Chapter 74

Alan
"Okay, either our bags were not on the same flight as we were, or I'm blind and need glasses."
I look again at the spinning conveyer displaying everyone's belongings, well, everyone's but ours. We have been here for over ten minutes and I still cannot locate our bags. Should be easy enough with Anna's large Louie Vuitton messenger bag but still, I've got nothing.
I look behind me and notice Anna is no longer standing behind me but much farther away. She is looking down at her phone and I feel a ping of insecurity. Ever since we landed, Anna has been on her phone and I don't want to be that boyfriend that snoops, but she is being a bit sneaky and it's making me a bit nervous.
Each time I've asked her who it was, she hides the phone from me and says Laynie. I tried looking over her shoulder at the phone, but she types so damn fast and places it inside her jacket pocket, I can't tell who it really is.
"Alan?" I snap out of my daze and see Anna standing right in front of me with her hands on her hips. "You idiot, our bags are right there, what are you doing standing here staring at me?"
I roll my eyes at her and grab our two bags. Anna giggles when I nearly fall trying to pull her overly heavy bag out of the conveyer belt. Does she not remember we are only staying for a couple nights? Once I finally have our bags in hand we walk towards the pick-up area. I had texted my parents and let them know we had arrived and mom replied back that her and Anastasia were coming to pick us up.
It's strange being back home again. It's only been a couple of months since I've left, but it feels like so much longer. It must feel strange for Anna as well. The weather is extremely cold here and the wind is frigid. I stop Anna before we reach the outside and make sure she is bundled. Of course, the girl swats my hands away and buttons up her own jacket, but I just laugh and tighten her scarf a little. She narrows her eyes, but I simply kiss her nose. I know that Anna feels she must present herself as an independent woman, but I'm making her mine this weekend, truly mine.
We make it out front and the cold night air once again reminds us how much colder it is here than New York. Christmas is in a couple weeks and it's nice to see the décor and everyone getting into the spirit. I can see mom's minivan, the same one she has had since I turned sixteen, when we walk a few feet outside. There is a Christmas reef in the front of the car and it's got those godforsaken reindeer antlers on the sides. Mom has always been a Christmas nut.
"Oh sweethearts, it's so good to see you, welcome home." Mom says when we get inside the van.
"Thanks for picking us up mom." I say to her and clench the passenger side door when she steers us out of there. Mom has always been a wild driver. She'd fit right in in New York.
"So, how does it feel being back home, Anna?" Anastasia asks from the back. I am up front in the passenger seat and Anastasia chose to sit in back with Anna.
Ever since we were younger Anastasia has been a bit obsessed with Anna. I think it's because she was the only one of the sisters that wasn't much of a tomboy. Anna always showed her that she can be girly without losing yourself to the stereotypes of a pretty face. Anna was the one to show her how to put on makeup and kick a guy's ass if he got too close to you at a party.
"Pretty wild. It's almost been a year and yet, I still look at this place as home, while New York feels more like a vacation."
"Well honey, that's the good thing about coming back home, family is here and anytime you are near family, your heart just feels warmer."I wish mom wasn't saying the sappiest shit I've ever heard while cutting an old lady off.
"Mom, don't feel like we are in a hurry to get home, we just want to make it there in one piece." I dodge mom's swats and listen to her talk about how sick of Donaldson she is.
Apparently, Donaldson has hired not only a wardrobe stylist for mom but a speechwriter as well. She explains that she told Donaldson, nicely at first, that she will not need either of those people to just waltz into her home and tell what to wear and what to say, but he didn't give up. Dad had to finally talk mom into it, just so they weren't wasting time anymore.
"Are all of you staying at the house? Or just you, Anastasia?" I hear Anna ask my sister.
"All of us, me and Amari are sharing my old room, while Amy and Amelia are taking Amy's old room." Mom looks over to me and winks while I look away quickly. It was sweet of mom to allow me and Anna to stay in the same room but there is no way in hell I want to react to her winking to me about it.
"Yes, it's nice having all my kids home again. I miss these times."
