When Ryker demonstrated up on the stoop of Emmies apartment Wednesday evening, he brought more than merely an artisan crust pizza. Under the Martys Pizza box was another, fancier box; inside, an embroidered pink bra and panty set who are likely to expense more than what Emmie earned in a week peeked out from folds of glossy tissue paper. The silk was smooth against her scalp. Miraculously, hed gotten her size exactly right. She put the set on merely to have it removed a short time later, but that time had been glorious.
The next week, he gifted her with a lace corset as well as a new decide of Egyptian Cotton sheets for her bed. Along with the material gifts, Ryker dedicated her something else of indescribable value repeatedly. Setting her gently upon her bed, thousand thread counting sheets now gracing it, Ryker kissed her bare skin from belly downward until his lips and tongue received the most sensitive of flesh. She gasped as fireworks lighted inside of her, pelvis arching up towards him.
This was the fourth time in a week hed brought her to climax in this way. She could get used to it. She could get used to all of itthe fancy lingerie, the award-worthy climaxes, the feeling of Rykers taught scalp against her own. It worried her though. Ryker didnt understand how numbered their days together were. She wanted to pass this all off as fun while it lasted. But it was increasingly difficult to think in those terms. “Shes seen” him every day except for Tuesdays, which she spent downstairs with Trisha and the others bonding over art and wine while artfully whining. Six out of seven days were expended with him. Her life had begun to engrave a Ryker-shaped space into it. Soon, though, that space would have to be emptied.
Focus on the fun, she told herself. Stay present.
Three weeks after her arranging with Ryker had been forged, he bought her an opal pendant. The luminescent stone, set amidst a ring of diamonds, hung seductively from a rose gold chain.
This was a breaking point for her.
I cant accept this. She resisted the advise to place it around her neck and make a selfie-filled sight of herself. Instead, with more than a little reluctance, she handed the box back to him. This goes against our agreement. Its too personal.
But the corset wasnt?
Nowell, yes youre right. It was. I shouldnt is able to accept anything, its simply that this She pointed to the box. You found out opal is my birthstone, didnt you?
Ryker didnt even try to cover up the sheepish grin on his face. Its not like your birthday is some big secret. I found out from Iola, so you must have told her at some point.
Of course. Trisha knows too. Its on the application I filled out for work. Well, sort of. October second wasnt her actual birthday, but the new one WITSEC had issued. However, it was close to her real date of birth, October ninth. She was grateful to only have a weeks discrepancy.
See? Its common knowledge.
Okay, fine. But you still went through the difficulty of asking Iola about it and then you went to a jeweler and select this particularly stunning and thoughtful necklace. Thats something boyfriends do. Thats not something you do. Because youre not my boyfriend.
His face fell, but soon the corners of his mouth managed to turn themselves up into a strained half-smile. Im not trying to act like your boyfriend. Im just trying to be nice. God, Emmie, its not like its a diamond ring.
Maybe not, but there were still close to forty diamonds involved in this gift
Youre taking this all incorrect. I like the necklace and the gesture is appreciated, but weve been seeing a lot of each other over the past few weeks and we must be sure we maintain clear bounds. For both of our sakes.
Is it for our sakes or for Sams?
Sam? Emmie had almost forgotten that Ryker had fulfilled him. What does he have to do with this?
Ryker glanced away from her, eyes grown darknes. Never mind, youre free to do what you want with whomever you want.
Damn right, I am. Trisha must have said something to him. He must think that she and Sam But that fact doesnt mean Im running around with every eligible bachelor in Oregon. I dont know what you think is happening with Sam, but the terms of our agreement havent changed. I only want to make sure it bides that style. If either of us feelings were getting mired, we should talk about it.
I suppose thats what were doing right now, isnt it?
Emmie studied the curve of Rykers lower back as he sat on the edge of her bed, elbows on knees. Reaching from behind him, she operated her hand along his side, over his thigh to his groin. Firmly taking hold of him, she pressed the bare skin of her chest to his back. Do you want to end this, Ryker?
Its so not fair for you to ask me that right now. He moaned softly and began to respond to her touch. Do you?
I want this to go on for as long as possible.
