Divorced, But Not Broken
Divorced, but Not broken Chapter 209

There was sunlight over his face when I was staring at it, looking so f*****g peaceful when I made a smile, still naked against him, my legs tangled into his, wanting to feel every part of his body against mine, leaning my head back again at the chest that was going raising slowly to fall giving me inner peace. Jonah had his arm over me like he didn't want me to leave when I wasn't going anywhere, I know that it was so f****d up over what happened yesterday and that I should feel bad for that beautiful house going down in flames, but I wasn't. "Hey...." I smiled, seeing him opening his eyes like me staring at him like I was crazy had done. Jonah sighed before smiling back like he couldn't believe he was here either and not some dream that we both were in the same bed, locked together, not wanting to let go ever again.

"Hey... what time is it?" Jonah was clearing his throat when I shrugged, I didn't know, and I didn't care. I hadn't left him to use the bathroom when I needed to. I didn't want to let him go right now, just feel the strong warm body squeezing mine.

"Shit.... Andrea... it's 08.47. Why the f**k didn't you wake me up?" He made a complaining sound looking at his phone when I just smiled back. I didn't care about that. No matter what he said, I wanted to stay here and feel him.

"I need to get up and...." I stopped him when he was taking me along on his chest, still not letting go, seeing that he was naked like me. We didn't even fuck last night, just got our clothes off and showered, leaving them in a black plastic bag in the hallway. Joseph was going to kill me for burning an expensive dress, but I didn't care; nothing mattered anymore, just Jonah.

"Don't. I don't want you to leave today, let's stay in bed and .... Cuddle..." he made a face hearing me say that like he hadn't been doing that all night. Still, I guess me saying it out loud sounded ridiculous to him, like it was above his pride, so stupid.

"I can't, really, Andrea, I know that it makes me an asshole, but I have something going on and..." he stopped when I sighed, still on top straddling him with my hands on his shoulders. Here he was telling me that he needed to leave? I sighed again; maybe it was better when he sulked and felt sorry for losing his expensive lifestyle.

"Fine." I was annoyed about getting off him when he stopped me like he just had realized that I was naked and so close that his dick could get inside me with no effort.

"Wait...wait.... Give me a second..." he was smirking now when I made a gasp from feeling that he was pushing against me with his d**k already hard from having me pressed against him for so long.

"I thought you didn't have time?" I made a moan from the fingers searching over my body, sliding them all over my arms and chest, stopping at my nipples that were firm against his torso, leaning back when he was touching them, making me want more than just cuddling. He could already feel it from my p***y grinding against his dick.

"What you did last night... fuck I have never been so fucking turned on...." He was still staring at me like he couldn't believe I did that, burned a house down, and wasn't sorry, not even a little when I made a smile back, feeling the small turns of his thumbs when he started to feel me up more, his hands clasping over my boobs that I knew he loved, always did.

"Psycho..." I made a snicker hearing his darker voice to my answer. Oh, he was so turned on seeing me be bad. I finally understood that no matter what he did, I loved him and didn't care if he was bad. Everyone was, no matter how they were in public; at least Jonah didn't pretend. I could accept that, even if it was tough sometimes.

"Yeah.... I guess I am, and you still love me, don't you, Andrea?" He was making me come closer when I giggled. My hair fell over my face when he stroked it away, showing me a great smile, I loved. He really was so f*****g good-looking, having me blown away when he made another move to my hips when I felt the tip of his d**k that was entering me. Shit, that felt so f*****g good!

"Yes, I do love you, baby...." I pushed myself down the last part feeling the strong throbbing of his dick stretching me out in this position, still having my hands on his shoulders, giving him a small scratch when I was taking deep breaths from the way he was filling me up like his d**k was made just for me.

"Good, fucking show me...." He was still looking at me when I made a smile hearing that when I took hold of his shoulders, moving my hips slowly to stare at Jonah, not looking away for a second, no matter how he just wanted to close his eyes and let me ride him like I was doing right now.

"I love you so fucking much.... Jonah, I'm never fucking letting you go...." I was kissing him, murmuring the words that I wanted to say, still bucking slowly up against him, my pussy making a strong beating every time I sank down a little more with my hips. He didn't say anything back when I was going faster, wanting to make him c*m the same as me when he stopped me doing a smirk from nowhere, tipping me back to his chest when I made a shocked gasp over how f*****g fast he had turned us over. I was lying on my back in the bed instead of being on top like I was a second ago.