"Well mom, you and dad will always be in New York for functions once he is senator and you never know, maybe the girls will want to move away a well."
"Alan Scott King. Don't you dare say something like that. My babies will always stay home." Anastasia and I both laugh at that one. When I turn around to gage Anna's reaction, she is starring at mom in awe.
Although Anna never talked about her mother, I could always tell it was a soft spot for her. When we were all younger and her and Laynie would come over to hang out with Jared and I, Anna would always stay behind and help mom with whatever she needed. Laundry, dishes, cooking, sewing, anything that Anna could do to spend time with her, she would. It wasn't until I was older did I understand why. Anna's mother was never there for her, not in the way she needed it.
We arrive home and I tell Anna to head inside and get warm while I grab the suitcases. Mom comes around and gives me a hug and I know without a doubt a 'mom talk' is coming.
"She seems happy Bean."
"Yeah, I just hope I'm the one doing it for her."
"You are sweetheart, never doubt someone's love for you. Besides, you know Anna. She wouldn't be here if she didn't want to. She loves you Bean, and I can tell with the way you two look at each other when the other isn't looking, that you love her just as hard. Stay that way Alan, love her fiercely, and I promise, nothing else will matter." I look at my mother as she scurries in the house and take a moment to breath in a much-needed breath.
I didn't want to do this, but I can't help but to be happy at the fact that Anna is here with me. It's been a week since we have decided to try this thing out and we haven't spent much time together other than the occasional lunch. I can't wait to spend some alone time with her and get reacquainted with her body.
"There's my Bean sprout."Dad yells walking over to me. I narrow my eyes to slits but he doesn't even notice. I can hear Anna laughing her ass off while hugging the rest of my clan.
We spend the rest of the evening hanging out, talking with my family, watching movies and playing board games. Dad cheats. Again. No one called him on it.
By the time midnight pulls around and Amy starts yawning, we all decide to call it a night. We say goodnight to everyone and head upstairs to my old bedroom. Mom had told me after dinner that she had cleaned up the room a little, but other than that everything was still the same. My old queen-sized bed lay in the middle, while my nightstand holding a first place in track and field trophy sits beside it.
Anna walks in and places her suitcase in the closet. She takes off her shoes and stretches out on the bed. Dad turned on the heater earlier so that our rooms could be nice and toasty by the time we came upstairs for bed. I walk over to the bed with her lay beside her.
"You know what? I missed the hell out of your family. I don't think I've ever been so tired from having fun. I miss doing things like that." She explains. I look over to her and she continues. "Growing up, my parents considered bonding time fighting, seeing who would go down first. It's funny, it was the same any other day, but that was our Sunday ritual. Your family's tradition, is playing Yahtzee while your dad finds new ways of cheating. You should be really proud and happy to be with a family like this."
That was the second time she has ever talked about her family to me. The first time was the night everything went wrong, the night we ended our relationship. I'm not stupid. When her and Laynie first started hanging out with Jared and I, Anna's house was the only one we never went to after school. Even Jared's horrible father being home yelling about one thing or another never deterred us from going over to his house.
Anna didn't have an easy childhood. It's made her strong and stubbornly afraid of commitment, but inside her heart, past the shield and sword she puts in front of it, is a loyal, amazingly kind woman, and I intend on showing her just that.
"You haven't had it easy Anna. You weren't shown love the way a little girl should have been shown. But I promise you, you have a family here. We may not be the traditional family, and we are a bit crazy if you haven't noticed, but there is nothing that each and every one of them wouldn't do for you. They love you Anna, and so do I.
I see Anna's tears slide down her face and onto the pillowcase. At first, she doesn't move, she doesn't speak. I let the words seep into her heart and then she turns and kisses me. She kisses me with everything she has, and I get lost in her.
Her arms go around my neck and pull me closer to deepen the kiss. I push her over so that I am on top of her body and grab her thighs tightly. I grind into her and stop once I get a moan out of her.
