Chapter 6

6

HUGH

I t's a thirty-minute drive from the hospital to my house.

When I see my son on the security camera, I make it in twenty.

My fucking idiot child is still pounding on my front door when I skid into the driveway, leaving the keys in the car as I all but run to grab him. He has to hear me coming, but Alex is so far gone in whatever mania has made him show up here that he doesn't even try to get away.

With my hands closing on the hood of his sweatshirt, I jerk him backward and throw him aside like he weighs nothing. He skids on the concrete porch, landing right on his ass and gaping up at me like a fish.

"How fucking dare you, you little shit?" I growl, voice rough with how hard I'm working to control it. "Did you not hear me last time? Huh? Why the hell are you here?"

"I came here to tell her the truth!" Alex yells, having no semblance of the control I'm fighting to maintain. "Haley deserves to know that you're planning on leaving!"

Fuuuuck. Of course, Alex would find a way to pull something like this over on me. He probably sat for days trying to come up with some dirt on me—as some sort of sick revenge against the father who has loved him his whole life—just because I happened to get the girl that he wanted. Now Haley is inside, probably upset, and Alex is out here struggling to his feet, with a smug expression of victory on his face.

Where did I go wrong with this kid?

I let him stand, watching him brush his clothes off before staring at me once more, waiting on a response. I cross my arms, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of an answer, until he finally blurts out, "Well? Aren't you going to say something, Dad?"

I've never been so angry in my entire life. If Alex was anyone else in the entire world, his life would be in danger right now. But he's my flesh and blood, and that's the only reason he's not leaving my property with multiple broken bones. If he wants to act like a child, though, I'll treat him like one.

He opens his mouth to speak again, but I snake my arm out and grab the collar of his sweatshirt so quickly that he doesn't even have time to react. I don't choke him, but instead drag him off the porch and down the driveway, hearing his legs scrambling in the gravel as I do so. Alex is no match for me, and I manage to get the door open on his piece of shit car and throw him inside roughly enough that he cries out, landing in his seat with his limbs all over the place.

I grip the top of the car door opening now, leaning in so my face is close enough to his that he can see exactly how fucking pissed off I am. "Alex, if I catch you on my property again, it will be the last time you ever see me. You are so fucking close to losing any future relationship we may have as father and son that if you say one wrong thing to me right now, it's done."

He gulps but stays silent, so I continue.

"Haley is my woman. And if I get my way, she'll be my wife. You will never, and I mean never, disrespect her again. Did you know I'm on probation at work for knocking the fucking teeth out of one of my coworkers for just saying something about her? And you think you're okay to come to my home and berate my woman?"

Alex has gone pale, and he shakes his head once, whispering, "I'm sorry."

"What was that?" I demand. "Louder, Alex."

"I'm sorry, okay!" he yells, voice cracking. "I'm fucking sorry, Dad! I'll leave, I'll leave!"

"Good." I back away from the car, never taking my eyes off him. "This is the final chance I will give you. Test me again, son, and suffer the consequences. Got it?"

"Got it," Alex agrees shakily, shutting the car door and starting the engine.

I wait until the car is long gone before turning around and heading back to the house. I drag my hand through my hair, knowing that a battle is going to be waiting on the other side of the door. Haley has every right to be mad at me for hiding my career change from her, but the truth is, I've just been waiting for the right moment to tell her.

There's a bright, sparkling 2-carat diamond ring in my glove box right now for her. I was going to propose and tell her all about the new life I have planned for the two of us in California. Far away from the rainy city we're in. But Alex has ruined every fucking bit of that plan, and all I can hope for is that I'm able to do damage control with Haley before she bolts and I have to drag her back.

Because I will. There is no future of mine that Haley is not a part of. If I have to start her seduction over from square one, so be it, but she's mine. I knew it from the first moment I saw her.

I leave my doctor's coat on the hanger by the door, searching the house for my girl. I find her in our bedroom, haphazardly throwing things into her overnight bag that she brought over weeks ago. Her face is red and tear-stained, and when she hears me enter, her shoulders go stiff. I have to handle her carefully.

"Haley–" I start, but she cuts me off immediately.

"I don't want to hear it," she sobs, and I feel my heart crack at how broken she sounds. "Please just let me go."

"That's not an option, angel," I tell her, meaning every word. "You have to listen to what I'm telling you."

I walk towards her slowly, laying my hands on her shoulders when I finally reach her. Haley jumps and moves to pull away, but I hold her fast.

"I just want to go home!" she protests. "Hugh, please."

I lower my lips to the shell of her ear, "You are home, Haley."

Her voice is small when she answers, "Am I? Because Alex told me you aren't going to be calling this home for much longer."

