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We Belong

Part 11 -CONTINUED

*Read this part before reading below*

*****

Between Drake and Maxwell they were taking it in turns to babysit their nephew that they shared, whilst their siblings were on their honeymoon.

Since the wedding yesterday, Bianca’s words kept roaming through his mind- she seemed sincere yet slightly spooked. If he hadn’t have already been in the doghouse with Evie he would have berated her forgiving his mother. Spending this time with Bartie, made him think about what kind of father and mother they would have been if things were different. Making his mind instantly linger towards her- the need to talk to her was always there.

Hey, what are you doing? X

Hi, nothing much. How’s babysitting? X

Going better than expected. I’ve managed to bath him without drowning him. I’ve fed him. I’ve played with him. Now the biggest task is to get him to sleep. X

Without drowning him- Oh Drake! Have more faith in yourself. Read him a story. I’m sure he will be tired after his bath anyway. X

He sure is, do you fancy coming over? I mean you don’t have to. It doesn’t matter if you don’t want to. X

Drake waited for a response, but didn’t get one straight away. Regretting asking her, he had hoped that she was just busy and not shutting him out again.

“Come on little man, lets get you to bed.” Placing Bartie in bed, he laid next to him- comforting him before beginning to imagine up a story to tell him. “Once upon a time, there was a beautiful woman called... Evie...”

“Eeevie..”

“Yes, Bartie. Evie. There was a handsome Prince who fell in love immediately with Evie...”

*****

After finishing the story, Bartie was fast asleep. Drake looked at his nephew in awe.

“You’re going to break a few hearts when you’re older kid. Uncle Drake loves you so much.” Bending down to kiss him, he wrapped him up- ensuring that he was warm enough.

“So if I’m the beautiful woman.. that must make you the ruggedly handsome commoner?” Her presence made him jump to begin with, as he stood up- a smile crept onto his face.

“Evie? What are you doing here?”

“You invited me over. My phone went dead, and I wasn’t sure if the texting was a plea for help with babysitting duties so I didn’t charge it up.”

“No, I’d have asked for help outright. I’m glad you came. Do you want a drink?” Evie nodded, as he lead her out of the room and into the kitchen. Handing her a cup of coffee, there was silence surrounding them. Neither knowing who was going to break the silence first.

“So. I had a visit from Liam this morning once you had left.”

Hearing a knock at the door, she couldn’t believe that Drake was back again- knowing that he was sincere in winning her trust and love back- he couldn’t keep away.

“Li?” Her smile soon faltered into a disappointed expression.

“Sorry Evangeline, was you expecting a tall dark handsome man instead?” He asked winking at her.

“No. Maybe. Can I help you?”

“Just a quick question. Did you find the present that Savannah left you the other night on your bed?”

“I haven’t slept in my bed for a few days. Why?”

“We all have a surprise for you and Drake, a little break that the two of you deserve. The flight leaves the day after tomorrow. I hope the two of you will go- it’ll do you both some good.”

“What if Drake doesn’t want to go with me? I mean we’re technically not together.” Liam cupped her cheek, he knew that she would use any excuse she could to avoid going.

“He loves you dearly. That dance proved he loves you. His eyes never left you yesterday, Evie the man is totally in love with you. Give him a chance, you two are perfect for each other- again the dance proved that, the interaction between the two of you.”

“Would you be saying all that if you didn’t meet Riley?” Knowing that this was a slight dig at his antics when she had first arrived back in Cordonia- he felt ashamed.

“Evie, I love you. I always will. It’s a different type of love that I have for you compared to the love I have for Riley. Even though you rejected me for my commoner best friend - which I am highly offended with by the way- I am happy for the two of you. As is everyone else. Now go home, and find that surprise!”

“Yes, your Majesty. Li? I love you too.” Pulling her towards him, he held her tightly and kissed her on the forehead before exiting the room.

“I assume you had one from Riley?”

”Yeah I did.”

Hearing a knock at the door, Drake had hoped that it was Evie- they had kissed and cuddled all night but never elaborated from that.

