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The Power of Memories

Chhapter 13 + 14

After the cake Kara had to head to her new home. Benoit was already back home from practice and she’d promised to take care of dinner that night. On her way to the house she dropped Mika off at Tuukka’s apartment complex.
“Call me, if you want me to pick you up again.” Kara had hugged her again before driving off. Now she stood there, suddenly feeling alone and scared. Having Kara and Aubree as support made her feel a little more prepared for everything, but she still didn’t know how Tuukka would react. She would find out in a few minutes.
When she rang the bell, she was buzzed up without a word. On the elevator ride upstairs her heart began pounding in her chest making her ears ring. How should she start? She didn’t know. What if he got mad at her, accused her of having all this planned? Things like that happened, especially with celebrities and athletes.
She hadn’t even reached his door when he opened it and stepped outside. There was no time to say a word for her when he scoped her up and held her close. His lips came down on hers. Firm at first, but then the kiss turned softer, desperate even.
“God, I missed you”, he whispered against her lips before he pulled her inside and closed the door. Keep it together, Mika. Don’t cry right now. You don’t even know how he’ll react.
Tuukka helped her out of her coat and took her trembling hand. “What’s wrong?” Concern in his voice he pulled her close again, only to be pushed away.
Mika took a steadying breath before she raised her head and looked him in the eyes. “Tuukka, we need to talk.”
“This sounds serious.” Unable to stay completely away from her, he took her hand again to lead her to the sofa in his living room. She’d been here multiple times now, knew her way around the apartment. Actually, she loved it here, but today the room seemed too small, like all the air had been sucked out of it. “Please don’t tell me you’re leaving me. I know that kind of relationship is hard with you being in Los Angeles and all, but it has worked so far. We can make it work, Mika.”
The desperation in his voice made her heart stumble. If he said one more word, she’d start to cry and this wouldn’t help the least bit. “It’s not that, Tuukks. I’m pregnant!” She burst out and got up from the sofa immediately. She was pacing up and down in front of Tuukka, not daring to look at him. “The first time we were together… I think we forgot about a condom. I only found out yesterday.”
After a few seconds she stole a glance in his direction. He sat perfectly still on the sofa, hands clasped in front of him, his face giving nothing away. She didn’t know whether this was good or not, but she couldn’t stand the silence any longer. She turned away from him to look out the windows.
“I think I’m going to keep the baby.” Her voice was quieter now. A lot quieter. “But I don’t want to push you into doing anything you don’t feel comfortable with. If you don’t want to see me and the baby again, that’s okay. If you want to be a part of his or her life, that’s okay, too. Just tell me how you want to handle this and we’ll do it.”
The few seconds she closed her eyes, waiting for him to say something, seemed like hours to her. Just when she was about to turn around and leave his apartment, she felt his strong body against her back, his arms around her and his hands on her stomach. “As I said before, we can make it work.” He pressed a soft kiss to her neck and held her close, fanning his fingers over her stomach and closing his eyes.
Mika wanted to stay like this forever. In his arms she felt safe, like nothing could happen to her. Still, she was a bit doubtful, when she turned around in his arms and looked at him.
“You did hear me, right? I am pregnant. You are going to be a father.” Afraid that he hadn’t listened to her, she repeated what she’d said before.
He chuckled against her cheek, when he hugged her again. “Yes, I did hear you. But, Mika, I love you and I want to make this work.” Slowly he took a step away from her and guided her towards the sofa. He sat down, pulling her onto his lap. “I can try to get to LA, but I’m not sure whether it might work or not.”
“What?” Mika’s head snapped up. She stared at him in horror. “NO! You belong in Boston. You’re a part of the Bruins.” Knowing that he’d give this up for her made her cry. The tears she’d been holding in finally found a way out. “If anything, I’ll move to Boston.”
“Mika, you have your life in Los Angeles.”
“I’ll find a way.” Stubborn as she was, he didn’t doubt that. “I miss Boston. I miss you, Kara, everything. I love LA, but over the last months, I haven’t been exactly happy there.”
