Never Give Up - Heidi Lis Page 0,101
He lets out a loud whistle. And my face turns completely red.
“Hey buddy, let's go pick up some chicks for Uncle Matty.” Matt says playfully. From the moment Michael came home with us, Matt has been on cloud nine. To say he spoils his nephew is an understatement. I love it.
The instant Matt playfully said the words, he knew it would bother his dear brother. Micah couldn’t help but groan in displeasure.
“Do not use my son to pick up dates, please?” Micah says it in such a sweet voice, I had to do a double take. Even Matt looked at Micah, somewhat puzzled. It seems today, my future husband is all serious and maybe even a little nervous. Matt opens his mouth to say something but doesn’t. He just shakes his head instead and I raise my eyebrow at him. I can tell he wants to say make a joke at Micah’s expense, but he holds back. Today is his brother’s big day, after all.
Biting his tongue, Matt replies hesitantly. “Yeah, whatever. Come on little man, let’s party and leave your daddy to it.”
The way Matt interacts with a very receptive Michael, warms my heart. Michael seems eager to get down and run around. He doesn’t like to sit still for long in one place. If I only had the energy my son has. Speaking to Micah, I whisper, “Matt loves him, dearly.”
Nodding his head, Micah responds. “Everyone loves our boy. What’s not to love?” We watch as Matt tries to keep up with our son, who is already out the door.
Can’t argue with that.
Turning his attention to me, Micah lets out a long, low whistle, again eyeing my body up and down. Now that his son has left the room, Micah’s naughty side comes out to play.
“Can’t wait to get you out of this dress, pretty girl. Damn shame too, because you look so freaking beautiful in it.” His dazzling smile turns mischievous the instant his eyes blaze with desire.
I’ve planned our wedding night well. I decided to spice things a bit, and spent a small fortune on undergarments. Since Michael has been home with us, we are more careful when it comes to our love making. Sex, is only happening in the bedroom now—a shame but with an active four year old, we have to be creative. I want tonight it to be all about desire.
“Oh, just wait till you see the surprise I have on underneath?”
Raising a brow, he traces his finger along my breast line. “Tease. Good thing Grandma and Grandpa are taking our son for the weekend. It may take me all that long to thoroughly enjoy my surprise.”
I’m mentally melting with anticipation. First, we have a wedding to attend. Leaning into him, I let out a slow yearning moan. “Kiss me and get out, I’ll see you shortly.” Hell, I need to calm my raging libido now, before I go downstairs and pledge my vows before God and everyone else to Micah. I’m afraid everyone might be able to read my mind if I walk down the isle with flushed cheeks. It’s going to be hard enough standing so close to Micah with the way he looks, then keep my hands off of him. I can tell he sees me struggling, because his evil grin shows it.
“Yes ma’am.” Kissing me one last time, he does the one thing I knew he most likely would. He tells me in my ear how happy he finally is. He began whispering all these keepsake moments he wants to remember about today and he kept on until my mascara was streaking down my cheeks. I had to look like a racoon.
Once he left the room, it ended up taking me ten full minutes to clean it off and apply new makeup. Darn that boy!
When I was just about fixed up, I hear a light tap against the door. Finding it odd since it was almost time for the ceremony to start, I walk over to the door and, I open it slowly.
“Liza.”
My eyes go wide is shock, I can’t believe she’s standing here, all dressed up. She must sense my disbelief.
“That man of yours is very persuasive when he wants to be.” She says, looking at me sheepishly.
“Micah.” I say, smiling. Like I even need to ask.
“Who else? I’ve come to realize not having you in my life hurts much more than accepting you and Micah. Plus, it took you two getting back together for me to find