[English] Love, Lust & A Millionaire

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“Stop,” he commanded.

“What’s wrong?”

“Watching your breasts bounce up and down like that is driving me insane.” He grabbed the pillow from me and threw me on my back, hovering over me as he smashed his mouth to mine. “I need to **** you right now.”

“Stop talking,” I commanded as my breath hitched between kisses.

****

Oliver

We took our seats in first class and Delilah looked around as she made herself comfortable in her seat.

“Is something wrong?”

“No. I’m just taking in the luxury of first class.” She grinned.

“You’ve never flown first class before?”

Her grin disappeared as she shot me an “are you stupid” look. “No, Mr. Millionaire. I have never flown first class. Need I remind you where I came from?”

“Sorry.” I took her hand and brought it up to my lips. “I happen to love where you came from.” He winked.

“I’m so happy to be going home. I wish we could have flown in the helicopter with Tanner.” A distressed look swept across her face.

“I know, but we’ll arrive at the hospital just shortly after him. I think we need to talk about something.”

“What?”

“We need to discuss our sleeping arrangements when we get home. I don’t want Sophie—”

She placed her finger on my lips. “Don’t worry about Sophie. We’ll figure something out.”

“I want you in my bed. I don’t want to sleep alone ever again, but we need to be careful where she’s concerned.”

“Sophie is an extremely intelligent child. We’re going to have to talk to her and tell her what’s going on with us.”

“I know and I don’t know how,” I expressed.

“We’ll talk to her together.” She laid her head on my shoulder.

Even though Delilah didn’t seem too worried about Sophie, I couldn’t help but be concerned about how she would feel. Delilah was right; Sophie was highly intelligent and that was what worried me.

The plane landed and Scott drove us to Mount Sinai, where Tanner was already situated in his room. We spoke to this attending doctor and I was going to make arrangements for a physical therapist to come to the house. I had a small room off the foyer that was unfurnished and never used for anything. I arranged for a decorator to come and turn it into a bedroom for Tanner since he couldn’t walk up stairs. It would be perfect for him because everything he needed was on the first level. After spending some time with him, he ordered us to leave.

“You have to get home to Sophie. You’ve been by my side since the accident and I’m eternally grateful for that, but I’m not a child, Delilah. I’ll be fine here. Just make sure you visit.” He smiled.

She took his hand. “I feel bad for leaving you here.”

“Don’t be. Go home to that little girl. She needs you now. I have my cell phone right here. We can face time later.”

We said our goodbyes and Delilah stepped out of the room. Before I walked out, Tanner called to me.

“Yeah.” I turned around.

“Thank you, Oliver. Not only for what you’re doing for me, but for what you’ve done for Delilah. She deserves to be happy.”

“You’re welcome and I love your sister very much.”

****

As we walked up the steps, the front door flew open and Sophie came running outside.

“Delilah! Daddy!” She threw her arms around both of us.

“Hello, princess.” I smiled as I kissed her head.

“Hi, my little ray of sunshine.” Delilah bent down and swooped her up. “I missed you so much.”

Liam was standing at the door, smiling at us as we walked inside.

“Hello, my favorite two people in the whole world.”

“Bro.” We hugged.

He leaned over and gave Delilah a kiss on the cheek. “I’m glad you’re back. How’s Tanner?”

“He’s doing better. The doctor said he can probably come home in about a week.”

“Good to hear.”

Delilah put Sophie down as Clara walked into the foyer to greet us.

“Welcome home, Delilah and Mr. Wyatt.” She smiled as she hugged us both.

It was good to be home. I took our bags up to my bedroom. Clara prepared a late dinner for us and, after we ate, Delilah and I took Sophie upstairs to have a talk with her. After Delilah helped her into her pajamas, the three of us sat on the bed.

“There’s something we need to talk to you about, princess.”

“Is it bad?” she asked.

I softly smiled as I pushed her hair behind her ear. “No, sweetheart. It’s not bad.”

“What is it, Daddy?”

I looked at Delilah and she nodded at me. “You know how you love Delilah?”

“Yes.”

“Well, I love her too and the three of us are going to be spending a lot more time together and we want to know how you feel about that.”

She looked at Delilah and then back at me. “Are you and Delilah boyfriend and girlfriend?” she asked with innocence.

“Yes, we are, princess.”

“Does that mean you’ll be sleeping in the same bed?”

I swallowed hard and looked at Delilah. She took Sophie’s hands.

“Yes, Sophie. I will be moving my things into your daddy’s room and I’ll be sleeping in his bed.”

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I was mortified when she told her that.

“Okay.” Sophie smiled.

I let out a sigh of relief. We tucked her into bed, kissed her goodnight, and walked out of the room.

“See, no big deal.” Delilah smiled.

“I guess, but I’m not sure that I’m comfortable with her knowing that you’ll be sleeping in my bed.”

“That’s not the only thing that I’ll be doing in there.” She winked.

My **** twitched and I grabbed her, picked her up, and carried her to our room. I threw her on the bed and hovered over her.

“I want you to show me what exactly you’ll be doing in here.” I leaned down and kissed her ***y lips.

Chapter 35

Delilah

A couple of weeks had passed and Tanner was settled into his new room and the house. Oliver had hired a homecare nurse to attend to him and monitor his progress. It was good having him here with us and Sophie really liked him. Now that he was settled, it was time to focus on Sophie.

The alarm went off and Oliver moaned. I opened my eyes and smiled as I stroked his muscular chest.

“What’s the moan for?” I asked as I reached over and shut it off.

“The sound of that alarm is annoying. I’m still tired.” He kissed my head.

“You should be full of energy after what we did last night.”

“That’s exactly the reason why I’m tired.” He smiled.

“Don’t forget that the psychologist is coming over today around noon to meet Sophie. Will you be able to be here?” My lips pressed against his chest.

