Chapter 38
The Bad Boy And The Mermaid
Hunter âHello? Are you still with me? Or have you expired from shock?â I heard Hannahâs voice but I couldnât understand what she was saying, all I could hear was FOUR FREAKIN MILLION DOLLARS.
âIf this is some kind of joke, Hannah, Iâll kill you,â I warned her.
She switched to video-call and I found myself staring at a blank white until I realized sheâd been holding the lottery ticket on the screen. She slowly panned it out. âDo you read this?â
âItâs a ticket I bought. That doesnât explain anything.â
She turned the ticket over and showed me a number. Two-nine-one-four-eight. And then she proceeded to show it to me on her laptop and the winning number printed in the newspaper.
I couldnât believe my eyes. âTake a picture and send it to me on my phone.â
âIf Ryan gets his hands on this ticket, youâre finished, and you have about twenty-four hours from now to claim the reward if you donât then they will do another draw and find another winner.â
âWhy didnât you tell me about this before?â
âBecause you werenât answering your calls GENIUS.â Hannah literally screamed at the word âGeniusâ to put emphasis. âSometimes I wonder if my best friend was possessed to marry a dumb guy like you.â
I laughed, âwell, thatâs funny literally coming from a person whoâs IQ is similar to a carrot eating rabbit." I repeated what Iâd taught Blue when we had first met.
Hannah narrowed her eyes at me. âThis ticket is going to the dumpster.â
âNO!â
âAlright. Iâll change my mind if you say âHannah is the smartest sister in this whole wide universe. Say it.â
âOver my dead body.â
She held the ticket in one hand, and a lighter in the other, challenging me. A mocking smile on my evil sisterâs face, âI know how much this lottery means to you.â
âHannah is the smartest, most beautiful sister in this whole wide universe.â
âAwww. Sweetest thing youâve ever said to me. If I were you, Hunt, Iâd be packing right now.â
âTalk to you later,â I said and ended the call.
Blueâs eyes were wide in curiosity, âIs something wrong? What was Hannah talking about?â
âTurns out we just became rich. We won the lottery.â I explained her, and then added, âThatâs what Hannah says, and Iâm still not sure if itâs really true or if sheâs playing a prank on me. We have to go back home and find out.â
Blueâs eyes lit up with excitement. âDoes that mean we could have a baby now?â
That hadnât really crossed my mind.
âWell...I suppose we...â
She hugged me fiercely, the wheels in her mind were already turning. âYouâll have a lot of money now, wonât you? So that means we could have a baby now. Say yes, Hunter, pleaseeeeee...â
I smiled. âWe would have enough money for everything you want.â
âI just want you, always and of course our baby.â She scooted closer and put her arms around me. In a sweet, melodious, voice she whispered, âLetâs make a baby right now.â
I laughed. âWe just made love.â
âLetâs do it again so we can be sure thereâs going to be a baby.â
Not that I would ever deny giving Blue what she wanted. She was so fucking beautiful that I could go on for hours without complaining.
âAs my wife wishes,â I said.
I caught the ribbon that was holding her hair together and pulled it. The waves of shiny blue hair cascaded down to her shoulders, and that innocent mouth was inviting, which reminded me of that quote I once heard â²she looked like a good girl who was bad just for me.â²
She attacked me like a hungry lioness whoâd been refused food for a long time. Her mouth was searing hot on my own, taking my tongue deeper into her mouth and sucking on it savagely.
Blue was innocent, but her innocence was most likely seen out of bed. When she had me had her mercy, she would make sure she got she wanted.
Right now, her display of affection seemed adorable because she was hell-bent on achieving what her heart desired the most.
A baby.
And she was making sure that she would do it correctly.
I was deep inside of her, as deep as I could go. Thrusting hard and fast; once, twice, and continued the process until I knew she was coming closer.
She moaned loudly and I felt her walls clench around me as I came inside of her.
We were both breathless and panting, my forehead was touching hers when she asked, âdo you think you put a baby in there right now?â
I laughed at the innocent question, âProbably. Weâll have to continue making love until we know for sure.â
âIâm so excited, Hunter. I canât wait until the baby is here.â
She made it sound so easy. I had a mental image of a Stork delivering a bundled up baby on the doorstep.
I pulled out and instantly felt the loss. I lied down beside her in bed, taking her into my arms and stroking her slowly. Her Blue hair was spread over my chest, and I caressed the thick locks lovingly.
âWe should get some clothes and toys for the baby, what do you think?â She asked, peering at me.
âFirst we need to be sure that Hannah wasnât lying to us so we have to leave tomorrow morning.â I reminded her.
âWeâre going home?â
âYeah.â
âOur home.â She said dreamily like the little apartment was a luxurious palace. âWhat if Hannah isnât lying? What if you really got the money? We could buy the clothes and the toys, right?â
I smiled. âAnd a lot of other things. If not, then youâre going to continue with the contraceptives.â
âContraâwhat?â
âNevermind. Just sleep, Blue.â
Blue It felt like Iâd slept for days, maybe even several months. I opened my eyes to find Hunter standing by the foot of the bed packing our bag, dressed in jeans and a t-shirt. His golden-brown hair tousled, like it hadnât seen a brush for days but gorgeous nevertheless.
I sighed in contently. There was no way I could get tired of just looking at him. My husband was just so handsome, it took my breath away and sometimes even made me wonder if I was perhaps dreaming all along.