I stop the kiss abruptly and look her in the eyes. She looks amazing right now. Her lips a little red from the passionate kissing and her eyes a shade darker than normal. I could look at her all day like this but before we move forward anymore, I need her to know something.
"Anna, before this goes any further, I just want you to know this is not why I brought you out here. We don't have to go any farther than where we are now, I'm happy just being with you." I look straight into her eyes, so he knows I'm not bullshitting. I love Anna, and I'll take her anyway I can get her, even if that means we never go further than this.
"Alan, I know you didn't bring me out here for this, but this is what I want. I want you to make me feel again. Here, surrounded by love and all the memories you have in a house surrounded by people who love you. I want you here and now. I love you Alan. I don't want that to ever change."
I kiss her, I kiss her intently and passionately. Anna returns my eagerness and slips her tongue into my mouth. Now I'm the one moaning. I grab her yoga pants and begin pulling them down slowly. I leave our kiss to finish the job and she sits up and tugs her tank off. I stare down at her and stay there for a moment basking in the glory that is this girl's body. Anna once told me because of her family, she learned early on that she has to take great care of her body so that she can stay fit. It seems she still holds the facts of that down.
"Are you going to keep staring at me, or are you going to join me?" Anna asks me with a husky voice they goes straight to my dick.
I lean up further and yank my shirt over my head. When I look down again, Anna is sitting up on her knees and pulling down my jeans. I let her unbuckle my belt and unzip me. I'm sure she can feel my hardness, but hasn't made a move to touch me yet. I raise my eyebrows and she smirks right at me then pushes my jeans down and springs me free. Anna licks her lips and I know from just that one gesture that I'm a goner.
"Anna?" My voice sounds so shaky as she grabs my hard dick and starts stroking. Fuck, this girl is going to have me screaming her name in my goddamn childhood home.
She finally lets go and I get off the bed to take my pants all the way off. I turn to Anna and reach out to pull her panties down. She takes her bra off and I finally get a chance to take in all the beauty in front of me that is my girl. My Anna.
"Alan? I need you." I don't waste any time. I lean over her again and position myself between her legs.
"C-condom." I say before things get heated but before I can make a move she stops me by putting her hands on my shoulders.
"I'm on birth control Alan. I'm clean too. I don't want any barriers between us." I stare stunned by her words.
"I'm clean too babe. School makes us get checked every year. But, are you sure?" She nods her head and I lean in to kiss her delectable lips once more.
I reach for my cock and line it between her legs once more. I can feel her tense up and wonder how long it's been for her since she feels a bit nervous. I lean closer to her ears and whisper quietly to her.
"I've got you babe. We'll take it slow okay?" With a single nod of her head. I make my way into her and bask in the glory of her heat. It's been so long since I've been inside the woman I love, that I have to stop and breath in and out a few times.
I look back at Anna, who is staring at me with a new face. A look of awe and love, and with those looks, I start moving us both. I continue to kiss her lips and as soon as I feel Anna tighten around me, I stop and look at her face. Anna reaching her climax is by far the sexiest thing I have ever seen and as soon as she moans my name out loud, I join her.
Anna falls asleep fairly quickly after our rump session and I find myself starring at her. She has her left leg draped over me and her left arm crossed over my chest. Her long blonde hair is flowing around her pillow and I send a silent prayer to God, that I can have this woman, just like this, for all eternity.

"So, it's all pretty simple really. Some lady comes to our house and talks shit about everything I have done and will do, while you all sit there looking pretty and relaxed." Dad says for the third time this morning.
Mom, dad and I are sitting around the dining room table eating breakfast and mom walks over and takes dad's second cup of coffee away.
"Okay dear, that's enough caffeine. We wouldn't want you to suddenly jump on a wall or something."
Dad laughs a little and rubs his neck with his hand. He's dressed in a dark blue Armani suit that he would never go out and spend money on, but Donaldson expressed to him this morning when he brought it over, that senators need to appear like they are successful, not a typical man in his fifties that has five children and a loving wife. We all looked at Donaldson like he was crazy, but I suppose he knew what he was talking about. He helped the last three senators make it to congress.
