Chapter 94: Chapter 94

Keenan's POV

Four years ago, Four weeks after Reign's birth.

Over the weeks that passed by after Reign's birth, I was able to secure admission for Taylor into the University of Rome so she could complete her study and attain a degree in accounting. She was more than happy those times than she'd ever been before, but never in those weeks did she bring up any discussion that Reign was involved in or even talk about her pregnancy or delivery and whenever I had tried bringing her up, she would either change the subject or shut it down completely. I didn't want that and I kept hoping she'd come around, but she never did and every day she only got further away from Reign.

Last week Lucia travelled home to be with her family because the time for her one month break was due, and things became completely worse because Taylor and I were the only ones at the house. Lucia didn't want to leave, she told me she could call them and tell them something important came up, but I convinced her that, she already spent most of her time with us and should go be with her children now that they needed her.

I assured her that I was going to be fine on my own, how wrong I was.

Although I'd watched and sometimes helped Lucia tend to Reign most times, I was still a big failure at most things, like how the hell does one wears the kid diapers without making her cry? Or feed the baby without choking her in the process? Or how the hell was I going to stop her from crying when I wasn't the one that caused it?

She brought me to the point of tears two days ago when she wouldn't stop crying and I hated it because I only made her cry more. It took a miracle to quiet her and finally put her to sleep and I discovered that she liked being rocked when she's sleepy and fed when she was hungry.

The dilemma was knowing when those times were close because the last time I checked, Reign slept for more than two to three times a day.

I had gotten better at bathing and cleaning her up so I could give myself a forty-five per cent over a hundred per cent which I knew wasn't so bad.

Most nights I had been woken up by Reign's cry over the baby monitor and had to tend to her and after a few nights, I got used to the method of putting her back to sleep when she woke during the night. Along with cuddling her, I'd patted her in my arms and hummed the Go To Sleep Little Princess rhymes into her ears while I rocked her. She would fall asleep within two to three minutes of me singing her favourite sleeping rhymes.

Reign became my sidekick at work and after I began taking her to work and I realized she was a great company to have around. She was always quiet in her cradle and would interestingly watch me work in the office and during board meetings. Everyone that saw her loved her and I knew Taylor would too if she'd just come on and see her.

I knew how to deal with Reign but Taylor was a whole new level and I never knew how to be or act with her. I knew I was doing my best for Reign, but she needed her mother and it was already bad enough that her father was no longer around.

Taylor requested my help earlier today, she asked for my opinion on how to solve major bankruptcy in a company without firing half the staff. I was ready to help her and more than anything I wanted to talk to her about her daughter Reign because ignoring and acting like she didn't exist wasn't going to make her disappear and at around six p.m. after putting Reign to bed I made my way to her door and knocked on her door.

The door opened and Taylor walked out, ushering me in with her hand and once I enter she closes the door. She was wearing blue bum short and a baggy white shirt that had its hand fallen aside.

"Hey." She smiled nervously, biting her on her bottom lips.

"Hey," I said, pecking her lips before walking over to a seat close to her study desk and sat down and she walked to me, taking her seat beside me. I was nervous as well and it was not just because I was putting Taylor through, but because I was hoping to talk to her about Reign as well.

"So, what am I helping you with?" I asked resting on my elbow and looking down at the pile of books and files scattered on the desk in front of me.

She made a surprised sound and when I looked up I saw her giving me an intrigued look, "You're so formal now; I'm jealous, Keenan, what happened?"

"I'm not, I'm just tired. It was a stressful day." I honestly confessed and rubbed my forehead with my palm. It indeed was a stressful day, but I was going to bore her out with it.

"Want a drink?" she asked, pulling out a drink from her mini-fridge standing close to the window.

I could use one but I said, "No I don't."

She picked one and walked to me and sat down "Why don't you drink?"

I made a promise to stop drinking after what had happened with Taylor the night I'd gotten drunk and tried taking advantage of her. I didn't want to tell that, so I shrugged, "Not really feeling it today."

She gave a casual shrug and made her way back to the seat close to me, "Okay then."

"So what are we looking at?" I asked changing the subject. I was a little exhausted from much work today and more than anything needed to rest.

"I'll try to make it quick." She said and we dived into the study and after more than half an hour, we were able to reach a reasonable solution.

She walked me towards the door, with our hands entwined together and we paused when we reached the door and she looked up at me and I could see a hint of gratitude in her eyes even though she hadn't said anything yet.

"Thank you, Keenan, what can I ever do without you?" She said, letting go, and rubbing her palm together and biting her lips softly and she drew closer to where I am.

"You're always welcome," I replied and she allowed her finger lift to softly stroke my stubble beard sending tickles and shivers down to the other part of me.

We were in a very confusing relationship because although we weren't dating, it felt like we were most time because of how we were with each other. Sometimes we were very hot for each other and we do things like cuddling, kissing, touching, but and others we were in this confusing place.

"Taylor-" I began to say, but her soft lips that closed on mine made me swallow up the words and excuses I had to give. My whole body tightened with heat and the undisclosed desire I had for her and I kissed back.

She pushed me against the door and crashed her lips on my mind again this time more savagely and her hand danced on the skin of my stomach and a longing moan escaped my lips as she proceeded to my chest.

I already knew where this was going this time because in the past when we fooled around, we were neither outside nor with company and I knew that one way or another we would not end up having sex, but that's not the case now. There was a possibility that we were going to have sex tonight because we are alone.

It had been so long since I had sex or any form of sexual pleasure because I wasn't interested in anyone that wasn't Taylor, and so the past several months, I chose to ignore this side of me that had needs, desire and urges.

I wanted her because she was the only one I knew would make me feel good

"Keenan, I know you want me too." She pushed up my shirt with one hand and unbuckled my belt with the other. "I know you have been longing for me, longing for this to happen. You want me, it's all in your eyes." My eyes shut as I felt the wetness of her tongue laps around my stomach up over my nipple and I groaned pushing her around and taking over control.

She grinned widely and stared at me seductively. "Don't start something you do not want to finish," I growled as her back hit the door frame.

"I do want to finish this, Keenan; I want you to make love to me tonight."

My breath cut hitched in my throat at her demand. I knew where this was going and what I wanted, but hearing her say the same thing was just too gratifying. I lifted her, letting her wrap her legs against my hips and I walked back into the room and laid her down on the couch at the window side. I stared at her, looking for any clue that would give away something, but there was nothing as such in her eyes as she stared at me. She wanted me, she really wanted this and I wanted her too.

She helped me out of my T-shirt and her hand began exploring my exposed chest and I began pulling her short up when I heard the sound of Reign crying. At first, I thought I just hearing her voice in my mind, but when it came up again and this time loud than before, I pulled away from Taylor. I grabbed my shirt from the couch and pulled it over my head, I began heading for the door and that's when Taylor spoke.

"Where are you going?" she asked, popping an elbow up to look at me, and residing there.

I turned to her with a crossed look when I saw the deep frown that was on her face. "Reign is crying downstairs, I should see to the reason she's crying and try putting her back to sleep."

She sighed in frustration and fell back down on the couch, covering her face up. "I can't believe you're choosing her over me!"

Okay, something certainly was wrong here, "I'm not, she's crying. Can't you hear that?" I couldn't be the only one hearing the cry.

"You know what, just go!" she shouted, losing that cool tone she had for a while now.

Reign crying got only louder and I had no other option, but to leave and go attend to my little girl. Sex with Taylor was great, but my responsibility to Reign was greater.