I felt my toes curl. The sensation was far better than the memory had ever been. My fingers coiled into his thick hair as he took his lips further down my body.

  His hands moved down over my body as well, leaving me breathing deeply. The palms of Oliver's hands cupped in breasts, his whole body was radiating heat.

  Oliver suddenly pressed inside of me filling me up completely. Digging my fingers into the sheets, I arch into him pressing my chest flat against his. Raising his head, he kissed my lips with hunger.

  Digging my fingernails into his lower back, I pulled him tighter to me. I wanted every inch of him in me. He cradled me to him. I could feel everything emotional and physical as our body connected repeatedly.

  With each thrust bringing us new to ecstasy, he was gasping in my ear clinging to me the same way I clung to him. My fingers were digging into his skin as he gave a thrust holding it deep inside of me. My body began trembling and I let out a cry the same time he did.

  ~~~ I woke curled up against Oliver's chest. Smiling I stretched out, cringing slightly. Damn I'm sore, I thought snuggling back against Oliver. His chest rumbled with laughter.

  "I saw that cringe," he told me softly his voice still thick with sleep. He rolled to his side facing me. Coiling his arms around me and pulling me tight to him, he rest his cheek against mine.

  "I missed you, baby girl," he whispered. I felt tears prickle my eyes at his voice. He had missed me, a lot. I could hear the strain in his tone.

  "I'm sorry it took me so long to come to you. I should have stayed with you all along."

  "You're here now," he whispered. Our cuddling was suddenly interrupted by people banging in through the door. Oliver grabbed the blankets tucking them securely around our bodies.

  "What the hell, Jake!"

  Jake stood at the foot of the bed along with Leon.

  "I'm sorry. I wouldn't have bust in here if it wasn't and emergency."

  Oliver sat up, I followed suit clutching the blankets tightly around me.

  "What's going on?" "There was a raid at the warehouse. The police just showed up but luckily after all that has happened everything had been hidden so they didn't find anything. But, it seems that while the police were dropping in on us a few of the Lafina La Vega members attacked and burnt down Tavin Jay's house."

  "Was he inside?" Oliver questioned scooting the edge of the bed grabbing his pants off the floor. Leon and Jake looked away as Oliver pulled them on.

  "Yeah, he was," Leon said frowning.

  "Alright I'll be right down. Let me get dressed."

  Jake and Leon headed out. Oliver turned to me.

  "I got to go."

  Leaning over the bed, he gave me a quick kiss. "Be careful," I told him knowing he didn't need me to. He was more that capable of handling whatever was going on.

  Smiling softly his kissed my forehead.

  "I could get used to having you naked in my bed," he smirked.

  Blushing, I looked away with a smile on my face. He headed out shutting the door behind him. Getting up I stretched again trying to loosen my stiff muscles. Going to Oliver's closet, I pulled out one of his shirts and threw it on. After searching the room I found my underwear, interestingly enough they were hanging from the ceiling fan. How that happened is beyond me.

  Buzzing sounded then. I realized it was my phone. Picking it up from Oliver's nightstand, I glared at the screen. Harper. Ignoring the call, I threw it back down on the nightstand and went to the bathroom.

  Even from in here I could hear my phone go off again and again. Annoyed I stormed back out and answered it.

  "What do you want, Harper?"

  "Where are you?" he questioned in a tone that I sure as hell didn't like.

  "None of your damn business that's where," I practically growled into the phone.

  "I'm at your apartment. I've been here all night waiting for you."

  I glanced at Oliver's clock it read 4:30 in the morning. Damn it's still really early.

  "Well you can leave. I'm not coming home," I told him ending the call. When did he become so controlling? And why the hell does he think he can be that way? We we're not together.

  My phone went off a few more times then finally he left a voicemail. I listened to it begrudgingly.

  "If you don't come to your apartment I'll assume you're with Oliver and I'll come there, and I promise Everlyn. You don't want that at all," he spoke darkly.

  The tone in his voice made my hair stand on end. Should I just go see what he wants? I mean I could simple call Oliver if there were any problems. Sighing I made up my mind and started getting dressed. I wouldn't be surprised if he kicked down my door. He is so buying me a new one if he did.

  No one was in the house as I headed down stairs so no one was taking me home. It wasn't really a long walk but I'm not exactly the right person to be walking the streets unprotected. It's Oliver's territory though so It's safe isn't it.

  Tavin's house was in the territory, a nagging voice told me as I headed down the sidewalk toward the college. My phone buzzed again. Harper, this is really getting annoying.

  "I'm on my fucking way," I yelled at him.

  "Hurry up," he snarled hanging up.

  Fifteen minutes later, I arrived at my apartment to find a very pissed off Harper.

  "Where have you been?" Harper demanded.

  "I told you none of your damn business. What do you want Harper?" Walking around him, I opened my apartment door. He was close on me heels following me inside. As soon as the door shut, I instantly regretted coming.

