Ch 56: Did he mean that?

'You like having me on my knees, you mean." He corrected in a dispassionate tone while turning away from her to finish washing. "Why do you do that? Make everything sound so impersonal."

'Honey," he said over his shoulder, "If you weren't so obvious with the way you drool over my son, maybe I wouldn't be." That was the first time he ever mentioned that he knew about her lusting after Owen. After the shock wore off she became angry, "You son of a bitch." She seethed, "You're one to talk."

"At least I didn't screw your sister." He answered coolly. "Though I could have, sleeping with someone in your family is repulsive." She gritted her teeth knowing exactly what he meant by that. She wasn't sure if he knew what she tried to do all those years ago, but he suspected something.

Without saying another word she got out of the shower. "Kylie." He said as she started toweling off. "What?" she answered abruptly. He turned off the taps and opened the shower door, "Go get in bed. I'll meet you there in a few minutes.

We'll end this tiff properly with some rough sex." Did he mean that? It had been weeks since he'd touched her. "I meant it." He said as if reading her mind.

He knew he wasn't nice to her and maybe he created that cold heart she had, but she was still dynamite in the sack. The truth of it was, he hadn't cheated on her for over a year, but he hadn't touched her much either and there were reasons for that, but those were his secrets.

Slowly she smiled, and then nodded, "Okay." He watched her leave and glanced down at his erection. It pleased him that he was able to get aroused with her. As for Owen's fiancé, and the inappropriate way he was toward her, was to see if she was serious about him. She seemed to be. He would have to apologize to her son for his outrageous behavior.

His son was angry with him too and he would let him know why he did what he did in the morning. There were other women that Owen dated that he was able to get in bed because of his wealth that Owen didn't know about. He was only protecting him even if it seemed extreme.

He didn't want him to end up with a woman like Kylie. He wanted him to end up with a woman as devoted as his mother was. She was the only person that he ever loved to the point of wanting to give his life for her.

Only as much as he wanted to, nothing could have saved her. Every day he grieved for her. She would have loved to have seen what a handsome man her son turned into. At dinner, Abigail ended sitting between her future father in law and Owen.

Unfortunately, she was still reeling from the discomfort of earlier and could barely look at him when he talked to her. Owen saw her expression and whispered his concern. She shook her head and did her best to try and enjoy the evening with him and Alice. However, Kylie seemed to have made it her sole purpose to openly glare at her.

Was she the only one that noticed? That night she shoved Owen up against the closed door to his room and demanded that he make love to her in every way possible while undoing the belt to his slacks. She needed to get the memory of that man off her. After an initial look of shock, he instantly obliged her.

They made love on the floor half-dressed. He was shirtless with his slacks open at the front and halfway down his ass and her dress was pushed up her hips and the bodice wide open. Then in the bed naked, then after a short rest while he openly discussed various forms of making love.