"First off, fuck Alex." Haley huffs, not liking the quick dismissal, but I'm not done. "Second, he's right. I'm leaving Seattle Comfort Medical. But that has nothing to do with you, Haley. You–" I make sure that my lips are touching her ear as I finish the thought. "You will be with me wherever I go."

I feel her softening under my hands, and for a second, I'm sure she'll turn around and let me wrap her in my arms. But then she goes stiff again, shaking her head and wrenching her shoulders out of my grip.

Haley whips around to face me, her cheeks wet with tears. "I can't take you at your word anymore, Hugh! Not when you've already lied!"

I've had enough. Jaw working, I move towards her again until her calves hit the bed.

"Did you honestly believe I could stand being away from you? Just a couple of hours without you and the strain already gets to me. Are you going to believe Alex over me? Is that it?"

"N-no! But you should've told me!"

"Yes, I should have. I did not lie, Haley. I didn't tell you at first because I didn't want to push you more than you could handle. And I knew you'd come with me. Down to the fucking marrow of my bone, I knew you would want to come."

Before she can protest, I grab her chin with my other hand and crush my mouth to hers. If she won't listen to my words, I'll tell her with my body how real this all is for me.

In less than a breath, she's kissing me back, a ferociousness to her that I love. Holding her in place, I plunder her mouth recklessly, taking everything she gives me until we're both breathing hard.

In a flash, I spin her around, grabbing her hips and dragging her back against my body so I can grind my erection against her soft ass. I bite at her neck, easing the sting with kisses, moving my hands up to pull the t-shirt she's wearing up her body. Haley is panting, pushing back against me, and tilting her head to the side to give me better access. I jerk the shirt over her head and throw it aside, grabbing her bare tits and plumping them with my hands until she moans.

"Tell me you want me," I demand roughly. "Say it, little girl."

"I want you!" The words fall from her lips without hesitation. "I want you, Daddy."

"Then you're going to have me," I promise, pinching her nipples and making her gasp.

She's in nothing but bike shorts now, and they roll down her legs oh so easily. The panties go too, and she's stepping out of them in no time. I'm in fucking scrubs of all things, but Haley is naked in my arms and that's all that matters right now.

One hand on her tits, and the other between her legs, I tease her until she's moaning my name like a prayer. Her knees are shaking, her body moving against mine like she wants me to fuck her. And I'm going to fuck her, just not in the way that she expects.

I push my scrub pants down just enough to pull my cock out, rubbing in around her pussy entrance a few times before burying myself into the hit. God, she's so fucking tight that I almost forget what my plans are for her. I can't help myself, fucking into her a few times, until my cock is slick with her wetness.

Haley leans forward, planting her hands on the mattress. She's clearly enjoying herself, but when I pull out, she makes a soft sound of complaint. Her words die in her throat, though, when I move the slippery head of my cock to her back entrance, using a finger to stretch her little ring out for me first.

She freezes, barely whispering, "Are you?—?"

"Going to fuck your ass?" I ask, chuckling darkly. "Yes, sweet Haley, I am. Relax and it will feel good. I promise."

Haley is unsure, I can tell by her body language, but she owes me some trust after believing fucking Alex before even speaking to me. So I work one finger, and then two into her ass, getting harder each time she lets out a little squeal or wiggles against me. Fuck, she's tight here too.

I see her grab handfuls of the blanket in a punishing grip as I remove my fingers and start to feed my cock into her ass, little by little. Haley sucks in air, shuddering and mewling as I fill her up. I have to wrap an arm around her midsection to hold her steady when her legs threaten to give out, but I don't give a damn. I can hear the edge of pleasure, foreign and new from what she's felt before, and it urges me on.

Finally, my hips bump against her round asscheeks, and I tell her. "My cock is all the way in your ass, Haley. And you like it don't you, sweetheart? You like when I fuck your ass."

She only answers with a squeal as I pull out and push home again, the high-pitched sound melting into a moan when I repeat the action a second time. Good. She can take it, just like I knew she could.

Now, I fuck her like I really want to, remembering to be careful since I'm deep in her back entrance and not her pink little pussy. It's different but still so fucking good, and any distance that had been building between us is long gone. Haley has surrendered to me completely, and I'm about to reward her for it in the best way possible.

The room fills with the sound of my body slapping against hers, Haley crying out softly each time I hit home inside her. She huffs, moans, and shudders in my grip. I've never seen or heard anything hotter than her right now, full to the brim with my cock.