  Grabbing my shoulders, he shoved me into the wall.

  "You were with him weren't you? Oliver?"

  "Yes I was." Shoving Harper backwards, he barely moved. Gritting his teeth, he jerked his hand through his hair.

  "Let me get something straight right now. You do not own me and I will see whomever I want. We are not dating and we never will."

  In a heartbeat, I was on the floor.
My head was reeling and my cheek stung. Gingerly I touched the throbbing flesh. His hand still held up from slapping me.

  I couldn't imagine ever being hit that hard from and open handed slap. My eyes watered. "No, let me get something straight with you Everlyn Fox," he told me kneeling down to my eye level.

  "No one rejects me."

  "Look at you," he snarled. "You slept with him didn't you!" I lunged forward attacking Harper, punching him in the mouth. He jerked backward but I wasn’t done. Launching forward I tried tackling his to the ground. I knew I could get him on the ground I might have an upper hand.

  Gritting his teeth again, he stood up grabbing my throat and slamming me into the wall. I gasp for breath. Lifting me up off the ground, I was hovering above the floor. How could anyone be so strong? He squeezed tight; I was on the verge of blacking out.

  "I thought you were different, but I was an idiot. Maybe it was lust for wanting something Oliver had. But, now. Now I'm just taking you straight to my father. No more stupid games. He can decide how to play Oliver now. I'm so fucking done with this shit."

  Right when I thought I would pass out my apartment door burst open and Harper was tackled to the ground. Collapsing to the floor, I coughed gulping down as much oxygen as possible.

  Oliver and Harper were rolling around my apartment destroying everything. I had never seen Oliver fight like this in my life. I didn't have many memories of him but somehow I knew that this was so much different. The two of them flipped over the back of the couch landing back in front of me again. They pulled apart long enough for me to scramble to my feet and get a hold on Oliver.

  "Stop, please stop," I pleaded with him. Glancing back at Harper he had paused but was still in a fighting stance. Oliver wrapped his arm around me waist.

  "I'm not going back to jail because of you Harper. Get out now," Oliver ordered.

  "No, I'm not leaving without her."

  Oliver narrowed his eyes. "Why? What do you need with her?"

  "I..." Harper suddenly looked like a frightened child. The look passed quickly.

  "You're father," Oliver guessed.

  "Of course my father," Harper snapped glancing at me.

  "Give him my best wishes," Oliver replied sarcastically. "But, you are not taking her."

  "You left me to die, Oliver!" Harper screamed suddenly. I shrank back.

  “You can’t expect me to just give up and go back to him empty handed!” "I gave you a choice to come with me, Harper," Oliver shook his head. "You made your choice. Now you live with it."

  "That's really fucking funny," Harper snarled, "You think I had a choice? You think I could have just left! Do you really think he would have let me?"

  For a moment, I felt sympathy for Harper. The look in his eyes was of pure despair. "It was torture, Oliver. Pure torture when you left. He pushed everything he had into me and he was relentless. You were and still are his pride and joy. You are the son he wishes I was," Harper looked like he was on the verge of tears.

  "Oliver?" I whispered. I was confused as to what was going on but I knew one thing Harper was suffering. I knew that look. I knew that feeling of being so helpless to what is going on around you. Not knowing who to trust.

  “He just tried to strangle you Everlyn,” Oliver growled. I looked up at him. I know what Harper had done but at this moment, the only thing I saw was a frightened kid.

  "Harper," Oliver started his voice taking on a new tone. Oliver sighed, "My offer still stands. It never went away it's always been open to you. We are still family. And, family stays together."

  Harper was silent, "I wish that I could accept that offer." Without warning Harper leapt forward. Quickly Oliver shoved me out of the way but not soon enough. The punch Harper had aimed for Oliver’s chest hit me instead. My world went black as I hit the ground. That's when it happened. It was as if a firecracker had gone off and there it all was. Everything I had lost. Before my eyes, it was like a movie playing.

  "Ever?" Oliver questioned. "Ever, open your eyes."

  "Come on baby, please." I blinked my eyes open and looked up at his beautiful face. My eyes taking in every inch of his smooth skin, his cheek bones, those perfect lips, and his eyes. Those deep pools of swirling blue.

  "Are you okay sweetheart?" he questioned pulling his eyebrows together, "Everlyn, dammit talk to me."

  "You're more stupid than I thought," I told him grinning.

  "Stupid?" he scowled. "I'm worried about you!"

  "I mean I love you stupid," I laughed. Oliver stared at me a moment confusion marring his handsome features. Then he realization set in and kissed me. It was the most passionate kiss I ever remember having with him. Coiling my fingers into his hair, I inhaled his scent. It was like I was a new person. Like I was inhaling his smell and kissing his soft lips for the first time all over again.

  "I love you, Everlyn. Please don't ever do that again," Oliver told me pulling back.