“Yes. I’ll be here.”

I smiled as I kissed his lips and went into the bathroom. We showered, got dressed, and when I went into Sophie’s room, she wasn’t in there. I walked down to the kitchen and poured a cup of coffee.

“Good morning, Clara. Where’s Sophie?”

“Good morning, Delilah. She went to Tanner’s room.”

“Ugh. I hope she didn’t wake him.”

I took my coffee and walked to Tanner’s room. I stood in the doorway and found Sophie sitting next to him. She was reading to him.

“Good morning. You didn’t wake Tanner up, did you, Soph?”

“No. He was already awake when I came in here.”

“Why don’t you go get ready for breakfast and I’ll bring Tanner out.”

“Okay.” She smiled as she climbed off the bed and walked out of the room.

“She’s a great kid, Delilah. I can’t believe how smart she is. She was reading me a book about Van Gough. That’s not normal for a five-year-old.”

I laughed. “I believe Sophie is a little genius. We have a psychologist coming to the house today to evaluate her.”

“Damn. I wish I was that smart.”

“If she’s bothering you, I can have a talk with her,” I said as I helped him into his wheelchair.

“Nah. She’s not bothering me at all. I like the company. Sometimes I feel like I’m talking to an adult.” He chuckled.

“That’s the problem. She can relate better to adults than she can to other children.”

“If she’s so smart, maybe she needs to be with other children that are on her level. She may find that ordinary kids are boring.”

I gave him a perplexed look. “I hadn’t thought of that. That’s a good point.”

****

“Hi, I’m Dr. Pettifeur.”

“Come in, Dr. Pettifeur. I’m Delilah Graham.”

“You can call me Elizabeth. I hate formality.”

She wasn’t anything that I expected. She was dressed in a pair of khakis, a white cotton button-down shirt, and a pair of loafers. Her blonde hair was pulled back in a high ponytail and she wore black-rimmed glasses. She looked to be about mid-thirties. I kept staring at her and she picked up on it because she asked if something was wrong.

“I apologize. I’m so embarrassed. I just thought—”

“Let me guess. You were expecting someone to look more professional? Sort of stuffy and uptight looking?” She smiled.

I had no words. She knew exactly what I was thinking.

“It’s okay.” She laughed. “I get that a lot. Being a child psychologist, I don’t like to intimidate the children. It helps to be more on their level. I don’t want them to think of me as a doctor because, frankly, doctors scare kids. I want them to think of me as their friend.”

“That is so true. Again, I apologize.”

“No worries.” She gave a warm and friendly smile.

“Her father should be home any minute. If you’ll follow me upstairs, I can introduce you to Sophie.”

“All right, let’s do this. It says in my notes that you’re her nanny?”

“Yes.”

Just as we were walking up the stairs, the front door opened and Oliver walked in.

“Oliver, this is Dr. Pettifeur.”

“Nice to meet you.” He held out his hand. “I’m Oliver Wyatt, Sophie’s father.”

“Nice to meet you, Mr. Wyatt. You can call me Elizabeth.”

We continued up the stairs and to Sophie’s room. When I opened the door, she was sitting down on her stool painting and, immediately, Elizabeth introduced herself before I could speak.

“Hi, Sophie, I’m Elizabeth. What a beautiful painting.”

“Thank you.”

Tears sprang to my eyes when I saw what she was painting. Oliver took note of my reaction and put his arm around me.

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I was mortified when she told her that.

“Okay.” Sophie smiled.

I let out a sigh of relief. We tucked her into bed, kissed her goodnight, and walked out of the room.

“See, no big deal.” Delilah smiled.

“I guess, but I’m not sure that I’m comfortable with her knowing that you’ll be sleeping in my bed.”

“That’s not the only thing that I’ll be doing in there.” She winked.

My **** twitched and I grabbed her, picked her up, and carried her to our room. I threw her on the bed and hovered over her.

“I want you to show me what exactly you’ll be doing in here.” I leaned down and kissed her ***y lips.

Chapter 35

Delilah

A couple of weeks had passed and Tanner was settled into his new room and the house. Oliver had hired a homecare nurse to attend to him and monitor his progress. It was good having him here with us and Sophie really liked him. Now that he was settled, it was time to focus on Sophie.

The alarm went off and Oliver moaned. I opened my eyes and smiled as I stroked his muscular chest.

“What’s the moan for?” I asked as I reached over and shut it off.

“The sound of that alarm is annoying. I’m still tired.” He kissed my head.

“You should be full of energy after what we did last night.”

“That’s exactly the reason why I’m tired.” He smiled.

“Don’t forget that the psychologist is coming over today around noon to meet Sophie. Will you be able to be here?” My lips pressed against his chest.

“Yes. I’ll be here.”

I smiled as I kissed his lips and went into the bathroom. We showered, got dressed, and when I went into Sophie’s room, she wasn’t in there. I walked down to the kitchen and poured a cup of coffee.

“Good morning, Clara. Where’s Sophie?”

“Good morning, Delilah. She went to Tanner’s room.”

“Ugh. I hope she didn’t wake him.”

I took my coffee and walked to Tanner’s room. I stood in the doorway and found Sophie sitting next to him. She was reading to him.

“Good morning. You didn’t wake Tanner up, did you, Soph?”

“No. He was already awake when I came in here.”

“Why don’t you go get ready for breakfast and I’ll bring Tanner out.”

“Okay.” She smiled as she climbed off the bed and walked out of the room.

“She’s a great kid, Delilah. I can’t believe how smart she is. She was reading me a book about Van Gough. That’s not normal for a five-year-old.”

I laughed. “I believe Sophie is a little genius. We have a psychologist coming to the house today to evaluate her.”

“Damn. I wish I was that smart.”

“If she’s bothering you, I can have a talk with her,” I said as I helped him into his wheelchair.