“Brooks?”

“Hey, can I come in?” Drake opened the door wider allowing her in.

“How’s my little niece doing?” Drake rubbed his hand along Riley’s bump, as he did this she noticed tears in his eyes.

“She’s fine, although she wouldn’t want to see her uncle cry though.”

“I’m sorry, I daren’t cry in front of Evie - my heart is breaking, Riley. I lost two of the most important people in my life in the matter of twenty four hours. We’re talking now, we’ve shared kisses, we’ve even slept next together in the same bed. But is that all it’s going to be?”

“I’m sure Evie is feeling the exact same, Drake. I’m so sorry, I keep blaming myself for her defending me all the time. Has she mentioned anything that Savannah left on her bed for the two of you?”

“No. But Li asked a similar question at the bachelor party.”

“Between us all, we organised for the two of you to have a break leaving the day after tomorrow. You both deserve it, and this break could help the two of you. We’ve all done this because we all love you both. I love you, and I want you to be happy.”

“What if she doesn’t want to come with me?”

“She will.. after that kiss on the dance floor, she would be a fool to not go.”

“If she doesn’t want to go then I’m not going either. Thank you brooks, I love you too.” Riley pulled him in for a hug before leaving him alone with his thoughts.

Handing him the letter and the tickets, Drake shook his head after reading it.

Hey you two,

So you are both wondering what is going off? Between everyone we decided that you both needed a break away from Cordonia. Savannah still technically owns the apartment in Paris that I bought her- why don’t you both go to the city of looovvveee? We all love you both so much, and are hoping that you two are going to stop being so stubborn and be together. Please go because if not I’ll have everyone wanting to kill me. Maxi x

“We don’t have to go. I know you don’t want to rush into anything. I’m surprised they trusted Maxwell to write the letter.”

“I... don’t make me feel bad Drake. I love you, I truly do. I don’t want to be heartbroken. It’s always going to be in the back of my mind. What would have happened if I was still pregnant? A single parent Duchess would have caused a scandal.”

“You wouldn’t have been a single parent, I’d have been by your side.”

“How do I know that Drake? You unexpectedly ended our relationship.”

“I was a dickhead for doing that. I regretted it the moment those words came out of my mouth. If we were lucky enough to still have our baby I’d have taken you both away from Cordonia. I’d have protected you both until I died. We’d have been a family even if you didn’t want to be in a relationship with me. This break that everyone has organised, could be the making or breaking of us...” Seeing him begin to cry, she felt awful. Deep down she knew he would do anything and that in his own stupid way it was to protect her.

“Don’t cry, you’re going to set me off. I’m sorry, I just have to explain my worries.. this break is going to be the making of us.”

“You want to go?”

“I told you in Vegas that I’d like to go one day. You’ve already been with court, so you can show me around.”

“I’d love to show you around, I’ve got so many plans for us.”

“Oh really? Care to share them with me?”

“I’d rather not, incase we don’t have time to do it all. I don’t want to disappoint you.”

“You wouldn’t..” Stepping closer to her, he ran his fingers through her hair. Resting his forehead against hers, their lips were inches away from each other.

“Mama. Dada.” Sighing, he knew that his nephew was his main priority.

“I better go and see to him. How long are you staying for?”

“I don’t know? I’ll wait for you to settle him down again.”

“If you want to stay a bit longer, we could watch a film?”

“Okay. I’ll see what’s on.” Evie flicked through the tv seeing what was on. Not really knowing what to watch- not knowing what Drake would chose.

****

“Eeevie.” Drake smiled at his nephew, who was now wide eyed. Knowing he wasn’t going to be going back to sleep anytime soon. He decided to carry him in the lounge.

“He asked for you. Eeevie is his new favourite word. Auntie Evie has a nice ring to it.”

“Auntie?” Drake began to get flustered regretting calling her that. He just said it in an innocent way.

“Yeah, I meant because you are close to Savannah and Bertrand so they would like Bartie to call you auntie. Like with the heir, and Maxwell’s and Hana’s future kids... I meant it like that.”

