I frantically nodded my head as I cried and said, “I think so . . . wait. What?”
“Can’t you just imagine a house sitting right here, overlooking that view?”
Tears streamed down my face as I silently cursed my stupid hormones.
“A house?”
“And I was thinking, with all the land we could have a camp for kids who are bullied or come from underprivileged homes.”
My eyes searched everyone’s faces behind Grayson and all I saw were smiles and tears. My mother was crying like a baby and my father looked happy as a clam.
“A camp?” I asked as I sobbed. “Wait. What . . . are . . . you saying?”
“I’m saying that if you want to make this our home, I want that too.”
My body shook as I tried to contain all the emotions I was feeling. “But . . . but what about your job? Gray, you worked so hard and . . . and . . . I won’t let you give that up!”
His hands cupped my face as he kissed my tears away. “I love you, Meagan Atwood. Haven’t you figured it out yet, the only place I need to be is by your side.”
My lips trembled. “Your mom? What about your mom? You’ve always depended on each other and you’ll be thousands of miles away from each other.”
The feel of his thumbs gently moving over my skin caused my body to erupt in tingles. “She has James now and lets not forget Rick and Sandy . . . the she-devil herself. Besides, she can come visit and stay with us anytime she wants.”
I couldn’t help but giggle as my eyes searched his face. He was completely serious.
“You’d really move to Texas just for me?”
A sexy crooked smile slowly appeared on his face as my knees wobbled. “No, I’d move to Texas for us. For our happiness, our future, and our family.”
“I never, in my wildest imagination, thought I could ever love you more, but you keep doing these things that make me fall deeper in love with you.”
Wiggling his eyebrows, Grayson dropped his hands and pulled me closer to him. “Then I hope you fall deeper tonight.”
My face grew red as I playfully hit him on the chest.
Grayson’s face grew serious. “Meg, if this is what you want, then I’m behind you one hundred percent and we can figure it all out as we go.”
I nervously chewed on my lip before Grayson pulled my lip from my teeth and gently kissed my lips. When he pulled back, I asked, “Can we afford this? I mean, Gray, it’s so much land and we have to build a house. Neither of us will have jobs!”
“Your job is to take care of my son growing in your belly. My job is to do all the worrying and get it all figured out.”
My body felt like it was humming when Grayson mentioned having a son. “What if it’s a girl?”
His eyes sparkled as he glanced down to my stomach and back up at me. “I guess if it’s a girl, I need to start preparing now because I’m almost positive she’ll have me wrapped around her finger.”
Throwing myself against him, Grayson wrapped his arms around me. I buried my face into his neck as I heard everyone shouting out and clapping.
Grayson spun me around a few times before setting me back down. I’d never tell him the action caused me to lose my breath from the pain in my ribs. I’d never say anything to ruin this perfect moment.
Everyone walked up and began congratulating us. Taylor grabbed my arm and pulled me off to the side as she wiped her tears away.
“You’ll never know how happy I am to know my sister is home again. I’ve missed you so much, Meg!”
Her reaction caught me off guard and I was sure there was something more behind it, but now was not the time or place to ask her.
“Me too, Tay. I love you so much and I’ve missed you.”
Taylor hugged me and I couldn’t help but notice how she held onto me a little tighter and longer than usual.
When she stepped back, my parents walked up to me next. After a gentle hug from both of them, my mother tried desperately to not start crying again but failed.
After getting hugs and kisses from everyone, Grams walked up to me and handed me a small box.
“Should I open it now?” I asked as I looked into her beautiful blue eyes.
“Yes!”
Feeling the excitement bubble up inside of me, I opened the box and gasped. My fingers ran along the wooden plaque as I felt my tears falling yet again. Holy hell this pregnancy is going to do me in with the crying!
“It’s kind of a little tradition Garrett started when Drew and Ellie built their house. Now it’s your turn.”
My finger moved along each word as it spelled out Welcome Home.
Home.
