Heart of Stone Emery and Jackson, Chiquita Dennie [top 10 non fiction books of all time txt] 📗
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The door was opened so I let myself inside and noticed coworkers, family, and friends sitting around drinking.
“Surprise!” Everyone yelled.
“Ohh shoot. I thought we had enough time to turn off the lights and hide,” Lauren said.
Brent walked up to shake my hand, and I saw Angela roll her eyes at Lauren, and Jordan feeding DJ on the couch. I knew Emery would be here and I was nervous being in the same room with her. I wondered if she still had a hold on my heart.
“Don’t worry Jackson; she’s not here. She did say congrats on everything. I thought it was best she stayed home,” Brent said.
“How is she doing?”
Shrugging his shoulders in response, Brent passed me a beer, and I took a sip and waited to see if Emery would pop out of a closet or room and I’d swoop her up and take her far away from here.
“I can see you’ve forgiven her, have you said those words to her yet?” Brent asked.
Not wanting to mess up his party, I waved off his commit and went to greet his guests.
The party finally ended around ten, and somehow, I was outside Emery’s new house in her parking space. Her family kept me updated about her progress, and I found out she’d moved into a new home and away from the drama with Anthony. I was feeling better about things. Seeing the lights off I contemplated if I should go or stay before removing the key and getting out.
Ten minutes after knocking I hear the locks turn and the door opens. Emery is standing right in front of me with a round belly, tight shorts clinging to her thick hips and a thin string bikini t-shirt showing her normal size breasts have tripled in size. Licking my lips, I adjusted my pants, so she doesn’t see my dick trying to spring out and punish her for all of the torture she’s put us through.
“Can I come inside?”
She moved to the side as I walked inside and closed the door behind me.
“What are you doing here, Jackson?”
“I don’t know Emery, a part of me wants to just turn around and never look back, and another part wants to take you upstairs and make love to you all night long,” I responded and sat down across from her on the couch.
“I take it you’ve been in contact with Brent.”
“He’s kept tabs on you for me, and of course Granny Lynn always calls and reminds me that since I laid with you, I’m stuck with her for the rest of my life since we’re having a baby together.”
She looked nervous at my comment.
“I’m sorry, it was never my intention to keep you away from your child. Things between us happened so fast and then both our exes and my illness.”
“Why did you hide it from your family?”
“Because I didn’t want to believe I was sick. All of my life I was fine and worked hard. I pushed myself to be the best and go after the next goal in life; I never needed help. Anthony cheated and then I remembered how sick my grandfather was when I was younger. Something clicked in my mind that if I didn’t acknowledge it or tell anyone, then it wasn’t true. Not putting my family through that, I felt, was for the best.”
“How are things with your family now?”
“They’ve forgiven me and help me manage things better. Why are you here, Jackson? Have you forgiven me?”
Standing and helping Emery off the couch I wiped the tears out of her eyes. Smiling at her nervousness, I bend down and graze my tongue across her top lip and coax my tongue into her waiting mouth.
“I’ve missed you so much,” I say as I run my hand up and down her back.
“I’ve missed you too, Mr. Pierce.”
“We still have a lot to talk about, but for right now let’s go upstairs since I’ve missed being inside you sweetness.”
...
Two weeks later Emery and I were sitting having dinner with Brent and her family and friends.
“How are you feeling Emery?” Granny Lynn asked
“A little tired, but Jackson’s helping me, Granny. I still have a little work to catch up on, and Brent’s letting me slowly handle a few things,” She said.
“Are you happy about being a father, Jackson? I know it was hard dealing with Emery’s stubbornness. She gets it from her grandfather,” Granny Lynn said.
Everyone laughed at her comment, and Emery rolled her eyes and bit her top lip to avoid me peering at her.
“I won’t lie Granny, it took me a while to adjust to learning I’m a father, and then to find out from someone other than Emery. The hardest thing would have to be her keeping her diagnoses to herself. As you know, from our first meeting at Sybils, Emery and I had a connection and started seeing each other, and something about her made me fall deeper and deeper in love.”
“It was probably her sex. She gets it from my side of the family,” Granny Lynn said.
Emery buried her face into her hands and groaned in frustration while everyone at the table laughed.
“Well I won’t complain, and I thank you and—”
“Jackson!” Emery shrieked out.