“I knew what you meant. Do you want to watch peppa pig with Auntie Evie, Bartie?”

“It’s the first time he’s been without Savannah he’s going to be unsettled.”

“I don’t mind cuddles from this little cutie pie.” Drakes heart sunk, watching Evie interact with a child she had only just met recently. After a few episodes of Peppa Pig, he eventually fell asleep in Evie’s arms. “Sweet Dreams little boy. Do you want me to take him to his bed?”

“I’ll do it, Evie. You’ve done enough. I thought he was going to become a night owl.”

“I’m glad he decided to not be one, I don’t think I could go through anymore Peppa pig. She’s an annoying little bitch.” The two of them laughed, before Drake carried Bartie back to bed.

*****

Evie made them both a coffee whilst waiting for Drake to return. Drake snuck behind her, and held her waist whilst snuggling into her.

“Thank you for coming.” He whispered into her ear, his hot breath lingered around her.

“You don’t need to thank me.” Turning around to face him, he lent down kissing her on the forehead. Closing her eyes as he did this, her heart wanted more but her mind still had those lingering thoughts. Opening them, Drake never took his eyes off her- keeping eye contact at all times as he softly smiled at her.

“You’re so beautiful.” Her heart began to flutter erratically- he was a charmer when he needed to be, he had always complimented her. Cupping his cheeks, she stood on her tip toes and forced a kiss on to his lips, beginning slowly it soon became more demanding. Lifting her up onto the table, his hands roamed around her body as they continued to kiss. Breaking the kiss, they were both breathless. “I’ve missed you. I know we kissed at the wedding, and last night in bed but I want these moments back- being able to hold you and touch you. Making love to the woman that I love.”

“Touch me, Drake.” Without hesitating, he placed gentle kisses on her neck and shoulder. Evie pulled his shirt off in a matter of urgency, her hands roamed along his muscled body. Unbuttoning her top slowly, his eyes watched hers for any indication that she didn’t want this. Removing it, he discarded it on the floor along with his top.

Carrying her over to the sofa, he laid her down softly as he hovered over her. Admiring her beauty, he kissed her once more before deciding to spoon her.

“What are you doing?” She asked feeling confused, she thought that this was the start of them getting back to what they once were.

“I want you, I really do. I’ve missed you so much. But...”

“But what Drake?” Sitting up, she knew she shouldn’t have given into temptation so easily. “I should go.”

“Don’t go, I haven’t got any protection. Look at what happened last time. You still got pregnant on the implant. You didn’t want to rush anything and I respected that.” Feeling guilty that her insecurities had taken over again, she realised he was thinking about her wishes.

“Pull out before?”

“It’s too risky, what if I don’t pull out in time?”

“Then we will deal with the consequences. Together.” Straddling him, she thrust against his hard cock- needing him, wanting him. “You’re going to have to remove those tights, Duchess. I’m not superman.” Smirking at her, she stood up and did as he commanded. “Your turn Sir Walker..” Biting her lip, as she watched him remove the remainder of his clothes- he pulled her down onto him. “Fuck any foreplay, I just need to you.” She said, hoping he wouldn’t be disappointed.

“Oh my god... Drake...” Evie panted, as she rode him- taking full control.

“I’ve missed you so much baby.” Placing a sloppy kiss on her, he switched positions- wanting to prevent releasing so soon. Missionary position, he began slowly thrusting in and out but making sure that he did it deep, hitting that spot.

“Drake, don’t stop.” Her words encouraged him to continue pleasing her.

“I love you Evie... Be my girl again? Please.” Not pausing his movements, it felt like an eternity before she answered. “Promise that you wont hurt me again?”

“I’m not going to, if anyone tries to come in between us- we will move away. I want you to be the mother of my children, one day I hope you’ll become my wife. I want a future that includes you.”

“You want all that?” Drake kissed her slowly, as she questioned him. “One day, I want all that. If you do too, Evie.”

“I love you my handsome boyfriend.”