Lifting my eyes I looked between Grams and Gramps and smiled so big I was sure my cheeks would cramp up. “I love this so much.”
Grayson gave Grams a kiss and hug and shook Gramps’ hand as I hugged and kissed them both.
“Thank you so much, this means so much to us,” Grayson said as I experienced the most amazing moment of peace I had ever experienced in my entire life.
For the first time ever, I truly felt like I was home.
Grayson
AS I STOOD over the bed, I watched the love of my life sleeping so peacefully. Her brown hair was lying across the pillow and her kiss-swollen lips were begging for more attention.
I’d kept her up almost all night making love to her and I knew she was exhausted. I also knew her ribs had to be killing her. When I saw the pain on her face, I knew I was being selfish. I gave her one last orgasm and let her sleep the rest of the night.
After we left the land, everyone headed into Fredericksburg and celebrated until late. It was probably one of the best nights of my life.
I set the two cups of coffee down on the side table and picked up one of the orange muffins and moved it around Meagan’s nose. When she stirred, she lifted her eyebrows and moaned.
“Mmm . . . oh God. I know what that is!”
Her eyes snapped open as she instantly zeroed in on the muffin. Her eyes danced with happiness as she sat up and pulled the sheet up to cover her bare breasts.
“A little birdie told me these were your favorite.”
Meagan licked her lips as I put the muffin up to her mouth. Taking a bite, she closed her eyes and moaned, causing my dick to jump.
Laughing, I asked, “Is it that good?”
Her eyes about rolled to the back of her head as she nodded. “Oh God. I’d dare say it was better than an orgasm.”
My brow lifted. “Is that so? A muffin is better than an orgasm?”
Meagan pointed to the muffin. “This one is.”
Challenge accepted.
I slowly pulled the sheet down and away from Meagan’s beautiful body. She flashed me a sexy grin, knowing full on what I was doing. The bruising on the side of her face was nearly gone. Thank God. Every time I saw it, I wanted to hurt someone.
“Whatcha doing?” she purred.
“You just keep eating your fabulous orange muffin and don’t pay any attention to me.”
With a giggle, Meagan slid down onto the bed as I pushed her legs apart and placed light kisses up her leg. Once I got to her inner thigh, she let out a contented sigh. Peeking up, I asked, “Was that for me or the muffin?”
Her lips parted open as she gave me the sexiest fucking smile I’d ever seen. “That’s still to be determined,” she said as she took another bite of the damn muffin.
My lips moved closer to her pussy as I ran my tongue along the edge of her lips. Meagan’s body trembled as she gasped when I quickly swiped her clit.
Glancing up her way, I couldn’t help but grin as I watched her abusing the fuck out of her lip with her eyes closed. “How’s that muffin?”
“It’s good. Oh so good.”
She held the half-eaten muffin in her hand as she lifted her hips some, silently pleading for more.
My finger moved around her mound before I slowly pushed it inside of her warmth.
“Gray!” she whispered as her fingers la
ced through my hair and pushed my face closer to her need.
Running my tongue along her lips, I sucked one into my mouth and gently bit down as Meagan’s hips jerked up.
“You’re driving me crazy.”
Smiling, I pushed another finger in as I played with her clit.
Soft whimpers slipped from her mouth as she tried to cause more friction with her hips while I blew softly on her clit.
Another lick across her clit and small bite on her soft lips, and I was ready to go in for the kill.
Dirty talk.
Meagan’s weakness.
“Mmm, baby. I love eating you for breakfast. You taste so fucking good.” Meagan dropped her muffin and took both hands and grabbed onto my hair.
“Grayson . . . goddamn it . . . give it to me!”
My fingers pulled out as I buried my face between her legs and gave her what she wanted. I could feel her body vibrating as her orgasm began to build.
“Yes, yes, yes! Don’t. Stop.”
My finger moved to her ass. I made a circle pattern and pushed slightly against it.