“Then come and live with me.” He kissed her temple and pushed her hair back from her face. “I’ll help you with everything.”
Mika wiped her tears away and looked at Tuukka. A smile was on his lips. He looked so happy, that it made her heart burst with love and longing. Longing for him. There was just one thing she had to do. She grabbed her phone and sent Abby a message that she wouldn’t come back to the apartment tonight.
When Abigail read the text, she smiled to herself. Well, things had apparently gone better than Mika had expected and Abby was happy for her. She was in her bakery putting the finishing touches to the front area. The tables and chairs were in place, the kitchen was stocked. The name “Sweet Temptations” was above the door. At first she’d been reluctant to go with the name, but everybody had encouraged her to stick with it. Tomorrow she’d start making the different batters, so that she could start baking and decorating early the next day for the great opening. Some of the Bruins had promised to come along, so that would attract customers.
A knock on the front door startled her. Through the blinds she could see Gregory’s face, his hand raised in a greeting. She went to the door and unlocked it, let him step inside and locked it behind him again.
“How did you know I was here?” She squinted up at him, suppressing the smile that was bound to break out on her face. Damn, she was glad to see him.
“I was actually at the apartment first.” He unbuttoned his coat and draped it over a chair. It was warm in the room, so he rolled up the sleeves of his shirt. Oh, Abby had always liked his arms, the way his muscles bunched when he moved them. “Since you weren’t there, I figured I might find you here.”
“That was very smart of you.” Now she couldn’t hide the grin anymore. “So, what can I do for you?”
The question caught him off guard. What could she do for him? He’d been dying to see her again after that kiss. Waiting had never been easy for him, so as soon as that Aussie guy was gone, he’d headed for her apartment. He knew from Benny that he’d left today.
“Oh, I know a few things you can do for me. Or rather with me.” He wiggled his eyebrows, making Abby laugh with a movement. But as soon as she’d stopped giggling, they both realized that he hadn’t been joking.

Abby turned around to walk in the kitchen. The look of determination on Gregory’s face both scared her and turned her on. What was it with him? Did she really want anything to happen between them? Sure, there was this chemistry that was still going on between them, but did she really have to act on that?
Her resistance faded, when she felt his solid body against her back, his hands on her stomach. Holding her in place, he started kissing her neck. Slowly, agonizingly he kissed up to her ear and whispered: “I want you so bad right now.” He tightened his grip around her, making her acutely aware of his erection pressing against her lower back.
She whimpered and closed her eyes. Yes, she wanted him, too. More than she would ever say out loud. Instead of talking she twisted a bit around in his arms, pulled his head down to hers and kissed him, her tongue sliding into his mouth, taking over control, if only for a few seconds. His fingers curled against her stomach, before he moved them upwards and placed them on her breasts. Through the thin fabric of her shirt her nipples poked against his hands, nearly burning a hole through the layers of clothes.
He had to get his hands on her naked skin. Ripping free of her lips, he took step back. When she turned around, drowsy-eyed, her lips swollen from the kiss, he pointed at her shirt.
“Take that off!” he ordered in a husky voice. “And the bra as well!”
As demanded, Abby took of her shirt and put it aside. Standing in front of him in her jeans, red and black bra, she took the scrunchie out of her hair and let it fall around her shoulders. Aware that Greg was watching her every move she took her time taking off the bra. First she unhooked it, then pushed the straps off her shoulders before slowly, very slowly peeling away the cups and dropping her bra to the floor. In one swift motion Gregory had whipped off his own shirt and strode towards her again.
His chest was dusted with dark blonde hair, more than he’d had years ago. She followed the path of his hair down his body, where it circled his navel and then vanished beneath the waistband of his jeans. A shiver racked her body when his rough hair grazed the peaks of her breasts.
He kissed her again, his hands grazing the sides of her breasts, moving further downward until he reached her jeans. Distracted by her lips, it took him sometimes until he had her pants open. As soon as he’d opened the zipper, he pushed down her jeans along with her panties. He lifted her onto the table, let go off her lips and took off her shoes and the pants to step between her legs. When he put his hands on her thighs, they felt so hot that she thought he’d branded her, marked her as his.