Without warning, he broke from her hold, flipped over and brought himself on top of her. I can definitely go on for as long as possible.
She laughed and then gasped as he entered her. Slowly, he thrust, and after shed been worked up to a frenzy, he astounded her by pulling out, leaving her right on the cusp of an earth-shattering orgasm. She squirmed under him, pressing on his backside, imploring him to enter her again hard, fast, however he wanted it, just as long as he was inside of her again.
Finally, after what seemed an agonizing duration of hour, he dedicated her what she wanted a powerful thrust followed by many more, bringing her to the high levels of ecstasy.
Afterwards, they lay there together, knowing they should separate, both unwilling to get up or move around. Emmie let herself drift off, the athleticism theyd exerted and the confusing conversation that proceeded it leaving her spend. When she woke to the jarring beep of her alarm, Ryker was gone. On the silver sheets in his place was a red jewelry box, Emmies birthstone tucked into the satin pleats within it.
She was a ticking time bomb. At some point, an alarm would voice and her lies would burst out into the world. It scratched her the wrong way that her child could be thought of as a lie, but Emmie could only deny reality for so long. An omission of the truth was still a lie of sorts.
It wasnt only Emmie who was dwelling on this topic as of late. Trisha reminded her of it on a slow day at work, when a particularly torrential cloudburst seemed to be keeping the majority of members of Iolas customers away. Delton was out sick and so Trisha manned the skillet while Emmie kept up with the few orders coming through.
I cant believe youre not showing already, Emmie. Its just a matter of time, you know. Youre three months along!
Emmie didnt need to be told that. Gestational dates leapt out of her brain nearly every morning; twelve weeks, six days. Thirteen weeks. And today, thirteen weeks, three days. It was true that Emmies belly had yet to move much beyond the gentle curve it had held prior to her pregnancy, though she had noticed other subtle changes in her body. Her backside, including with regard to, seemed to have filled out. Shed nearly fallen off the bed the other day when Ryker, who was in the perfect position to observe this part of her anatomy, had mentioned something about it being even more luscious than he remembered.
So, have you told Sam yet?
Hmm? Emmie was shaken out of what was an alarming but not entirely unpleasant memory. Oh Sam. No, I havent mentioned it.
Mentioned it? Emmie! Trisha hit her playfully on the shoulder. You have to! Poor guy, the longer you wait, the more difficult it will be.
And better that you tell him now rather than wait until he undresses you the working day and discovers it because you grew a baby bump overnight.
I dont think thats how it works.
Its exactly how it runs, and its exactly whats going to happen unless you grow a pair and tell him.
Emmie sighed. Im aware that Ill have to say something if our relationship continues, but I dont actually think its going to go anywhere.
Trisha didnt seem persuaded. You keep telling yourself that, Hun. But if it seems at any point that it is going somewhere besides Splitsville, just woman-up and tell him. If hes a halfway decent guy, hell take it well.
Take it well? Hey, weve been involved for a month and it sort of slipped my mind up to now, but guess what? Im pregnant. Dont worry, though, its not yours. Emmie shook her head. Honestly, I wouldnt blame him if he never wanted to see me again.
Well, I would blame him. I gamble hell be more understanding than you think.
Just dont go looking for china patterns for us, okay?
China? My, arent we presumptuous! No, Emmie, Ive already got your marriage all planned, and its going to feature Iolas specialty burgers served with a side of fries in our imagination red plastic baskets. Well cut the buns in the shape of hearts. Oh, and instead of you two sharing the first piece of cake, youll take a first sip from a chocolate milkshake. The guests can sit in the booths and well toss onion rings at you instead of rice as you walk down the aisle on your route to a lifetime of wedded bliss.
Youve thought about this way too much.
Sams your yes man. Not just because he gives you the best orgasms youve ever had. Theres something more to the two of you. I know these things! Trisha deposited two club sandwiches onto plates and slid them across the counter for Emmie to take. Anyways, you have to foresee the world you want to create for yourself. And my world has me catering your bridal. Deal with it.
Taking the plates, Emmie did her best to scowl at her friend without bursting into belly laughs.