“Nah. She’s not bothering me at all. I like the company. Sometimes I feel like I’m talking to an adult.” He chuckled.

“That’s the problem. She can relate better to adults than she can to other children.”

“If she’s so smart, maybe she needs to be with other children that are on her level. She may find that ordinary kids are boring.”

I gave him a perplexed look. “I hadn’t thought of that. That’s a good point.”

****

“Hi, I’m Dr. Pettifeur.”

“Come in, Dr. Pettifeur. I’m Delilah Graham.”

“You can call me Elizabeth. I hate formality.”

She wasn’t anything that I expected. She was dressed in a pair of khakis, a white cotton button-down shirt, and a pair of loafers. Her blonde hair was pulled back in a high ponytail and she wore black-rimmed glasses. She looked to be about mid-thirties. I kept staring at her and she picked up on it because she asked if something was wrong.

“I apologize. I’m so embarrassed. I just thought—”

“Let me guess. You were expecting someone to look more professional? Sort of stuffy and uptight looking?” She smiled.

I had no words. She knew exactly what I was thinking.

“It’s okay.” She laughed. “I get that a lot. Being a child psychologist, I don’t like to intimidate the children. It helps to be more on their level. I don’t want them to think of me as a doctor because, frankly, doctors scare kids. I want them to think of me as their friend.”

“That is so true. Again, I apologize.”

“No worries.” She gave a warm and friendly smile.

“Her father should be home any minute. If you’ll follow me upstairs, I can introduce you to Sophie.”

“All right, let’s do this. It says in my notes that you’re her nanny?”

“Yes.”

Just as we were walking up the stairs, the front door opened and Oliver walked in.

“Oliver, this is Dr. Pettifeur.”

“Nice to meet you.” He held out his hand. “I’m Oliver Wyatt, Sophie’s father.”

“Nice to meet you, Mr. Wyatt. You can call me Elizabeth.”

We continued up the stairs and to Sophie’s room. When I opened the door, she was sitting down on her stool painting and, immediately, Elizabeth introduced herself before I could speak.

“Hi, Sophie, I’m Elizabeth. What a beautiful painting.”

“Thank you.”

Tears sprang to my eyes when I saw what she was painting. Oliver took note of my reaction and put his arm around me.

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“If you don’t mind, I would like to talk to Sophie alone. When we’re finished, I’ll speak to both of you.” She gave us a confused look as she saw Oliver’s arm around me.

We walked out of the room. “Are you okay?” he asked. “I noticed your reaction when you saw Sophie’s painting.”

“It’s of my mom in Heaven. I had given her a picture of her last week. It looks like the same picture she painted of Elaine but with my mom.”

He pulled me closer to him as we walked downstairs. “Did you tell Dr. Pettifeur, or Elizabeth, about Sophie’s behavior at the play group last week?”

“No. Not yet. I haven’t had the chance.”

“Well, hopefully, we’ll get some answers soon. I really didn’t expect her to look like that.”

“Like what?” I knew he was already thinking the same thing I did.

“So casual. She seems really nice and friendly.”

“She seems very nice. She came highly recommended by Sophie’s doctor.”

“Don’t you think it’s odd that she introduced herself to Sophie as Elizabeth instead of Dr.?”

“She told me she doesn’t like formality.”

His eyebrow arched in that ***y way that made me want to kiss him passionately. “Oh. Okay, I guess sometimes formality isn’t always a good thing.”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “How is work going so far?”

“It’s fine. Liam seems out of sorts today. I’m going to have to talk to him to find out what’s going on.”

“Hmm. Girl problems?”

“I don’t know. As far as I know, he’s not seeing anyone. I’m going to go into my study and do some work. Come get me when she’s finished with Sophie.” His lips brushed against mine.

“I will.” I smiled as I ran my thumb across his lips.

He leaned over and whispered in my ear. “You just made my **** twitch.”

“Good.” I winked as I walked away and went to the kitchen to talk to Clara.

A couple of hours had passed and Elizabeth came downstairs.

“All set?” I asked with a smile.

“Yes.”

“Oliver is in his study. We can talk up there.”

Nervousness settled inside of me as we walked into Oliver’s study. He stood up and asked Elizabeth to take a seat while I shut the door.

“How did it go?” Oliver asked her.

“Sophie is an extremely intelligent child. She possesses an incredible artistic ability that most people could never have in their lifetime. I do believe your daughter has an extremely high I.Q. level, but she’ll need to undergo some extensive testing in order for us to be sure. She told me a lot about her mother, who passed away recently. She also talked a lot about you, Delilah.”

“Oh?”

“Are the two of you seeing each other?” she asked as she looked at Oliver.

“Yes, we are. Is that a problem?”

“No. Sophie sees Delilah as the motherly type, which is good, don’t get me wrong. But the attachment is so strong that if something should happen between the two of you, the effect on Sophie could be detrimental. Especially with her just losing her mother. Were you the only nanny Sophie has had since she came to live here?” she asked me.

“No.” I looked at Oliver.

“There were about six others prior to Delilah. With Sophie’s behavioral problems, they quit after a couple of weeks.”

“I see.” She wrote on her notepad. “Sophie told me that you sing, play the piano and the guitar.”

“Yes. I do.”

“That’s how we met Delilah in the first place. We were at the diner she worked at having lunch and Sophie went into a meltdown after she had knocked over my cup of coffee. Delilah sat down next to her and started singing to her and, instantly, they connected. I had seen something in my daughter with Delilah that I hadn’t seen before.”

“Makes sense.” She nodded her head. “Sophie connected with you because of your artistic ability. She considers you on the same level as her. Unfortunately for children of Sophie’s status, they gravitate towards people who are equally as smart as them. Does Sophie have issues with other children?”