“Don’t get quiet now. Emery, you better let that man worship you and let them tramps in New York realize he’s locked down.”
“Granny, please move on from talking about my sex life,” Emery says as the waitress placed our food down on the table.
“As I was saying we’ve talked and we're in a better space now. Emery knows that what she did not only affected her family, and me, but our baby as well. At the end of the day, it’s not about her having control, but making sure she has a healthy pregnancy. “
Looking down at the future mother of my kids, we kissed, and she wiped the lipstick off my lips. We continued to laugh and joke with her family and friends.
Chapter 25 Emery
STANDING IN FRONT OF the mirror as Angela’s assistant placed the veil over my head, I thought back to the day the Doctor diagnosed me with lupus and how I felt that my life was over at such a young age. Sticking with my medication especially while being pregnant is an extra caution that Jackson has taken on himself.
Angela and Jordan wanted to take me on a Bachelorette trip, and Jackson vetoed that immediately. After begging and plenty of oral pleasure, he caved as long as I checked in with the doctor in the city and brought along bodyguards.
“Wow...Emery, you look so beautiful,” Mom said as she walked inside our bridal room.
“Has everyone arrived yet?”
“Yes, and why did you agree to let Anthony come?”
“A wise man once told me I needed to let go of the hurt and at one point in time, Anthony played a big part in my life even before we dated. Hating Anthony for so long allowed him to have power over my emotions and Jackson opened my eyes to what true love can do.”
“I see you’ve been talking with your grandfather.”
Looking over my shoulder, I gave her a knowing smile, acknowledging her statement.
“Yep, these past few months have shown me that my life was at a standstill. The constant back and forth with Jackson and hiding what was going on with my health didn’t help either.”
“All done Emery,” Anna says and stands to the side, so I can see the full look.
“Anna, you outdid yourself. Where’s Jordan and Angela?”
“Making sure everything is set up for you in the church and reception hall,” Anna replied and started packing her makeup away.
“Anna, let the coordinator know I’m ready.”
Hearing the bells chime and the music start playing I see my father walk in ready to escort me out.
“We better hurry up and get you front and center before your future husband comes to kidnap you.”
Sliding my arm inside my father’s, I grab the bouquet from Anna and allow her and my mom to walk ahead of me. Standing at the entrance of the door I could see inside and all my family and friends including Anthony with his daughter. Can you believe it, Teresa, up and left him for someone else? Not surprised at all, since she thought stealing Anthony would break me, and I ended up winning something even better in the end. The doors open and all the anger, sadness, and loss I’ve felt over the separation with Jackson has faded away.
The love of my life, the one constant person that has never given up, even though many times, I pushed him away was waiting for me. Gripping my father’s arm tightly, we start walking down the aisle as everyone smiles and takes pictures.
“He’s good for you,” Dad whispered in my ear as he places my hand into Jackson’s.
“Who here gives this woman away?” The pastor asked.
“My wife and I,” Dad replied.
I look up into Jackson’s face and see a small tear running down. Brent hands a handkerchief toward him.
“You look beautiful Sweetness,” Jackson says as he held my hand up to his lips for a kiss.
“Thank you, Mr. Pierce.”
Two hours later we walk into our reception to a Beyoncé song Hello one of my favorites.
“Introducing Mr.& Mrs. Jackson Pierce!” The DJ yelled out through the microphone.
As we walked through the crowds greeting our guests, Jackson holds onto me protectively not once letting my hand go.
“Baby, how long do we have to be here?”
“Jackson, we just got married I want to mix and mingle with our guests for a little while. You’ll have me all to yourself tonight.”
“Baby come on just a little quickie in the room. I’ll be fast.”
“Now you know you and a quickie never work out that way. That’s why I’m pregnant now. Sorry, baby, you have to wait.”
“How about we go sit in our seats and do the speeches and toast.”
Agreeing with my request, we head to the main table for the bride and groom with the rest of the wedding party. I notice Angela and Brent standing at the mic; I’m a little nervous about what’s going to come out of her mouth.
“Jordan, has Angela and Brent behaved themselves tonight?”
Watching her finish one champagne glass with two more glasses empty in front of her, I start to wonder if something’s bothering her. Following her line of sight, I see Brent’s friend Damon huddled at a table with a woman with his arm around the back of her chair.
“How many drinks
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