“Oh God!” Meagan cried out. “More. Gray, I want more!”
Now I was losing control as I sucked and licked her faster.
Meagan’s body lifted off the bed as she cried out my name over and over.
When she begged me to stop, I pulled away and sat back against my feet as I watched her chest heave up and down while she tried to regain her normal breathing pattern.
My eyes caught sight of the orange muffin lying next to her on the bed. Dropping back down, I kissed all over her stomach as her hands pushed through my hair. Moving up, I gave each nipple attention before I moved up to her mouth. Stopping, I smiled when she smiled up at me.
“So. Much. Better. Than. The. Muffin,” she whispered between heavy breaths. I kissed her nose as I reached for the half-eaten muffin and pushed it into my mouth and began chewing.
Holy fucking shit. Damn that thing is good.
Meagan wore a grin from ear to ear as she watched me eat the muffin. With a moan, I rolled my eyes and said, “Almost as good as an orgasm but not quite there.”
Laughing, she hit my chest as I fell over and pulled her on top of me. “You about ready?” I asked as her eyes glassed over.
“Yes. Are you nervous?”
I shook my head. “Nope. I’m excited though.”
“Me too!” Meagan said as she jumped up and headed into the bathroom.
“I think we have time for a little more fun, if you’re . . .” Glancing down to my dick, she licked her lips and purred, “Up for it.”
Moving as fast as I possibly could, I joined Meagan in the shower where she successfully proved that the orange muffin was for sure a far second to an orgasm.
Meagan sat on the end of the table and swung her legs as she nervously twisted her hands together.
“Wow. Did you know during labor and delivery, it’s not that uncommon for the cord to get stretched or compressed, which could lead to a brief drop in the fetal heart rate?”
Meagan stared at me with a blank expression. Shrugging, I turned back to what I was reading. “Wow, induced labors are twice as likely to end in a C-section.”
Meagan sighed as I kept on. “Only one in ten women’s water actually breaks before labor begins.”
“That’s great, but what are you reading?”
“Facts about childbirth,” I said to Meagan as if she should know.
“Holy shit! The heaviest baby ever born weighed twenty-two pounds!” I said with a laugh.
“You can stop reading now,” Meagan said.
“Your sense of taste and smell will get sharper, but your feet are also gonna get bigger.” Glancing back at her, I pouted. “Sorry, baby.”
“Gray. Stop.”
“Only five percent of—”
“Grayson!”
Spinning around, I looked at Meagan and boy did she look pissed. “You want me to stop reading?”
Giving me a look like I was stupid, she nodded and said, “Yes. Please!”
I wasn’t sure what to do with my nervous energy. What if something was wrong with the baby? What if when that motherfucker punched Meagan in the stomach, he did damage?
Meagan was now chewing on her thumbnail and swinging her legs harder. Walking up to her, I pulled her hand from her mouth and kissed her lightly on the lips. “It’s all going to be okay, baby. I promise.”
“What if . . . what if when Bob . . .” Her voice cut off as she sucked in a deep breath.
“No. Don’t even think that way. You heard what the doctors said, the baby was very protected and everything seemed to be normal.”
“Seemed to be are the keywords there.”
The knock on the door caused us both to turn and look.
A fairly younger woman walked in holding a laptop.
“Meagan Atwood?”
“Um, yep that’s me.”
She turned and looked at me with a genuine smile. This must be another nurse.
“Mr. Atwood?”
With a nervous chuckle, I said, “No. Mr. Bennett, fiancé.”
With a wink, she nodded and made a note on the laptop.
Looking back up, she glanced between the two of us and smiled bigger. “Let me tell you a little about me before we get started. My name is Hope Johnson. My father retired recently and I’ve taken over his practice. He still does consulting work for the office, but pretty much he spends his days fishing.”
Meagan laughed. “He delivered every one of my best friends pretty much!”
Dr. Johnson smiled. “I hear that a lot. He was an amazing doctor and an even more amazing father.”