If itâs a dream, that would surely break my heart. And recently Iâd started to wonder if I had imagined everything like that movie Hunter and I saw the other day where the woman lived a beautiful life with her husband and children and in the end, it turns out she had imagined everything.
After that movie, I continuously pinched myself and sometimes Hunter. He got a little annoyed by the pinching but ignored it most of the time.
âGood Morning, love.â He greeted me with a smile.
I yawned, âGood morning. Why didnât you wake me up?â
âYou were sleeping soundly, and I liked watching you sleep.â
I raised my hand towards him in invitation. âCome to bed with me.â
Hunter laughed, âyour appetite for sex surpasses mine. Well, canât say I didnât know about it. As mortifying as it may sound, your brother warned me about it, said mermaids liked sex."
Heat rose to my cheeks, âApollo said that to you?â
Hunter was grinning. âHe did, and I promised that I would keep up. I really needed a partner who could live with the fact that Iâm horny most of the time. You complete me, Blue.â
I felt like he was teasing me. I knew exactly when he was teasing me.
I sniffed, and Hunter pointed at the coffee table. There was a tray topped with toasts, omelet and fruits. A glass of juice and a coffee.
My stomach rumpled.
âEat your breakfast, have your bath and get ready because weâre leaving in an hour.â He informed me and then his smile turned sneaky. âAfter youâre done, I have a surprise waiting for you.â
âWhat surprise?â I asked.
I LOVED surprises!
âIâll show you what it is if you manage to finish whatâs on the table and get ready.â
âTell me what it is. I canât wait!â I said bouncing on the bed excitedly.
His eyes went to my bare front, to my jiggling breasts, his nose flared and his silver-gray eyes dilated into a darker shade. I recognized that look, it usually happened when we were making love. Without taking his gaze off, he said, âYou do that again, baby and your surprise will be delayed by another thirty minutes.â
I didnât have to be warned twice before I wrapped the sheet around myself and went to eat breakfast. I ate everything on the plate just like he wanted me to, and drank both the juice and the coffee.
âCan I see the surprise now?â
Hunter had an amused look on his face, he pointed his thumb at the bathroom door. âBath first.â
âYouâre mean.â
âTake a proper bath. Donât cheat.â He called out after me.
I came out of the bathroom a few minutes later. Iâd taken lesser time for bathing than usual because I couldnât stop thinking about the surprise that Hunter wanted to show me.
Was it related to our future baby? I hoped it would be.
If the surprise was jewels or something equally boring, then I would be disappointed.
I dressed up hastily and even combed my hair, tying it into a pony-tail.
âNow show me the surprise,â I begged.
âPatience, my love,â Hunter said as he brought a square-shaped board and placed it on a chair, facing me. A white sheet covered it.
âDo you know what this is?â He asked.
âYour painting?â
He grasped the edges of the white sheet. âReady?â
I sat in awe as he pulled the sheet away to reveal a painting. A painting that Hunter had started the morning following our wedding.
I couldnât even believe that it was me that heâd painted on the canvas.
âWhat do you think?â He asked.
I couldnât even form words on my tongue as I continued to stare at it, utterly mesmerized.
In the painting, I was sprawled on this very bed, the sunlight streaming from the window made my hair and my naked skin glisten. I was lying on my front but looking teasingly at the painter. There was just one thing that was altered.
My legs.
Instead of my legs, heâd painted my tail. I was in complete mermaid form from waist down. It was so detailed, the colors vibrant and precise like the painting had come to life. You could tell that the painter had poured all his heart into this very piece, paying attention to the smallest of details. He did love this mermaid deeply to have painted her with such care. Heâd signed below with his name.
Hunter Brantley Tears sprang in my eyes and I squeezed his hand. âItâs so beautiful, Hunter.â
He kissed the top of my head. âIâm glad you like it. I just wanted to show you that I appreciate you in every form, whether youâre a human or a mermaid, youâre still mine.â
âI canât say how much this means to me. Thank you. Youâre so very talented. You should pursue your art talent. Will you...â it hurt me to ask him because I loved this painting so much. âWill you sell this painting?â
He stared at me in confusion for a few seconds before he burst into laughter.
âYouâre laughing at me again. Whatâs so funny?â
âWhy on earth would I sell a painting of my naked mermaid wife?â
I was delighted to hear that. âYou wouldnât?â
âHell no.â He laughed again. âItâs for my eyes only. If thereâs anyone whoâs going to look at you naked, in real or in a painting, itâs always going to be me. Tell me you understand that, Blue.â
âOf course, I understand,â I said feeling a little stupid for even asking him that question. âWhat if I want to paint you naked?â
The corners of his mouth twitched upward, âI wouldnât stop you from trying.â
The Bad Boy And The Mermaid ï¤Chapter 37 In My Desperate Time ï¤Chapter 637: You're the Best Gift in My Life 19 âYou would teach me, right?â
âI can.â He said, still smiling in a teasing way. âI plan to do more paintings with you in it.â
âHow lovely. Iâm excited for them as well.â I said.
Hunter covered the painting with the cloth again and resumed to pack things. âWould you like to say good-bye to Mary-Alix and Delphine before we leave?â
âYes, I would love that.â I stood up and started making my way out of the bedroom. âIâm going to ask her to pack me her homemade pickles and that delicious fruit cake.â
âIâm putting all our stuff in the car. Donât be too late, okay?â
Finally, we were going home.