"Anna still sleeping honey?" I nod my head at my mom and grab another one of her homemade blueberry scones.
Only dad, mom, Amari and I are currently awake. The interview isn't for another couple of hours, but Donaldson came over bright and early to coach dad and mom on what to say, as well as all of us. He wasn't too happy to know that Anna was here without anyone telling him, but I made him calm down when I told him she isn't here to interview at all. She was simply here for me.
"How did you two sleep last night Bean?" Dad asks pulling at his tie for the thirtieth time since he put it on. It's a red, white and blue flagged tie and it's supposed to make him look patriotic. I think it makes him look like a jackass.
"Good dad. Mom's going to kill you if you unite that thing again. She hates tying those for you." Dad shrugs but pulls at it again.
"Paul Scott King, stop pulling at that thing. The next time it comes lose I'm going to let Donaldson tie it back, and I'll make sure he gets nice and close when he does it." Dad and I both laugh at mom and stop when the door opens, and Amari walks inside.
Amari often goes on runs in the morning. She has always been a fit freak, but I think a larger part of her running is it's a stress reliever. Amari will one day take over dad's business and now that he is running in this election, she has practically taken over the office now. She won't tell dad that she is exhausted and frustrated, none of us ever will.
"Hey sweetheart, how was your run?" Mom asks bringing Amari a water bottle as she takes a seat at the table with us. She's got a sheen of sweat across her forehead and her long dirty blonde hair is in a ponytail.
"Good. There were about ten reporters out there taking pictures of me jogging, so if tomorrow there is a headline about me sleeping with a neighbor and running away from ex-wife or some shit, you know why." Dad and I chuckle but mom narrows her eyes and announces she is going to cancel this meeting.
"Oh, come on dear. You have to remember that we already had this talk with the kids. They know what me being in the spotlight can and will do to them. Besides. Once I'm in, the reporters will go away." I look down when mom looks over to me. I have never told my mother what my fear is, or that I battle with myself almost daily, but she's my mom. I'm sure she can sense it.
"Well, I'm going to go wake up the cavalry. Mom, can I have a pitcher of water? We all know how Amelia is when she's trying to sleep." Mom shoos me away telling me she will wake up the girls while I wake up Anna.
I make my way up the stairs and slowly open the door. Anna is still sleeping soundly on the bed and if it weren't for us having to be ready for when the annoying makeup artist arrive in less than an hour, I would jump right in bed with her.
I walk over to her and peer down at her sleeping form. She is breathtaking this way. She looks so innocent and relaxed that I almost don't wake her, but I know if I don't she will bite my dick off. Thoughts of last night come to mind and how she was in bed. Her taking charge and sexy smirk have me growing hard at just the thought.
"Starring is rude you know?" She says while her eyes remain closed. She moves to her side, causing the sheet to ride up and show bare thigh, I bite the inside of my cheek from screaming something fucking stupid about owning her last night. Don't think Anna would appreciate that very much.
"Well you know, it's kind of hard not to."
"Speaking of hard." She looks right at my dick and I swear to God, it actually strains harder against my jeans. I need a shower. An arctic cold one.
"Yeah, wish we had time for you to talk to him face to face, but the makeup artists will be here soon, and all the girls will have to go first." I see her expression change from lust filled to panicked.
"Wait, what? Why would I need to be all beautified for today? I'm not being interviewed."
"Yeah about that." I sit on the bed and face her. "Mom and dad told Donaldson about you being here, and he thinks it's a good idea for you to be shown on camera as well. Apparently having all grown children and not one of them has a spouse, looks a little bad, so you being my arm candy will show a sign of potential grandbabies with my dad. Higher vote ratings for some weird reason."
Anna stares at me for so long, I think she has fallen back asleep with her eyes open. She is just about to say something when there is a knock at my door. I walk over to answer it and Amy is on the other side of the door. She walks into the room like she owns it and lays down in bed with Anna.