“Wait, you’re the doctor?” I asked.
Dr. Johnson smiled. “I sure am.”
“How old are you?” I asked as Meagan pinched my arm.
Dr. Johnson chuckled. “I’m thirty-two. And I have two children of my own. My husband is a chemical engineer and we both met at the University of Texas.”
She lifted her brow as if waiting for me to respond. “Wow. And you’ve done this before?”
“Grayson!” Meagan said.
Laughing, Dr. Johnson said, “Yes, Mr. Bennett. I’ve done this lots of times.”
I pulled in a deep breath and blew it out. “Sorry. I guess I’m just nervous.”
Giving me a reassuring smile, she clapped her hands together and looked at Meagan. “So, now I understand that y’all currently live in Colorado, but you’re moving to Texas. Have you seen a doctor there yet?”
“No,” Meagan said as she reached for my hand. “I made an appointment but some things . . . well . . . they got in the way.”
Dr. Johnson held up her hands and flashed a toothy grin. “No worries at all. It looks by the date of your last period, you’re about ten weeks along. That would put your due date at November twelfth. That’s not a firm day; it’s what I like to call a best guess.”
“Of course,” Meagan said as she squeezed my hand.
Dr. Johnson stood and walked toward the door. Before opening it, she asked, “So, would the two of you like to see your baby?”
Meagan
“EXACTLY HOW LONG has he carried that picture in his hand?” Taylor asked.
With a grin, I said, “Ever since the doctor handed it to him. Then when Dad held it, I thought Gray was going to start stomping his feet to get it back.”
Taylor chuckled. “It is kind of sweet though how excited he is.”
Lifting my eyebrows, I let out a huff. “It was a much better reaction compared to when I first told him I was pregnant.”
“Oh no!” Taylor said as she started laughing harder. “Do I want to know?”
“No. You really don’t.”
As I rocked in the chair, I watched Grayson, my father, and Josh attempt to put together a swing set. Shaking my head, I looked at Taylor. “You don’t think they’re jinxing anything by putting that up do you?”
Taylor continued to watch the guys as they argued about wh
at step was next.
“Nah, I don’t think so. Besides, I’ve never been so entertained in my life! Plus, it doesn’t hurt your future husband is hotter than hell with a body to die for. Or the fact that he took his shirt off.”
Sinking my teeth down into my lip, I turned to look at Grayson. He was hot as hell; there was no doubt about that. No matter where we went, he snapped heads. And his body. Oh lord, his body. He ran every day no matter what and worked out four times a week, and his stamina was insane. I swear he could fuck me for hours and not break into a sweat.
“Dear lord, please stop thinking about whatever it is you’re thinking about. Oh God. I’m gonna gag!”
Taylor made a gagging sound as she leaned over in the chair and attempted not to get sick.
“What is wrong with you?”
“You! You and your sick love and awesome sex life. Blah!”
Remembering yesterday and what Taylor had said to me on top of the hill, I turned a bit more and faced her.
“So, tell me what’s going on in your life. You’re almost finished with school. Are you excited about your trip this summer?”
Taylor gave me a weak smile. “I guess so.”
“Talk to me Taylor, please don’t hold anything in. I see it all over your face that you need to talk to someone.”
Pulling in a deep breath, she pushed it out and smiled. “Do you remember when I ran into the guy from college in Durango?”
“Yes! The one you had the crush on.”
“Right. Well, I’m so confused because one minute he acts like he is interested in me and then it’s like I don’t even exist. I saw him at a party the other night and he flat out ignored me while he drank with his buddies and ended up leaving with some girl. I didn’t think it would bother me as much as it did.”
“Ugh. He’s one of those.”
Taylor turned to me. “Those?”
“Manwhore. You see, Tay, there are a group of guys who just want to do nothing but have fun and fuck everything that walks in front of them. But at the same time, they’ve got their eye on the one girl who they know would never just put out. That’s the girl they want to end up with.”