“I can’t have children. The chemotherapy ruined that part of me.” There I said it. He would be reminded I was sick. That I hadn’t always looked like this. That I wasn’t completely whole.
“Okay,” he said walking over to me. He sat down beside me and pulled my legs into his lap. “How do you feel about that?”
What? He was asking me how I felt? I’d known this for a long time. He was the one that needed to adjust and decide how he felt about it. I answered his question anyway. “I’m going to adopt when I’m ready to have kids. A child doesn’t have to grow inside me to be mine.”
He nodded. “Agreed. Well it wouldn’t have grown inside me anyway but I agree with you. I wouldn’t love a child any less because they didn’t have my blood in their veins. I like the idea we would give a child a home that needed one. That we would love it and raise it the way our parents did us.”
I was going to cry again. I had cried a lot the past twenty-four hours. “You really mean that?”
“Hell yeah I mean that,” He tugged me closer and I clutched my cup with both hands to keep the little bit of coffee left from spilling. “All I need is you. If I have you I’m happy. Raising a child with you will make me happy. Our baby doesn’t have to come from us to be ours.”
I sat the cup down beside the sofa. Then promptly threw myself into his lap wrapping my arms around his neck and peppered kisses all over his face. “I love you more now and I didn’t think that was possible.”
He chuckled. “Good. I need to get you to love me so damn much you can’t ever let me go.”
“You succeeded.”
He slid a hand under his shirt I was wearing. “How about I show you exactly how much I love you.”
“That’s not love. That’s lust.”
He lowered his head to kiss the inside of my thigh. “No baby this is love. Real motherfucking love. I love your pussy. Trust me.”
I burst into laughter until his mouth pressed just at the top of my thigh. I went silent and held my breath until his tongue trailed to flick over my swollen clit. I liked this form of love too. I was good with him loving several parts of me.
Because right now I really loved his tongue. A lot. A loved it a whole lot.
“Nate,” I panted.
“Hmmm,” he said as he continued between my legs.
“Fuck me, please.” He paused and lifted his head to look up at me.
Then he moved. So quickly that he was inside me in seconds. “Fuck,” he groaned. “I get to come inside you.”
“Yes,” I replied.
“Goddamn this just got better and I didn’t know it could.”
Lifting my legs, he sunk deep inside. This was my fairytale. All little girls have them. They normally have a prince and a castle. Until they grow up, then their fairytale becomes something different. Mine was a silver eyed, dirty mouthed, big hearted, man with a magical penis.
Nate Finlay
DINNER WITH HER parents. She had tried to talk me out of going when her mother had called and invited me. But I wanted to meet them. The people who raised her and the brothers she talked so much about. These people would one day be my family too.
The man that opened the door was about my height with dark hair and Bliss’s blue eyes. He regarded me with a serious expression then held out his hand. “Cage York, glad you could come.”
I shook his hand and I was pretty damn sure he was trying to crush the bones in my hand. This was his warning without Bliss knowing. I wouldn’t tell on him later. I got it. Bliss was his only girl. He’d been by her side while she fought for her life. He was protective. I’d just have to prove to him he could trust me.
“Let them in, Cage,” a woman who looked exactly what I imagine Bliss would look one day said as she came to the door and shoved her husband over. “You didn’t have to meet them at the door. Bliss doesn’t have to knock. This is her home.”
Cage grunted but his scowl stayed in place. Her mother rolled her eyes at him then smiled at us. “We are thrilled y’all are here. Cord and Clay even canceled their plans for this. They wanted to meet you.”
“Yeah, because I wanted to make sure you understood who you’d be dealing with if you hurt my sister,” a tall but lanky version of Cage York came to the door. He was frowning like his father.
“Oh for god’s sake y’all move so we can get inside or I’m taking him and we are leaving.” Bliss said as she took my arm and pulled me inside with her. Then she paused and stood on her tip toes to kiss the lanky boy. “Glad you stayed, Cord. Love you,” she said.