“You look good enough to eat.” With a twinkle in his eyes he looked at her. “I’ll start with this part.” He flicked his tongue against the hollow of her throat, making her gasp. “You taste sweet.” His voice was just a whisper against her skin. It sent shivers down her back. She ran a hand through his already ruffled hair and it stayed there, when he dipped his head lower and drew one of her sensitive nipples in his mouth.
“Oh God”, Abby panted and pressed against him. This was torture. Sweet, sweet torture. He knew exactly what she liked, how to touch her and drive her wild. Blindly she reached for his jeans to pop the buttons open. Impatiently she shoved it down and finally her fingers came in contact with his cock. She closed her hand around his shaft, feeling him shudder.
Quickly he took her hands in his and held them behind her back. He couldn’t let her touch him right now. There were so many more parts of her body to be re-discovered. Over the years her body had changed and he needed to touch, kiss, lick every delicious inch of it. He pulled her closer to kiss her shoulder. His erection came in touch with the smooth skin of her inner thigh making him ache even more for her and sending another shiver through her body that made her moan in pleasure.
“Greg, please”, she whispered and looked at him. Her hair fell in her face, her eyes filled with need.
Oh, fuck that. Or rather fuck her. He’d take her to her apartment afterwards and make sure that he’d get to spend all the time he wanted discovering her body. Right now he needed to be as close to her as possible, inside her, his nose buried in the crook of her neck.
Glad that he’d come prepared, he pulled his wallet from his jeans before shoving them further down. He took the condom and tossed the purse aside. Abby dug her feet in the backside of his thighs, urging him closer. With a wicked grin on her lips, she took the condom from him, unwrapped it and slowly rolled it down his shaft.
“You’re killing me”, Greg breathed out, pushing her hair from her face.
“Aww I wouldn’t dream of doing that.” She bit down on her bottom lip.
“Apparently you do want to do that.” His gaze fixed on her lips he ran his hands up her thighs. “You know it drive me crazy, when you bite your lip.”
When he looked up, she stared straight at him. Slowly it dawned on her. “Ohh”, was all she could manage. She’d forgotten about that. “Thanks for reminding me.” To shut her up, he pulled her closer, the head of his cock pressing against her entrance. “Oh dear”, her voice was just above a whisper. Her head snapped up again. Her lips sought his, even hungrier than before.
Now he couldn’t hold back anymore. He pushed inside her all the way. Her moan vibrated against his lips, but she held onto him. Her fingers raked through his hair, then down his neck and back.
Gregory stayed like this for a moment, savoring this feeling of being united with her again. Slowly he began moving inside her, quickly picking up his pace. He wouldn’t last long as it was and her fingernails grazing over the back of his neck weren’t helping. He’d always loved it when she’d done that Hell, he’d loved everything she’d done with her hands, her lips, her body. This woman had been all his fantasies in one person.
Abby wrapped her legs tighter around him. His hands moved up to her breasts. Her head lolled back as he rolled her nipples beneath his thumbs, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. Her hands fell away from his neck and slipped on his strong upper arms. She held onto him, moaned his name as it hit her. Her whole body shook when he pushed her towards her climax. She might have even cried out, when flashes of white danced in front of her eyes, she didn’t know. The only thing she realized was his cursing that sounded far away.
Her breathing was still heavy, just like his, when she let her legs fall away from him, dangling limply off the table. She didn’t think that she’d be able to stand on her own, but she’d have to try some time tonight.
When he lifted her off the table it caught her by surprise, but luckily he didn’t let go of her. Instead he held her close to his chest, his head resting on hers.
After what seemed like forever he lifted his head and looked in her eyes.
“I should probably get you to your apartment.” Disappointment hit her square in the chest. Before she could say something, though, he continued. “I need to examine your whole body. n your bed.”
“That sounds promising.”


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