“Yes. I took her to a play group last week and at first she was fine, but as she was trying to play with the other children, she became agitated and shut down, yelling at them to go away and leave her alone.”

“The problem with gifted children is that they often feel misunderstood and then they feel rejected, which in turn causes behavioral problems. She told me that you understood her need for reading and art and took her to the library and museum.”

“Yes. I felt that in Sophie’s situation, she needed to express herself, or cope, in an artistic way. For me, it’s my music and I saw Sophie’s artistic abilities in her drawings.”

She gave me a smile. “You’re very intelligent. No wonder Sophie connected with you so quickly.”

“Thank you. But in reality, I’m not that smart.”

“I think you are.” Oliver winked.

“Okay. So here are my suggestions to both of you. Bring Sophie into my office and we’ll test her and see how smart she really is. I pretty much already know her level, but we need a number for our records. Even though Sophie has the mind of an adult, she is a child and needs to be treated as such. Strict discipline is the key when appropriate. She also needs to understand that not every child is like her and that it’s okay. This is the time where you need to push social interaction. She needs to learn that she fits into this world. She needs to develop a sense of belonging and, with the right guidance, which I do believe you both can give her, she’ll gain that. I assume that she’ll be starting kindergarten in the fall?” she asked with a twisted face.

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“If you don’t mind, I would like to talk to Sophie alone. When we’re finished, I’ll speak to both of you.” She gave us a confused look as she saw Oliver’s arm around me.

We walked out of the room. “Are you okay?” he asked. “I noticed your reaction when you saw Sophie’s painting.”

“It’s of my mom in Heaven. I had given her a picture of her last week. It looks like the same picture she painted of Elaine but with my mom.”

He pulled me closer to him as we walked downstairs. “Did you tell Dr. Pettifeur, or Elizabeth, about Sophie’s behavior at the play group last week?”

“No. Not yet. I haven’t had the chance.”

“Well, hopefully, we’ll get some answers soon. I really didn’t expect her to look like that.”

“Like what?” I knew he was already thinking the same thing I did.

“So casual. She seems really nice and friendly.”

“She seems very nice. She came highly recommended by Sophie’s doctor.”

“Don’t you think it’s odd that she introduced herself to Sophie as Elizabeth instead of Dr.?”

“She told me she doesn’t like formality.”

His eyebrow arched in that ***y way that made me want to kiss him passionately. “Oh. Okay, I guess sometimes formality isn’t always a good thing.”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “How is work going so far?”

“It’s fine. Liam seems out of sorts today. I’m going to have to talk to him to find out what’s going on.”

“Hmm. Girl problems?”

“I don’t know. As far as I know, he’s not seeing anyone. I’m going to go into my study and do some work. Come get me when she’s finished with Sophie.” His lips brushed against mine.

“I will.” I smiled as I ran my thumb across his lips.

He leaned over and whispered in my ear. “You just made my **** twitch.”

“Good.” I winked as I walked away and went to the kitchen to talk to Clara.

A couple of hours had passed and Elizabeth came downstairs.

“All set?” I asked with a smile.

“Yes.”

“Oliver is in his study. We can talk up there.”

Nervousness settled inside of me as we walked into Oliver’s study. He stood up and asked Elizabeth to take a seat while I shut the door.

“How did it go?” Oliver asked her.

“Sophie is an extremely intelligent child. She possesses an incredible artistic ability that most people could never have in their lifetime. I do believe your daughter has an extremely high I.Q. level, but she’ll need to undergo some extensive testing in order for us to be sure. She told me a lot about her mother, who passed away recently. She also talked a lot about you, Delilah.”

“Oh?”

“Are the two of you seeing each other?” she asked as she looked at Oliver.

“Yes, we are. Is that a problem?”

“No. Sophie sees Delilah as the motherly type, which is good, don’t get me wrong. But the attachment is so strong that if something should happen between the two of you, the effect on Sophie could be detrimental. Especially with her just losing her mother. Were you the only nanny Sophie has had since she came to live here?” she asked me.

“No.” I looked at Oliver.

“There were about six others prior to Delilah. With Sophie’s behavioral problems, they quit after a couple of weeks.”

“I see.” She wrote on her notepad. “Sophie told me that you sing, play the piano and the guitar.”

“Yes. I do.”

“That’s how we met Delilah in the first place. We were at the diner she worked at having lunch and Sophie went into a meltdown after she had knocked over my cup of coffee. Delilah sat down next to her and started singing to her and, instantly, they connected. I had seen something in my daughter with Delilah that I hadn’t seen before.”

“Makes sense.” She nodded her head. “Sophie connected with you because of your artistic ability. She considers you on the same level as her. Unfortunately for children of Sophie’s status, they gravitate towards people who are equally as smart as them. Does Sophie have issues with other children?”

“Yes. I took her to a play group last week and at first she was fine, but as she was trying to play with the other children, she became agitated and shut down, yelling at them to go away and leave her alone.”

“The problem with gifted children is that they often feel misunderstood and then they feel rejected, which in turn causes behavioral problems. She told me that you understood her need for reading and art and took her to the library and museum.”

“Yes. I felt that in Sophie’s situation, she needed to express herself, or cope, in an artistic way. For me, it’s my music and I saw Sophie’s artistic abilities in her drawings.”

She gave me a smile. “You’re very intelligent. No wonder Sophie connected with you so quickly.”

“Thank you. But in reality, I’m not that smart.”

“I think you are.” Oliver winked.

“Okay. So here are my suggestions to both of you. Bring Sophie into my office and we’ll test her and see how smart she really is. I pretty much already know her level, but we need a number for our records. Even though Sophie has the mind of an adult, she is a child and needs to be treated as such. Strict discipline is the key when appropriate. She also needs to understand that not every child is like her and that it’s okay. This is the time where you need to push social interaction. She needs to learn that she fits into this world. She needs to develop a sense of belonging and, with the right guidance, which I do believe you both can give her, she’ll gain that. I assume that she’ll be starting kindergarten in the fall?” she asked with a twisted face.