  "What's that?" "Leave without tell me where you're going. I'm going to put a tracker on you," he helped me stand up then thumped me between the eyes. Rubbing my forehead, I looked around my destroyed apartment but there was no Harper.

  "Where did he go?"

  "After he punched you he took off and I was too worried about you to hunt him down."

  "Well next time you see him will you break his nose and tell him thank you."

  "Thank you?" Oliver replied sitting me down on my recliner.

  "I have all of my memories back."

  Oliver's head whipped so quickly to look at me I thought he was going to break his neck.

  "All?"

  "Yes. All." Oliver picked me up sitting down he placed me in his lap holding me tight to him. His fingers curled in my hair as he pressed my face to his chest.

  "I love you Ever. I love you so much," he told me his voice strained. He sounded as though he was about to cry.

  "I guess I should have knocked you in the head soon," he joked laughing. Squeezing me to him tighter, he kissed my forehead. We sat like that for what seemed like hours in peaceful silence. He refused to let go and I didn't want him to. It was like being reunited with him for the first time. I felt his gentle tears drop on to my cheek, my own tears staining my face.

  “I’m sorry I destroyed your apartment,” Oliver cleared his throat and rubbed his face. “ It’s ok. I live with you anyways,” I told him looking up to wipe a remaining tear off his cheek. Cupping my face, he ran his thumbs over my cheeks. A smile lit up his face as he caught on to what I said.

  “ Why don’t you sell your apartment? I mean move in with me. You hardly use to stay here anyways,” he looked unsure as if I would say no.

  “When should we move all my stuff in?” Chuckling he leaned in planting his lips firmly to mine. Grapping his hair I pulled his head back keeping our mouths firmly pressed to each other. Moving my legs, I startled him taking full control of this kiss.

  “Well this is new,” he muttered into my mouth.

  “Shut up and kiss me,” I laughed. Biting his lip, he opened his mouth slightly. However, he didn’t enjoy not being in control. His hands went to my bottom and he spanked me! I gasp jerking back. He roared in laughter and stood up with my clinging to him my legs wrapped around his waist.

  “I do believe you need out of those clothes. They don’t suit you at all,” he smirked.

  “It’s your shirt.” “ Well that does look nice on you but at this moment I don’t want to see anything but that beautiful body of yours.”

  “Pick that cheesy line up from a movie did you?” I giggled as he carried me to my bedroom.

  “Pshh...I’m not cheesy. I’m devilishly handsome and charming, never cheesy.”

  “Whatever you say, Oliver,” I grinned patting his head.

  Pursing his lips slightly he raised an eyebrow at me. “ Do you really want to antagonize me little girl?” he teased his signature smirk on his perfect lips.

  “Why Oliver antagonize? ME?”

  He dropped me onto the bed th
en and climbed on top of me pinning me down.

  “Keep it up Bunny. I’m going to enjoy playing with you.”

  My eyes widened, but I didn’t want to drop the game.

  “Yeah right, old man. You can’t do nothing. I“ Oliver kissed me passionately grabbing a fist full of my hair he tugged on it. A moan left my mouth. Good lord the feelings this boy gives me.

  “ Never call me old man,” he purred into my ear, his eyes had that mischievous look to them. I knew things were going to get very interesting.

  "Good morning love birds!" Jake exclaimed from the kitchen when Oliver and I finally dragged in sometime after lunch. Taylor was sitting up on the counter while Jake was making her some kind of ice cream thing.

  "What is that?" I questioned eyeing it.

  "Oh no. You know Ever and chocolate," Taylor laughed. "I'll make you one," Jake rolled his eyes. "It's warm brownies with chocolate ice cream and hard shell syrup on top.”

  As Jake finished speaking I went to his side and stood there looking at the bowl. "Don't turn in to Logan," Oliver laughed. I flipped him off over my shoulder and inched closer to Jake nudging him.

  "Fine! Here!" he pushed the bowl into my hands. I grinned he had been so distracted by me wanting the ice cream he didn't notice I had grabbed the wooden spool from the draw.

  "Thanks, Jake," I grinned and wacked him with my spoon across the back of his head. He yelled, "Everlyn! You and that damn spoon. I...wait..." he exclaimed looking at the spoon. Quickly I sat my bowl down knowing what was next. Jake picked me up spinning me around the kitchen.

  "Put me down. I have a spoon and I will use it!" Jake dropped me instantly and I stumbled back into Oliver. Jake backed into Taylor and was knocked upside the head.

  "Why did you drop her?" "She was going to beat me!" Jake defended pouting at Taylor. She rolled her eyes with a smile on her lips.

  "Where is everyone else?" Oliver asked Jake.

  "Down at the warehouse. They weren't sure if you two were done sexing up the plac-"

  Taylor smacked Jake again. "Damn violent woman," he huffed. "Someone needs to keep you in line," I grinned then looked over at Taylor. "Have you been keeping a good eye on these two? Jake has a crush on Oliver."