“I love you too baby girl. I’m not gonna fuck up again.” Regaining his movements, he thrust harder and harder, seeing her on a high, moaning his name over and over again. Knowing he was close, he pulled out immediately- Evie watched his hand stroke his length until he finished. Not being able to move due to her body trembling, she passed him her tights to clean up.

“I don’t think you’ll want them back, I’ll buy you some more.” He said as he held her in his embrace. The two of them fell asleep in other’s arms, both content - and hopeful for their future.

****

“Honeyyy I’m home!” Maxwell shouted as he barged through the cabin doors. He was drunk, no intoxicated as a result to the dancing competition that he had won. In his drunk mind, he decided to check up on Drake with his babysitting duties. Noticing some tights and Drakes top on the floor, Maxwell wondered what had gone off- he could only see Drake on the sofa. Maybe he split up with Evie because he’s a drag queen? That would explain why he allowed them to turn him into a girl as kids. Picking the tights up, they felt all sticky- immediately throwing them onto Drakes head due to the shock of what was on them, he was awoken from his slumber.

“Beaumont what the fuck?”

“You allowed me to touch clothing with spunk all over it? Did you enjoy your wank whilst looking after our nephew?”

“I didn’t allow you touch anything! One, Bartie has been asleep for hours. Two, why the fuck are you here? Three, it wasn’t a wank. If you’d open your eyes, you’d see that Evie is asleep next to me.” Peering over the sofa, he saw a half naked Evie snuggled into Drake.

“Ohhh... you two... kissed and made up then? But I don’t understand the tights? Is this some type of new kinky 50 shades shit?”

“I had no condoms. I had to pull out, and she passed me them to clean my dick with. I’m being sensible this time.”

“I’ve got loads in my pocket, here knock yourself out. If she became pregnant it wouldn’t be a problem would it?”

“Yes, it would. She didn’t want to rush things. That went tits up. I asked her to be with me again during sex. So I don’t need anything to fuck it up.”

Climbing over Evie, Drake stood up attempting not to wake her up. Kissing her on the forehead, he placed a blanket over her.

“So you still didn’t answer my question as to why you are here....”

“I thought you’d want some company, obviously someone bet me to it.” Pouting his lips impersonating kisses, Drake shook his head at Maxwell’s drunken pout.

“Do you want me to take Bartie back to Ramsford... you’ve got condoms now, you can both take advantage of being alone.”

“No, don’t disturb him. You wasn’t due to have him until tomorrow anyway.”

“Okay, well I’ll stay. We can celebrate me winning the competition.”

“Don’t you have a girlfriend to celebrate with?”

“It’s a bit late to disturb her...” Drake shook his head again, now knowing that he was now lumbered with the younger Beaumont.

“I’ll carry Evie to my bed, then I’ll celebrate with you if you don’t pass out before then.”

*****

Bastien heard a knock on Olivia’s door, it was now early hours in the morning so he knew it must be important. Slipping out of bed, he attempted to not disturb her, however his plan failed. Feeling her nails dig into him, her eyes were wide- waiting for an explanation about why he was about to leave.

“Someone’s at the door Liv.”

“Fuck them. Ignore it. Now I’m awake, I want to take full advantage of you.” Pulling him back onto the bed, she straddled him. Kissing his bare skin, for a moment he forgot about the disturbance, until the knocking continued.

“What the fuck do you want?” Olivia shouted, feeling frustrated. Bastien rolled her off of him, he had a slight erection so decided to get rid of whoever it was.

“Sir?”

“What? This better be important Glen.” The guard gulped as he saw Olivia provide him with dagger eyes.

“It’s about Duke Tobias. When the guards checked on him a few hours ago, he gave them a letter to pass onto Duchess Evangeline. Usually he would be pleading his innocence throughout the night, begging for the guards to let him free. However, he has been suspiciously quiet tonight....”

“Glen! Just spit out what you need to say. What’s happened?” Gulping, the younger guard began shaking, images of what he had seen were still stuck in his mind.

“Duke Tobias is dead.”

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