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“Yes. She’ll be attending a private school.”

“Okay. My suggestion to you would be to enroll her into a school for gifted children. If you throw her in a regular school, even a private one, she’ll become bored and you’ll have other issues with her. Her brain is like a sponge and it’s absorbing all kinds of knowledge at an enormous rate. She needs to be in a program where she won’t be bored and with others who understand her needs. It’s very important. She won’t be able to thrive in a classroom with ordinary children.”

“We will certainly look into that,” Oliver spoke.

“One last thing. I believe I have already gained Sophie’s trust and I would like to see her once a month for a couple of hours to monitor her progress and behavior, if that’s okay with you?”

“That sounds good. We can do that.”

“Good.” She smiled as she got up from her seat. “Parenting a gifted child isn’t easy. You’ll have ups and downs, but if you handle each situation correctly, she’ll thrive into an amazing adult. Who knows? She may even change the world.”

Oliver and I got up and shook her hand. “Thank you, Elizabeth.”

“You’re welcome. Also, gifted children are wonderful manipulators and I can guarantee that Sophie will, if she hasn’t already, try to manipulate you. Don’t let it happen.”

Chapter 36

Oliver

I sighed as we walked Elizabeth to the door. I turned and looked at Delilah as I shook my head.

“What’s wrong?”

“My head is spinning from all that information.”

She laughed as she wrapped her arms around me. “She’ll be fine. Who knows? Maybe by the time she’s sixteen, she’ll be a doctor.”

“This doesn’t bother you?”

“Why would it? Sophie is a normal child who has an exceptional brain. As long as we do the right things by her, she’ll do great.”

“I knew there was a reason I loved you other than the fact that you’re a goddess in bed.” He kissed my lips.

“I’m going to take that as a compliment, Mr. Wyatt.”

“As you should, Miss Graham.” I looked at my watch. “I need to get back to the office for a while. Why don’t you tell Clara to take the rest of the day off and we’ll take Sophie and Tanner out to dinner tonight. I think he would love to get out of this house.”

“Sounds good. They’ll love it.”

I gave Delilah one last kiss and headed to the office. As I sat at my desk trying to concentrate on getting some work done, Liam walked in.

“Here are the contracts for the apartment building over on West 75th Street.”

I could still tell something was off with him. “Sit down,” I commanded.

“Okay. What’s up?” He leaned back in his chair.

“What’s going on with you?”

“What do you mean?”

“You can’t fool me, little brother. I know something’s bothering you.”

He sighed as he laced his fingers behind his head. “I don’t know, to be honest. I guess I’m feeling a little lonely.”

I narrowed my eyes. “What do you mean?”

“Do I have to spell it out, Oliver? I want to meet the right girl.”

“You date woman all the time. They practically fall at your feet.”

“True. But none of them are the right girl and I know damn well you know what I mean.”

I scratched the back of my head as I leaned back in my chair. “I do know what you mean and you will meet her eventually.”

“I look at you and Delilah and I will admit that I’m jealous. She’s an amazing woman and she’s perfect for you. I want what you have. These relationships I get into are meaningless. I have yet to find that special woman who makes my heart skip a beat when she looks at me.”

I took in a deep breath. I could feel my brother’s pain and I didn’t like it. “I know, and trust me, you’ll find her when you least expect it. I’m a prime example of that.”

“Yeah. It’s weird how things work out sometimes.”

“Listen, you’re a great guy and a successful businessman. She’s out there somewhere. Just be patient and one day, she’ll pop into your life and you won’t know what hit you. Until then, just keep having that meaningless ***.” I gave him a wink.

“Thanks, bro.”

“I’m taking Delilah, Tanner, and Sophie out to dinner tonight. Why don’t you join us?”

“Nah. I have plans with Adam tonight. There’s a bar calling our names.”

I rolled my eyes. “Okay. If you change your mind, let me know.”

“Thanks, Oliver. I’ll talk to you later.” He walked out of the office.

I felt sorry for him. He wasn’t like me. He didn’t put up a wall and he had no issues like I once did. He deserved to be happy and seeing him down and out like that killed me.

****

Delilah

Oliver took us out for a nice dinner and then after, we went to Central Park. It was a beautiful summer night and the park was alive with people and music. Oliver pushed Tanner in his wheelchair and I held on to Sophie’s hand as we enjoyed the scenery and took in the different music that played all around. When we arrived back home, I helped Tanner into bed and Oliver took care of Sophie.

“Thanks for everything, sis,” Tanner spoke as I helped him into bed.

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“Yes. She’ll be attending a private school.”

“Okay. My suggestion to you would be to enroll her into a school for gifted children. If you throw her in a regular school, even a private one, she’ll become bored and you’ll have other issues with her. Her brain is like a sponge and it’s absorbing all kinds of knowledge at an enormous rate. She needs to be in a program where she won’t be bored and with others who understand her needs. It’s very important. She won’t be able to thrive in a classroom with ordinary children.”

“We will certainly look into that,” Oliver spoke.

“One last thing. I believe I have already gained Sophie’s trust and I would like to see her once a month for a couple of hours to monitor her progress and behavior, if that’s okay with you?”

“That sounds good. We can do that.”

“Good.” She smiled as she got up from her seat. “Parenting a gifted child isn’t easy. You’ll have ups and downs, but if you handle each situation correctly, she’ll thrive into an amazing adult. Who knows? She may even change the world.”

Oliver and I got up and shook her hand. “Thank you, Elizabeth.”

“You’re welcome. Also, gifted children are wonderful manipulators and I can guarantee that Sophie will, if she hasn’t already, try to manipulate you. Don’t let it happen.”