"Uh, what the fuck are you doing Amy?"
"Mom came in and woke me and Amelia up, and I wasn't quite ready to hear why mom found pot in Amelia's pillow case, so I'm here to sleep more."
"Pot?" Anna and I unanimously scream.
"Yep. Goodnight."
I jump on top of my sister and start tickling her until she gives in and tells us the story. Apparently, Amelia has been smoking pot these last few months and no one knew but Amy. When she brought the pot in the house last night, Amy warned her that the she would get busted by our parents, but she didn't listen. That kind of thing was never tolerated in our childhood home.
Anna announces she is going to shower, and I leave her and Amy alone to talk. As much as I wanted to be around when she came out of the shower naked, I knew Amy would catch on if I just randomly stood at the bathroom door like a puppy waiting on their master to return from work.
"What's all that yelling upstairs? We cannot have anything stressing your father our today." Donaldson says as I walk down the steps.
Have I mentioned I hate this man? He is a slime ball, a typical campaign manager, a jerk wad. He is tall, skinny and has a perfectly cropped head of hair. His face is always well luminated with an all-white tooth smile and clean-cut jaw. I don't think I have ever seen him in jeans and a t-shirt. As much as I understand why dad needs someone that knows the business side of campaigning, this guy is such a tool I feel like I need to throw him in the shed out back.
"Don't worry Donaldson, mom was just upstairs waking the girls up. Nothing dad isn't used to." Anastasia says walking down the stairs right after me. She is still in her little mermaid pajama's and at the sight, Donaldson looks like he is going to lose his mind.
"The Meari beautician sisters will be here soon and here you all are in your childhood movie pajamas, and you're telling me not to worry. Amy, go get dressed."
"That's Anastasia, dumbass." Amelia says walking down the stairs, mom trailing behind her.
"Amelia, watch your language, and Donaldson, please get my kids names correct. I'm sure it looks bad that my own campaign manager doesn't know his guys children's names." Dad stands up and says.
Shortly, Anna, Amy, and Amari walk down the steps as well, and Donaldson loses his mind even further. Apparently, what we are all wearing makes us look like we shop at The Goodwill Store. He jumps on his phone and calls someone to see about our wardrobe. I see Amelia give dad an 'are you kidding me' look, but I don't want dad getting stressed and pulled in two different directions. As much as this dude is a fucking tool, if it gives dad a better chance at this thing, then the least we can do is put on some stuffy clothes.
"Can we have a family meeting in the den guys?" I announce and when all eyes turn to me I make a plea. "Dad, you and Donaldson stay up here and talk shop, ladies, please follow me to the room of dad's greatest cheats."
Mom and Anna are the first to come down and once the last of my sisters enter the den, I shut the door behind them and begin.
"Guys, I know this sucks, but we have to be there for dad. I don't want to do this shit as much as any of you don't, but if this helps him win, we owe it to him. Dad really believes this will work but if we make it ten times harder for him, it won't be worth it for him."
Anna smiles warmly at me and mom does too. One by one, each of my sisters do the same and nod their head. Each of us heads back upstairs and when we get there, there is a mass of bodies standing around waiting for us. Five makeup artists, two wardrobe stylist and a woman that has to be in her late seventies that is our speech writer. Donaldson introduces everyone fairly quickly, mixing up the girl's names once more and just like that, we are neck deep in makeup, hairspray, cologne, and small talk about who's who.
Right before we are due for the host to come in and interview us, Anna drags me up to my old room. We walk in and she immediately kisses me. I want to tell her that we can't do anything because I'll mess up her perfectly done hair and makeup, but with her hands all over me, I can't find it in my head to actually cut her off. Anna finally breaks the kiss and looks up to me.
"What was that for? Not that I'm complaining." She smiles and kisses me once more, gently.
"Anytime you feel like you want to get up and walk away from the interview, just remember this kiss. And that nothing you do, or have done, changes how anyone feels about you, especially me."
I lean down to kiss her this time, I know she's right, I just hope I have enough faith in myself that she seems to have in me.