"I love you, Andrea. You get that, don't you?" He wasn't moving when I was still panting and cursing myself for still being out of shape when I knew that was why he had flipped us. I was going to do cardio or something, shit!

"Yeah, I know Jonah..." I made a real smile staring back up at his loving face. I loved him so much that my body hurt when he wasn't close to me; it made me forgive him every time he did something bad, no matter what it was, I was stuck staring into his eyes, my pussy still throbbing hard same as him when he did a smile back as he knew just how much of a f*****g sucker I was for him, always had been.

"I want you to become a Sullivan..." I stopped when the sounds of him saying that made me feel like something was breaking inside me, he was still married, and we had so much shit to deal with. I wasn't even divorced from Buck for more than a few months. "Jonah... that would be my third marriage and...." I didn't want to say no, but what did it matter anyway? We didn't need marriage to be happy, did we?

"... and the only one you will never leave, no divorce, nothing. Andrea, please, I'm fucking asking you to marry me, and you are giving me shit reasons? Come on... "he made a smile like he wasn't angry, more amused over me being so scared when I did want to be with him forever; there wasn't a doubt in my mind about that; I want so sure that everyone else was feeling the same way.

"What, no roses or candles, dinner at least?" I was smirking when he made one back like he didn't care about that, and I didn't either, not when everywhere he walked. He made me feel like it was the most special place on earth, even if it was inside my bed, with his d**k inside me.

"How about you give me a real answer and let me fuck you as my fiancée as you want me to?" He was still smirking, the blue-green eyes glittering mischievously, knowing I would say yes. Of course, I was, but that didn't make my doubts any better. People were not going to like this, his Ma the least.

"Yes, fucking yes, Jonah... I will marry you even if you are a shitty proposer..." I made a snicker that stopped when he kissed me softly, not wanting to break away until my lungs were screaming for air. I stroked my hands over his young face, I had no idea how this had happened, but I was so lucky it did.

"I'm proposing with my dick; that is the best thing you could get, baby..." I snorted, hearing that, still stroking my fingers over his beaming face, staring at me like he couldn't believe he got this lucky, either. Shit, we really were just two suckers in the end, weren't we? "Good enough..." I smirked at his frown before chuckling when he made another trust from nowhere, leaving me just gaping at him; how good that f*****g felt being underneath his body, the pressure on my core that was driving me insane!

Jonah didn't say more when I was staring into the ceiling, feeling his d**k getting slammed into me, and I was moaning louder at the pace that was getting faster. The strong hard throbbing that was coming over me, making my nails dig into his shoulder, the incredible feeling of his mouth following my neck and nipping me to the point that I was going to have bruises showing me exactly who I had been fucking!

"Oh... fuck!" I was hissing it when the blow finally made me fall back with my head, the strong current making me convulse, feeling him following me like he always did like he couldn't stand it when I was tightening my p***y around him every heartbeat. "Shit... now I'm really fucking late...." He was snorting it, still buried in my neck, which was sore already, but I didn't care. I loved everything he did for me, always.

"Jonah, did you just ask me to marry you?" I was whispering it, staring at the ceiling and not really believing it, even if he had asked me before when I was pregnant with Kira. "Fuck yes..." he had lifted his head and stared at me with a great smile, still feeling my p***y squeezing every minute, starting to fade out from the o****m he had given me. "Okay... just checking..." I couldn't resist kissing his face when he made a bigger smile. I just wanted to never let him go when we were still tangled with my legs around his waist.

He kissed me again, getting up, and I was already missing the heat from his body when he was on the bed, looking like he had just realized something when I followed him, unable to let go even for a minute. He just asked me to marry him!

"You want to come along? I'm fucking starving!" Jonah was up, having on a pair of old sweats of mine that was too big and the hoodie he had when he fucked me the first time since I got back.

"Yeah... sure......." I sighed when he made a smile, watching me get up naked and slapping my ass when I walked by like the immature guy he really was to my smirk; so stupid.

I washed off the cum and got my jeans and big sweater knowing that I was going to die from the cold walking out to the hallway having Jonah leaning against the wall, staring at his phone frowning making me worried, I didn't want to ask who he was texting but he wasn't looking like he was happy over what he was reading.