Chapter 36

Oliver

I sighed as we walked Elizabeth to the door. I turned and looked at Delilah as I shook my head.

“What’s wrong?”

“My head is spinning from all that information.”

She laughed as she wrapped her arms around me. “She’ll be fine. Who knows? Maybe by the time she’s sixteen, she’ll be a doctor.”

“This doesn’t bother you?”

“Why would it? Sophie is a normal child who has an exceptional brain. As long as we do the right things by her, she’ll do great.”

“I knew there was a reason I loved you other than the fact that you’re a goddess in bed.” He kissed my lips.

“I’m going to take that as a compliment, Mr. Wyatt.”

“As you should, Miss Graham.” I looked at my watch. “I need to get back to the office for a while. Why don’t you tell Clara to take the rest of the day off and we’ll take Sophie and Tanner out to dinner tonight. I think he would love to get out of this house.”

“Sounds good. They’ll love it.”

I gave Delilah one last kiss and headed to the office. As I sat at my desk trying to concentrate on getting some work done, Liam walked in.

“Here are the contracts for the apartment building over on West 75th Street.”

I could still tell something was off with him. “Sit down,” I commanded.

“Okay. What’s up?” He leaned back in his chair.

“What’s going on with you?”

“What do you mean?”

“You can’t fool me, little brother. I know something’s bothering you.”

He sighed as he laced his fingers behind his head. “I don’t know, to be honest. I guess I’m feeling a little lonely.”

I narrowed my eyes. “What do you mean?”

“Do I have to spell it out, Oliver? I want to meet the right girl.”

“You date woman all the time. They practically fall at your feet.”

“True. But none of them are the right girl and I know damn well you know what I mean.”

I scratched the back of my head as I leaned back in my chair. “I do know what you mean and you will meet her eventually.”

“I look at you and Delilah and I will admit that I’m jealous. She’s an amazing woman and she’s perfect for you. I want what you have. These relationships I get into are meaningless. I have yet to find that special woman who makes my heart skip a beat when she looks at me.”

I took in a deep breath. I could feel my brother’s pain and I didn’t like it. “I know, and trust me, you’ll find her when you least expect it. I’m a prime example of that.”

“Yeah. It’s weird how things work out sometimes.”

“Listen, you’re a great guy and a successful businessman. She’s out there somewhere. Just be patient and one day, she’ll pop into your life and you won’t know what hit you. Until then, just keep having that meaningless ***.” I gave him a wink.

“Thanks, bro.”

“I’m taking Delilah, Tanner, and Sophie out to dinner tonight. Why don’t you join us?”

“Nah. I have plans with Adam tonight. There’s a bar calling our names.”

I rolled my eyes. “Okay. If you change your mind, let me know.”

“Thanks, Oliver. I’ll talk to you later.” He walked out of the office.

I felt sorry for him. He wasn’t like me. He didn’t put up a wall and he had no issues like I once did. He deserved to be happy and seeing him down and out like that killed me.

****

Delilah

Oliver took us out for a nice dinner and then after, we went to Central Park. It was a beautiful summer night and the park was alive with people and music. Oliver pushed Tanner in his wheelchair and I held on to Sophie’s hand as we enjoyed the scenery and took in the different music that played all around. When we arrived back home, I helped Tanner into bed and Oliver took care of Sophie.

“Thanks for everything, sis,” Tanner spoke as I helped him into bed.

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“You’re welcome. I’m just really sorry that you’re going through this.”

“I’m okay. I wouldn’t have come this far without you.”

I leaned over and kissed his forehead. “You’re a lot stronger than you give yourself cre*** for.”

“Thanks to you.”

“Good night, Tanner. I’ll see you in the morning.”

“Good night, sis. I love you.”

“I love you too.” I blew him a kiss before leaving his room.

I walked upstairs and gave Sophie a kiss goodnight. When I walked into our bedroom, Oliver was undressing. A feeling of excitement overtook me as he slid off his shirt. His muscled biceps, well-defined six-pack, and strong, muscular back sent my panties into a soak fest. It didn’t matter how many times I saw him without his shirt on, the same feeling revved throughout my body.

“I called The Anderson School today over on the Upper West Side and talked to them about enrolling Sophie in the fall.”

“What did they say?” I asked as I took off my sundress and went into the bathroom to wash my face.

“They said that all applications had to be turned in last fall for this coming fall.”

“****. Are you serious?”

“Don’t worry, it was nothing that a little donation to the school couldn’t fix.” He walked up behind me and grabbed his toothbrush.

“A little donation? You mean you bought your daughter’s way into the school.”

“It depends on how you look at it. Sophie will be going there next week for testing. As long as she passes, she’s in.”

“So how much of a donation did you give?” I asked as I dried my face with a towel.

“A million dollars.”

“A million dollars?!” I exclaimed. “Oliver.”

He rinsed his mouth and I handed him the towel. “What? There’s no price too great when it comes to the well-being of my daughter or my girlfriend.”

“Is that so?” I ran my finger down center of his chest.

“It’s very so.” His lips seductively touched mine and his hands roamed up and down my sides. “Have I told you how ****ing beautiful you are?”

“Yes. But feel free to say it again.” I gasped as his tongue slid down the front of my throat and his hands unclasped my bra.

“You’re so ****ing beautiful.” He pulled down my panties and lifted me up on the sink.

My hand traveled to the front of him, stroking his hard **** through the fabric of his underwear. He moaned and leaned down, taking in each of my breasts, licking and kissing until his lips wrapped around my nipple, sending me into a frenzy. His hand cupped me below before he dipped his fingers inside, feeling his way around and hitting all the right spots. I arched my back as he pulled his fingers out and brought me to the very edge, burying his head between my legs. His tongue circled my clit before engulfing my entire wet area with his magical mouth. The buildup was happening as I placed my feet on his shoulders and threw my head back, tightening my legs as the climax rushed through my body.