Youll thank me when he proposes! Trisha called after her as she headed out onto the floor.
Almost falling the sandwiches, Emmie ran right into Ryker, who had evidently been on his style into the kitchen. When who proposes?
Emmies eyes grew wide. Hed heard that, dammit! No one, patently. Just Trisha being catty. You look like youve been through a typhoon. His hair was slicked back, water dripping from it onto his slate gray Gore-Tex jacket. Shivering, he slid out of it and flung it onto a nearby chair.
Have you insured it out there? He gestured to the outside world. Trees swayed like cornstalks as wind and rainfall battered against them while streams of water gushed out of the storm grates in the street simply beyond the parking lot.
Emmie winced. I wish I didnt have to go out in that soon. Hold on a second. She delivered the sandwiches to a waiting couple, then followed Ryker to a kiosk in the corner.
It should calm down.
The weather. By the time youre off run, the wind should have at least succumbed down.
Yeah, but Im leaving early today. I have a doctors appointment.
He slid into the booth. Is everything okay?
Sure! Sure. Its a regular appointment. You know, only a check-up.
But you dont have a vehicle. Let me give you a ride to the doctors office, at least. With all that woolen you wear, youre going to reek like a wet sheep before you reach the corner.
Emmies limbs went stiff. She couldnt precisely have Ryker falling her off at the obstetricians. Kind of a dead giveaway. Um, thank you for having that. Its okay, though. Truly. Ive get this.
Well, hello there, brother. I see youve combated Moon Beachs biggest blizzard of the year to grace us with your presence.
My appetite is bigger than this storm. He winked at Emmie, who turned away before Trisha could see how red her cheek were about to get.
Uh-huh. Well, with Emmie leaving early and with basically no customers except for Grace and Ed, she waved to the older couple sitting in a nearby kiosk, Im closing up early today. Its amazing that we still have power, but Im not counting on that holding. So, what do you want?
Ryker devoted her his order and she retreated into the kitchen while Emmie attended to Grace and Ed. Since Trisha wanted to shut down the diner early, she began her closing duties while Ryker waited for his food. As she scrubbed out the coffee-maker, the familiar earthy fragrance of sandalwood overtook the smell of burnt grounds. She turned to find Ryker a foot away restocking the napkins. What the hell, Ryker?
I guessed since you were ignoring me, Id come over so you could ignore me to my face.
You are so full of yourself. Im not dismissing you, Im working.
No , no youre dismissing me. I can tell.
Thats because She glanced around the restaurant and then lowered her voice. Thats because you winked suggestively at me, right in front of Trisha. Shes going to know somethings up.
First of all, I wink suggestively at a lot of women. Whos full of themselves now?
Still you. And could you use your inside voice please?
Secondly, he said in his wail across the playground voice, Trisha doesnt know anything. One little winking is hardly enough of a tell for her.
Why do I think thats not the first time youve underestimated her.
And it probably wont be the last either. But seriously, I think were safe. His telephone buzzed, prompting him to stop stuffing napkin dispensers long enough to look at the text. Damn, thats Dan. Appears like Im required back at the office. Ill just take my lunch to go. He ducked his head into the kitchen to let his sister know thered been a change of plans then headed towards his table. Are you sure I cant give you a ride?
Emmie shook her head. You need to get going anyways.
He peered outside at the blizzard, and then glanced back at her, a surprising level of confliction set into his expression. Its so nasty out, though. You shouldnt be walking all over township in this.
Dont worry, I wont. Ill asks Trisha to give me a ride.
Trisha chose that moment to come out of the kitchen, to-go box in hand. She handed it to her friend. Im on it. Our Emmie will be escorted to and from the doctors office. Happy now?
Ryker gave her one of his congenial smiles, followed by a kiss on the cheek. With a brief good-bye to Emmie, he jogged out the door, hood up to ward off the rain.
Oh. My. God … Trisha traversed her hands in front of her chest and glared at Emmie who stood there awkwardly biting her lip. You arent dating Sam, are you?
Please dont be mad at me, Trisha!
Trisha constricted her eyes. I dont know if Im mad or amused or No, I know what I am. I am totally grossed out! My friend is your yes man!
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