"Change of plans, baby, I'm going to just fix this, and then we can get out and eat, I promise." He looked up, still staring at the phone, when I gave a small nod. Yeah sure. I trusted him when he did a smile like he could see that I was trying so fucking much. "You can do whatever shit Joey has made you do..." Jonah smirked when I nodded again, trying not to look so sad when I really wanted to be with him; burning down the house had made me addicted.... In terms of a better word.

"Yeah, no, you're right, I'm going to get that done, and he can't be so fucking pissed at me...." I tried to smile when he kissed my head, making me want to grab him to stay when he didn't and another smile like he was sorry and left me alone. Great. Just fucking great.

I walked back to the bedroom, pulling up the heavy bag, sighing and wanting nothing more than to follow Jonah, no matter how much of a stalker that made me.... I hated that I liked that idea. I did trust him, but.... Well.... He still had a wife, and he had done this before... shit.

I was up again, going for the door, not giving a shit about my ankle when I locked the door and took the elevator down, hating every second of it when I was out on the streets and seeing Jonah in the distance, he didn't take the car to my surprise when I was walking carefully not to let him see me or put too much pressure on the ankle when he was going down the subway, making me follow.

I was standing in the crowd, just staring at him, when he went off and walked up again, making me look around. Shit!

This wasn't my area, that was for sure! This was where you had to earn at least millions to get a place in the high skyscrapers towering around me when. I lost focus following him when he turned a corner, with me standing in the shadows made me feel worse. I was acting like James, and I hated that. I mean, Jonah fucking asked me to marry him, and still, I was following him like he was going to fuck the first girl he met on the street; it was ridiculous! "Andrea." I made a shriek hearing the voice behind me, turning around and seeing Jonah that was staring at me like he didn't know what the fuck I was doing being here.

"Oh god! Fuck! you were about to fucking give me a heart attack!" I was gasping when he raised his eyebrows, still wondering if he would get mad and yell at me with people around, not that he usually cared. Still, something made him stop like he didn't want to waste time barking at me.

"Spying on me, and not even that good, baby. I saw you the second you got down the sub...." He smirked when my cheeks flamed up like I knew he wasn't lying. I guess it wasn't that hard to miss the crazy lady limping the slightest following her boyfriend. "Fine, I did it, and I'm not sorry. You hear me, Jonah!? I'm not fucking sorry!" I was ready for him to get darkness in his eyes when he clenched his jaw before letting it go again like he really didn't have time to fight, making me surprised when he just grabbed my hand, pulling me along.

"Since you already fucking here, you can come, but you are fucking quiet and let me do the talking. I mean it, Andrea! No f*****g mouthing off when you get pissed off, okay!?" I didn't know what to say when he was still moving forward, way faster than I could walk when I a whimper feeling my ankle starting to hurt, shit! This was a bad plan, and I knew it when he didn't stop, wanting to get whatever he was going.

"Jonah, please!" I was starting to let go of his hand when he stopped, finally realizing that I couldn't keep it. I felt like I wanted to cry, surrounded by people all walking around us when he was frowning, getting angry when I was going to get him late. "Andrea, this is why you couldn't come along! You are still healing, and I don't want you to be around every fucking time I do something, you understand!?" Jonah's eyes were hard when I made a sniffle, feeling so stupid for doing this. He was right, and that was the worst. He was fucking right about me not being able to come along and really not running when I should be resting.

"I understand, Jonah." I looked up, tears pushing up my eyes, making him drop whatever anger that had been circling, giving me more guilt over being this crazy stalker, just like James!

"let's go back; I have to tell Shailene that I can come over tonight and get my shit..." He was cursing again when I took a deep breath hearing that, he was going to see her!? I thought he was doing some f*****g deal! Not see Shailene! "WHAT!?" I was screaming it over the crowd when he sighed loud like he knew how I would react. Well, let's give him a f*****g applause for figuring out that I didn't want him to go back to the wife he was still moping over, leaving just yesterday!

"Shut up! I need my stuff, Andrea fucking look at me! Does it look like I got my shit together with how I'm dressed!? No!" He was hissing it back, for once not wanting people to hear us fighting when I didn't care! He was soo not going back to her when he just told me he wanted to marry me!