“Mhmm. That’s what I like, baby.” He stood up and smashed his mouth against mine for a passionate kiss before thrusting himself inside me. ***ual moans escaped both our lips as he moved in and out of me at a rapid pace, slipping his hands underneath me until my ass was held firmly by his grip. Another orgasm was coming as I swelled around his ****.

“You feel so good, Delilah. I never want to stop ****ing you,” he panted as he thrust in and out.

“I never want you to stop.” My fingers dug into his flesh as he pounded into me with two last strokes sending my body into madness as we both released at the same time and him saying my name slowly as he poured every last drop of his pleasure inside of me.

I wrapped my arms around his neck as our lips passionately kissed and he held my face in his hands.

“I’m never letting you go,” he whispered as he stared into my eyes.

“I’m never leaving.” My finger ran down his cheek.

Chapter 37

Oliver

One Month Later

Everything was falling into place. Tanner was on his way to a full recovery with his leg and his physical therapy was going well. Sophie had tested almost perfect and was going to be attending first grade in the fall. She was going to be six years old and they said that because of her test scores, she should start in the first grade. Delilah’s birthday was coming up and I had a plan to make it one she’d never forget.

It was a Saturday and I had arranged for Jenny to spend the day with Delilah. They needed a girls’ day out. I booked them an all-day spa appointment, complete with massages, facials, manicures, pedicures, and body wraps. Plus, it was a way to get her out of the house so I could spend some time with Sophie alone. I brought her outside on the patio with me so we could have a little talk.

“What do you want to talk about, Daddy?” she asked as she dug into the bowl of ice cream I gave her.

“You know much I love Delilah, right?”

“Yes. I love her too.”

“I know you do. I want nothing more than to spend the rest of my life with her and I want to ask her to marry me. How would you feel about that?”

Her eyes widened. “If you got married, then she would be my mommy.”

“That’s right, princess.” I smiled. “I love her very much and I want us to be a family.”

She set down her spoon and wrapped her little arms around my neck, giving me a big squeeze. “I want you to marry Delilah, Daddy.”

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“You’re welcome. I’m just really sorry that you’re going through this.”

“I’m okay. I wouldn’t have come this far without you.”

I leaned over and kissed his forehead. “You’re a lot stronger than you give yourself cre*** for.”

“Thanks to you.”

“Good night, Tanner. I’ll see you in the morning.”

“Good night, sis. I love you.”

“I love you too.” I blew him a kiss before leaving his room.

I walked upstairs and gave Sophie a kiss goodnight. When I walked into our bedroom, Oliver was undressing. A feeling of excitement overtook me as he slid off his shirt. His muscled biceps, well-defined six-pack, and strong, muscular back sent my panties into a soak fest. It didn’t matter how many times I saw him without his shirt on, the same feeling revved throughout my body.

“I called The Anderson School today over on the Upper West Side and talked to them about enrolling Sophie in the fall.”

“What did they say?” I asked as I took off my sundress and went into the bathroom to wash my face.

“They said that all applications had to be turned in last fall for this coming fall.”

“****. Are you serious?”

“Don’t worry, it was nothing that a little donation to the school couldn’t fix.” He walked up behind me and grabbed his toothbrush.

“A little donation? You mean you bought your daughter’s way into the school.”

“It depends on how you look at it. Sophie will be going there next week for testing. As long as she passes, she’s in.”

“So how much of a donation did you give?” I asked as I dried my face with a towel.

“A million dollars.”

“A million dollars?!” I exclaimed. “Oliver.”

He rinsed his mouth and I handed him the towel. “What? There’s no price too great when it comes to the well-being of my daughter or my girlfriend.”

“Is that so?” I ran my finger down center of his chest.

“It’s very so.” His lips seductively touched mine and his hands roamed up and down my sides. “Have I told you how ****ing beautiful you are?”

“Yes. But feel free to say it again.” I gasped as his tongue slid down the front of my throat and his hands unclasped my bra.

“You’re so ****ing beautiful.” He pulled down my panties and lifted me up on the sink.

My hand traveled to the front of him, stroking his hard **** through the fabric of his underwear. He moaned and leaned down, taking in each of my breasts, licking and kissing until his lips wrapped around my nipple, sending me into a frenzy. His hand cupped me below before he dipped his fingers inside, feeling his way around and hitting all the right spots. I arched my back as he pulled his fingers out and brought me to the very edge, burying his head between my legs. His tongue circled my clit before engulfing my entire wet area with his magical mouth. The buildup was happening as I placed my feet on his shoulders and threw my head back, tightening my legs as the climax rushed through my body.

“Mhmm. That’s what I like, baby.” He stood up and smashed his mouth against mine for a passionate kiss before thrusting himself inside me. ***ual moans escaped both our lips as he moved in and out of me at a rapid pace, slipping his hands underneath me until my ass was held firmly by his grip. Another orgasm was coming as I swelled around his ****.

“You feel so good, Delilah. I never want to stop ****ing you,” he panted as he thrust in and out.

“I never want you to stop.” My fingers dug into his flesh as he pounded into me with two last strokes sending my body into madness as we both released at the same time and him saying my name slowly as he poured every last drop of his pleasure inside of me.

I wrapped my arms around his neck as our lips passionately kissed and he held my face in his hands.

“I’m never letting you go,” he whispered as he stared into my eyes.

“I’m never leaving.” My finger ran down his cheek.

Chapter 37

Oliver

One Month Later

Everything was falling into place. Tanner was on his way to a full recovery with his leg and his physical therapy was going well. Sophie had tested almost perfect and was going to be attending first grade in the fall. She was going to be six years old and they said that because of her test scores, she should start in the first grade. Delilah’s birthday was coming up and I had a plan to make it one she’d never forget.