I make the mistake of looking down, watching my member slide in and out of her, and the erotic sight of it makes my balls draw up close to my body with my approaching orgasm. Fuck, I can't come yet, not until she does. So I reach down the front of her body until I can part the folds of her pussy, stroking her swollen clit and giving her exactly what she needs to find her release.

The pleasure is so intense for Haley now that she's almost sobbing with it. She's given up on trying to stand, letting the bed and my arms take her weight, pushing her ass back into me as she starts to come. I feel the pulsating spasms from her pussy in her ass, milking my cock for all its worth as she cries her release into the blanket. I throw back my head, roaring as the tight band of pleasure inside me snaps and I fuck into her hard as I cover her inner walls with come. I see white behind my eyelids with the intensity of it, and it takes all of my strength to hold onto her and let her ride out her orgasm in full.

My abs are still twitching from how hard I just came as I slide carefully out of her. Haley has pulled herself mostly onto the mattress, and I take the opportunity to go and start the shower, scooping her into my arms and carrying her into the steaming water while kissing her through the afterglow.

God, I love this brave, gorgeous woman. I have to tell her. It's eating me alive how much I want to. But right now, she's nuzzling her face into my neck as I sit her on her feet, and I just can't risk losing how close she is to me now that I've made her come so hard, showing her my affection without words.

Haley tilts her head back to wet her hair, sighing in happiness as the hot water cascades down her. It makes my heart squeeze in my chest. She's so damn beautiful.

"You're staying," I whisper, running my knuckles down her cheek. She opens her eyes, searching my gaze, tired but still looking for something in my expression.

After a long minute, Haley nods, wrapping her arms around me and laying her head on my chest.

"Yes, Daddy," she confirms quietly. "I'm staying."

I let out an internal sigh of relief, holding her close. I never would have let her go, but knowing she wants to stay of her own choice makes this victory even sweeter.

It's been the most chaotic three days of my entire life, but I've gotten everything done. My time at Seattle Comfort Medical is officially over, and my start date at Los Angeles Neurology Group looms closer than I ever expected it would.

Property was exceptionally hard to find in LA, but I managed, and the blank slate of my new penthouse apartment overlooking the ocean is waiting.

I feel bad that I've kept all of this from Haley, but there's a good reason for this. I've fucked up once already, but my sweet girl stayed with me anyway. Now, I have to do everything perfectly. She deserves nothing less.

I present her with the plane tickets, explaining that I just want her to see the area in case we decide to move in the future. She's so excited and watches out the plane window for almost the entire flight.

Haley looks incredible in the bright California sunlight. It makes her fair skin almost glow, and she closes her eyes and turns her face to the sky to soak it all in. She looks like she belongs here.

How convenient.

I watch her twirl in her yellow sundress, trying to take it all in as we exit the cab and approach the high rise that I've told her is our hotel. She's so busy looking at everything that she doesn't even realize we're entering a luxury apartment building, not a hotel at all. My Haley is all too easy to surprise.

I steal a kiss from her full lips as we ascend in the elevator, leaving her happy and dazed, but when I pull out a set of keys, she starts to put the pieces together in her mind.

"How do you have those if we didn't check in?" she asks, watching me unlock the dark wooden door.

I look over my shoulder and grin at her. "Shhhh."

Haley clamps her mouth shut, but she looks unsure. Nervous, almost. The poor thing has no idea what's going on.

Her confusion triples when I open the door to reveal the enormous, high-ceilinged, totally empty penthouse apartment. Her brows are drawn together as she walks slowly through the apartment as if she expects furniture to spawn at any moment. Now she's asking a million questions, but I ignore all of them, taking her by the hand and pulling her towards the patio with the view of the sea.

When I slide the glass doors open, Haley gasps, eyes going wide as she takes in first the view. And second, the hundreds of tropical flowers I ordered to fill the patio with, making it into a paradise for my woman. Just a taste of the life we will live, if she will have me.

"Hugh, this is–" Haley freezes when she turns to face me, the sun glinting off her shimmering dark hair.

I sink down to one knee and take the black velvet box from my pocket. Haley's hands fly to her mouth as I open it, and the diamond engagement ring sparkles as it reflects the sky and water.

"Haley Lyons, I have a confession to make. This isn't a hotel or a quick vacation. This is our new home…the start of our new life. The life I want to live with the woman I'm in love with. Will you marry me?"

She falls to her knees in front of me, throwing her arms around my neck and tearfully crying out, "Yes. Yes, I'll marry you!"

I barely have time to slide the ring onto her finger as she kisses me furiously, her little hands holding my face as she does so. Between kisses, Haley whispers, "I love you, Hugh. I love you."

She doesn't give me much more time to speak, then, but I don't need it. We don't need words, Haley and I. All we need is each other.