make my way out of the restroom. The great thing about the new office building is that the bathroom for our floor is just for me and Landry, nobody else.
Julie didn’t come with us, in fact, Landry discovered that she never called IT the day that I was kidnapped, mainly because Susan had paid her not to. Susan had paid her for a lot of things, including spying and feeding her information about our day-to-day activities. Susan had been involved in what happened to Lucinda. Susan is disturbed, greatly.
I don’t know what the master plan was for that, but I’m glad that it never truly came to fruition. Honestly, I think that since the situation with Holden’s birth father didn’t work out, Susan wanted a backup to her backup plan.
Fortunately for us, none of her plans came to complete fruition. Unfortunately for her, she’s going to be spending the rest of her life in jail. It’s where she belongs and hopefully where she’ll stay until she dies or is too old to try her hand at the act again.
Aggravated kidnapping is no joke and she was charged with three counts, each holding a life sentence. Susan Astor will not breathe free again. Not ever. Neither will my own birth father. It’s where they belong, locked away and stripped of their comforts.
My mother, Holden, and I survived, but we all three will have internal scars that will last a lifetime. It took months for Holden to go back to the childcare center at the office. Though the place has changed, all of the childcare employees came with Landry to the new building. Holden wasn’t ready though, and I didn’t push him.
Thankfully, we were still setting up the new office, so he was able to hang out with me and Landry on our floor. He wasn’t a bother to anyone, plus, I wasn’t ready to let him out of my sight anyway, so it worked for me too.
A few weeks ago, he decided he was ready. I think that we’re all ready to get back into the swing of things. Susan and Danny both took a deal, so it was nice not having to go through the trauma of a trial.
Though speaking at their sentencing, hearing my mom speak as well. That was the hardest thing I think I’ve ever had to do. I’m lost in thoughts of the past as I slip inside of Landry’s office. I don’t say a word as I simply close the door behind me and stand there, breathing.
“Honey?” he calls out.
Jerking my head, I look up into his eyes and give him a small smile. This is supposed to be a happy day. I am not supposed to be thinking about my past, about what happened, about any of that. Susan and Danny do not own this day, just like our wedding day, this is about me and Landry.
Flipping the lock behind me, I slowly make my way toward him. Setting my bag down on his desk, I look over to it, then to him. He’s turned his chair to face me, his own smile playing on his lips as he watches me.
Hitching up my skirt, I straddle his lap. Immediately, his hands wrap around my hips as he tilts his head back to look up at me. His lips are curved up into a grin beneath his beard. Leaning down, I touch my mouth to his and decide that I’ll tell him later.
Right now, I want my husband inside of me. I need him to chase away those bad memories. I know that he will, he’s taken great care to do just that over the last six months. One of his hands leaves my hip and I feel his fingers between my legs.
“Tennessee,” he rasps when he discovers that I’m sans panties.
Gripping his shoulders, my breathing comes out in pants as he begins to play between my legs. I want him inside of me right this very second. I don’t want to wait, I need him—I need to feel him.
Sliding the palms of my hands down his chest, I reach for his pants and start to unbuckle him. His fingers continue between my legs, sliding through my folds, applying pressure against my clit, then pumping in and out of me before starting the pattern all over again.
Closing my eyes, I rest my forehead against his as my hips roll and I try to keep from coming. I want this to last. I want this moment