It was a Saturday and I had arranged for Jenny to spend the day with Delilah. They needed a girls’ day out. I booked them an all-day spa appointment, complete with massages, facials, manicures, pedicures, and body wraps. Plus, it was a way to get her out of the house so I could spend some time with Sophie alone. I brought her outside on the patio with me so we could have a little talk.

“What do you want to talk about, Daddy?” she asked as she dug into the bowl of ice cream I gave her.

“You know much I love Delilah, right?”

“Yes. I love her too.”

“I know you do. I want nothing more than to spend the rest of my life with her and I want to ask her to marry me. How would you feel about that?”

Her eyes widened. “If you got married, then she would be my mommy.”

“That’s right, princess.” I smiled. “I love her very much and I want us to be a family.”

She set down her spoon and wrapped her little arms around my neck, giving me a big squeeze. “I want you to marry Delilah, Daddy.”

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“There’s nothing I want more in this world, baby. Finish up your ice cream because I need your help picking out a very special ring for her, but you can’t tell her. This is our very own little secret.”

“I won’t tell her. I promise.”

“Good girl.” I hugged her.

We went to Tiffany’s and looked at all the engagement rings they had. There was one in particular that caught my eye. It was a two-carat, princess cut with beaded diamonds encased along the band. I picked it up and knew instantly how beautiful this would look sitting on her long, slender finger.

“That’s one of our finest diamonds priced at $40,500.00,” Frederick spoke.

“Sophie, what do you think about this one?” I held it up to her.

“It’s so beautiful and sparkly. I think Delilah will love it.” She smiled brightly.

“Me too. I’ll take it, Frederick. Remember, Sophie, not a word of this to Delilah. We don’t want to spoil the surprise.”

“No worries. I won’t tell her.”

I kissed her head, paid for the ring, and then headed to the bookstore to buy Sophie some books. When we arrived back home, Delilah was in the kitchen making some tea.

“There you two are. Where were you?” she asked as I walked over and gave her a kiss.

Sophie held up her bag. “We went to the bookstore and bought some books.”

“Awesome, Soph.”

“I’m going up to my room to read them.”

“How was your spa day?” I gripped her hips.

“It was amazing. Thank you again for doing that for us.” She wrapped her arms around my neck and pressed her lips against mine.

“You’re welcome. I hope you didn’t make any plans for your birthday.”

She gave me a strange look. “No. Not yet.”

“Good, because I’m taking you to dinner in Fiji.”

She laughed. “Okay, when do we leave?” she asked jokingly.

“We leave in three days,” I spoke with seriousness.

Her smile left her lips as she stared at me. “You’re serious, aren’t you?”

“Yes. I’m taking you to Fiji for your birthday.”

“Oh my God, Oliver. But what about Tanner and Sophie?”

“They’re coming and so are Clara, Liam, and also Jenny and Stephen will be accompanying us.”

She placed her hands over her mouth in shock. “Jenny knows about this?”

I smiled. “Yes, she knows. Everyone knows and they’re excited to go. I hope you are too.”

“Excited isn’t the word, Oliver.” She jumped up and wrapped her legs around my waist, kissing me a thousand times over. Nothing made me happier than to see the happiness and excitement that radiated throughout her.

****

Delilah

Oliver rented a private plane to fly all of us to Fiji. He didn’t give me much notice and I had to spend the whole day before shopping for the appropriate vacation clothes. After a very long flight and then a short helicopter ride, we arrived at the Likuliku Lagoon Resort. I’d never seen anything more beautiful or spectacular in my life. Oliver rented all of us our own beachfront bures. Clara and Sophie had their own. Stephen and Jenny had theirs, while Liam and Tanner shared one. I was in awe of this place and the beauty it held. We all resided in our rooms for a while so everyone could get some rest after the long flight. Instead of resting, Oliver and I made love, ate chocolate-dipped strawberries, and sipped champagne. After having an extraordinary dinner, everyone was still jet lagged, so we called it a night. Even Oliver and I found ourselves completely drained, so we climbed into the king-sized luxurious bed and wrapped our bodies around each other as we drifted off into dreamland.

I awoke to the feeling of tiny kisses along my torso. I opened my eyes and smiled.

“Good morning.”

“Happy birthday, sweetheart.”

“Thank you and what a wonderful way to wake up.”

“I’m giving you twenty-four beautiful birthday kisses.” He smiled up at me as he took down my panties and spread my legs open.

His tongue, teasing me as he licked up my inner thighs and into my folds, lightly touching me and driving me insane with anticipation. The more he teased me, the wetter I became and he knew it. His tongue stroked my outer lips, circling back down to my thighs, creating such an intensity I thought I was going to burst.

“Please, Oliver. Please,” I begged as my fingers tangled in his hair.

“Patience, sweetheart,” he whispered as he dipped his finger slightly inside me.

I moaned and arched my back, begging for him to go deeper.

“Do you like it when I tease you like this?”

“Yes, but I need your mouth wrapped around me.”

“It will be. Just a few more strokes and when my tongue sucks that beautiful clit of yours, you’ll be having one of the best orgasms you’ve ever had in your life.”

He had me flowing with excitement and he moaned as I soaked his fingers. He pulled them out and finally wrapped his mouth around me, sucking and licking my clit as it swelled with delight and my toes curled as my body climaxed. He didn’t stop until I was finished and couldn’t take it anymore. My heart raced and I was left breathless. He climbed on top of me and pushed himself deep inside me as he took my hardened and excited nipple in his mouth, sucking and licking like a wild beast. Each long stroke provided both of us with intense pleasure. He sat up and pushed my knees up to my chest, while he thrust in and out of me, causing me to swell around his **** as we both came in sync. I threw my head back and felt him explode inside of me as he moaned seductively and called out my name.