My Evil Boy Toy

I took a dip in the bathtub to relax and prepare for later. Thinking that Jayden would come tonight, I was excited and giggled like a teenager.

We're still not allowed to make love, but I wanted to be with him. I wanted to spend time with him and Caden.

I stood up to see the stab wound. It healed, but it left a scar on my belly. I touched it, brushing my fingers slowly. 

For some reason, I didn't feel sad about having a scar. Because for me, it was Mireya. She's now forever carved in my body.

"Love!"

My eyes widened when I saw Jayden suddenly come inside the bathroom. I squealed like it was the first time he saw me naked.

"W-What are you doing here?" I yelled.

I blushed when I realized he was staring at my naked body. I suddenly felt embarrassed. I covered myself with my hands and sat down, hugging my knees.

"I-I'm sorry. I was calling you, but you didn't answer. I thought something had happened to you. I-I'll go out and wait for you." He said in a nervous voice.

I pouted. He still wouldn't take the first move.

"If you walk out of the door, I swear I will divorce you!" I yelled.

He suddenly rushed towards the bathtub and sat on the floor.

"I'll wait here, then. I thought you didn't want me to be here." He said.

He wasn't looking at me. His back was leaning against the bathtub. 

I fixed myself, straightened my feet, and rested my head.

"I was just surprised because I said to come here tonight. I didn't expect you to come now."

I heard him sigh. "I missed you." He whispered.

"I thought you didn't. You've been sleeping in another room for weeks now. You didn't talk to me or even look at me. So that's how you missed me?" I asked in a cold tone.

He stood up and sat on the edge of the bathtub. He stared into my eyes and touched me on the cheek.

"You know that wasn't true. My feelings would never change, Peggy. Even if you pushed me away, I would walk two steps backward, but never would I leave you alone. I will wait for you to call my name and accept me again." He whispered.

My eyes were almost filled with tears, and I was pouting the whole time. I stood up, then wrapped my arms around his neck,  embracing him.

I felt his hand on my waist to hug me back, pulling him closer to him.

"Oh god, I missed you so much!" He exclaimed.

"Me too." I whispered.

As I pulled him closer to me, he did the same, making us out of balance and falling into the tub. We laughed and started splashing water on each other.

I missed his laughter, his naughty gazes, and his sarcastic remarks. I missed everything about him.

We had already experienced a lot, and I was lucky that he never gave up on us. We had our differences, but it didn't weaken our relationship; we have accepted every flaw.

"Join me. I want to feel your warmth." I asked, blushing.

"You know we can't do it, for now, right?" He frowned.

"I know. But hugging and kissing were allowed." I said with a wide smile on my face.

He stood up and took off all his clothes. He then joined in the tub, sitting behind me. I moved closer, leaning my back against his chest.

"Are you okay now? I mean your wound." He asked, worried.

He was brushing his fingers on the scar in my belly while kissing me on the shoulder.

"I'm fine. How about your wound?" I asked.

"It's just a scratch." He answered.

I giggled. "Oh really? That's why you fainted because of the scratch." I commented.

He chuckled. "I'm okay."

I turned my head to the side to face him, then put one arm around his shoulders.

"I love you. And I'm sorry for being so stubborn." I uttered.

He shook his head and smiled.

"We both are. I was afraid of being rejected, so I distanced myself. But you know, I was stealing a kiss from you every time you were sleeping." He laughed.

"Thief. Come here. I would never reject you again." I said, pulling his face closer.

He grabbed the back of my neck when I pressed my lips to his. We kissed each other like it was the first time we tasted each other.

When he released me, he moved his lips down to my neck, brushing it slowly against my skin. I moaned when I felt his warm breath, giving me a ticklish feeling.

He licked then sucked me on my shoulder, marking me. One of his hands fondled my breast while pinching my nipple gently.

"Oh, love." I whispered in a raspy voice.

I felt Jayden's hardened flesh poking my back, making me want him more. I wanted him to touch and explore my body, but he suddenly stopped.

He was taking deep breaths when he leaned his forehead on my back.

"I'm at my limit. We need to stop, or I might forget that you are not yet healed.

I understood what he meant. I needed to ask the doctor first before we do it again, and my next appointment would be in three days.

We stayed in the bathtub for a while, talking about what we went through for the past few days. Jayden was helping Kyle look for the missing heir and, at the same time, assisting the others look for mom. He said he needed a distraction from being lonely, so he was helping with both.

After an hour inside the bathroom, Jayden carried me, saying that I still needed support. We were already dressed and had prepared for dinner when we heard a few knocks.

Kyle and my father walked inside when Jayden opened the door.

"I'm glad to see you together." Father smiled.

I kissed him on the cheek as a greeting; then I did the same to Kyle.

"Any good news?" I asked.

Kyle didn't say a word and stared at me. I frowned then looked at my father, who had the same expression as my brother.

"We found out who's the heir." Father said.

I felt relieved when I heard the news.

"Who was it?" I asked impatiently.

Then the door of our bedroom opened; Jayden and I were stunned when we saw who had just entered, walking towards us.