"Great, let's fucking go get your shit!" I was staring into the distance, taking a step like I knew where to go when both knew I had no idea where he had his home with Shailene. Still, I was going, f**k him if he believed that I was letting him back there alone, f**k no! "Andrea, stop!" Jonah was going after me when I didn't care, never did when I felt his arm around my waist, making me scream out in anger when he wanted to stop me, always did that fucking liar!

"Get the fuck off me, you son of a bitch! I fucking trusted you! You know how hard that was to do!? Since you have lied to my face since I met you!" I was screaming it even louder, making people turn and stare at us, and for once, I didn't care when Jonah looked like he was going to smack me so hard that I couldn't sit down for a week. That lying a*****e! He wouldn't f*****g dare touch me!

"Andrea, stop acting like a fucking bitch!" Jonah was growling it back when some guys started to stare as if they would help me. Jonah still held me around my waist, not letting go, and I was lashing out at everyone who wanted to see me!

"Fuck you! Fuck you for fucking me this morning and just walking right back to her! Are you getting tired of me already?! Is that it, Jonah!?" I was still panting; my voice being twisted from anger to the raw hurt I was feeling when he said he was going back to the same girl he had married behind my back. He had no idea how that felt, no f*****g idea!

"You are so lucky we are outside, or I would have fucking punished you!" He was hissing it, seeing the guys that had started to move like they thought I needed to be saved. I didn't! Jonah was too much of a fucking coward to do shit against me! "Fuck off!" I was yelling it at the strangers that had made their way over, making Jonah's eyes glitter for a few seconds seeing that I sure as hell didn't want some guy coming here and thinking he was my f*****g knight in shining armor!

"Listen, just fucking listen for once before going all fucking crazy on me, no matter how much I'm fucking turned on by it. I just need my stuff and clothes, no more!" Jonah's eyes still switched to the guys that had backed off from my aggression like they weren't going to help anymore. Good!

"I wanted to take my stuff and try to get her to see that I'm not coming back, no matter what. You get that, baby, I love you, and I just want my shit before Ma gets her hands on it, that's all." He was staring at me when I blinked back. Oh.... Shit, he was serious, wasn't he?

I was staring into the blue-green eyes feeling like shit again, him pulling me close like he could feel me start to relax, thanking God that I did when I burrowed my face into his hoodie, smelling more like me than anything else. I was so stupid! "It's okay....... I get it, baby; it's not like I love that Buck is around.... hate the guy.... I made a crying sound, yeah... and he would be, since we had kids, no matter what.

"I'm sorry... I'm so fucking sorry, I just.... You left me for her..." I was feeling myself being rocked, and I didn't hate it, having his body wrapped around mine and calming me down like a child. He was going to get his shit and leave, oh thank God...

"I know... I fucking know... the biggest mistake of my life.... I'm sorry...." I was still sniffling into his chest, hearing the soft voice in my ear, whispering it like it was something just meant for my ears, making me look up when he made a sad smile. He really regretted that.

"Baby, let's go get your shit...." I was looking up, more determined than ever. He wasn't going to be locked out from having his stuff, I even had my four boxes after Ryan, and the least Jonah could get some fucking change of clothes!

He was staring at me like I was crazy, well, I was, and there wasn't shit he could do about that when I was drying my eyes off, wanting him to see that I wasn't going to back down. He was getting that shit he wanted, and I was not afraid of Shailene; she should be afraid of me!

"You sure.... Shay is going to cry and scream and..." Jonah stopped when I raised my eyes to his when he stopped as he got it. Yeah, I was the same, worse. There wasn't anything she could tell me that I wasn't going to be able to take; in fact, if she did, I was going to bite her head off!

"We just get your stuff and leave, and if she isn't giving me shit, then I won't speak." Jonah actually cackled hearing that like there was no way that Shailene wasn't going to call me a whore, or every other name she could think of, I didn't care.

"Alright... let's do this, and I know this is hard, but I want to speak to Shay alone when we get there. Can you please trust me that I'm not going to fuck her when I'm gone?" He was begging me when I made a growl upon hearing that he better not, or I would kill them both!

"Fine." I just said that when he made a long sigh, still holding me when I was walking beside him, feeling like the whole world was staring, but I didn't care. I was not going to back down and roll over for some girl half my age; she was giving Jonah his stuff back!