His office pretty much stayed the same from the condo to our house except for this fantastic handmade quilt his mom gave us as a housewarming gift. It’s draped over the couch for a pop of color.
Once we found out about the baby, the five-bedroom
house was perfect for our needs. We have talked about Sam building us our dream house down the road, but for now, this is home.
I haven’t started showing yet, but I feel like the most powerful woman in the world. I have made a life with the man I love. Going into our bedroom, I see my man laying on the bed. It’s late, but I couldn’t sleep. I went to my office and typed the end on my eighth book. Now I want to celebrate.
“Matty, wake up!” I shout, shaking him awake.
“What’s wrong babe. Are you ok?” He asks as he jerks awake, sitting straight up.
“I’m fine. I just finished ‘Ever After,’ and I want to celebrate.”
“That’s really great babe, I am so fucking proud of you. I literally just got home from the hospital and fell asleep, so what kind of celebrating did you want to do?
“So,” I said arching an eyebrow. “Wow, it’s really true what they say about married couples.”
“What who says? Who are they?” He asks laughing.
“They say that romance is dead once the rings are on.”
“Our romance is everlasting.” He says as he lunges at me, tickling me until I can’t breathe. I am
starving, I think as my stomach rumbles loudly.
“I want ice cream and barbecue chips,” I say trying to catch my breath.
“Cravings already?” He says laughing.
“Well yes, but I would normally drink a bottle of champagne, butbecause you knocked me up, I want ice cream and chips.”
“All right I surrender.” He says raising his arms. “Ice cream it is.”
“Don’t forget the chips. That is the most important part.”
“How could I forget?” He says sarcastically.
He grabs my hand and helps me up from the bed. He leads me from the bedroom to the kitchen. I have already gained five pounds from this pregnancy, and I don’t care. I am healthier than I’ve ever been. My curves are exploding. Matt finds me sexier than ever, thank God. He can’t get enough of me.
I get to spend the rest of my life with this kind, compassionate, possessive in the best way, man. My life couldn’t get any better.
Epilogue Two
April 2018
Matt
All throughout the charity auction for the new wing at the children's hospital in Dallas, all I could think about was this moment. The moment I get her back home. When she smiles up at me, I swear I forget how to breathe. She calls to me on a level I didn’t know existed. When she stands and walks over to me.
She unties the halter of her sexy as sin black dress as she goes. When it falls to the floor at her feet, she is wearing sheer black panties with a matching bra. She steps out of the dress and continues toward me. Her little baby bump makes me feel like the strongest man in the world.
I loosen my tie, dragging it off my neck and tossing it on the floor. She reaches me and goes down on her knees in front of me.
She opens my pants and slides them, along with my boxers, down my legs. She looks up at me and smiles. How the fuck did I get so lucky? My wife is the best thing that ever happened to me. I think to myself as she pulls my cock between her red lips and sucks like she is a fucking professional. I notice her little hand moving across the top of her panties. My sexy little wife is getting off while she sucks my thick cock.
“Enough,” I say as I pull her off my cock. The sight below me is almost too much for me to handle. She pulls off my cock and the perfect lipstick mark around me is just about the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.
“Was I not doing it right Matty?” She says with a low and sultry voice that makes me groan. She damn well knows she was doing it perfectly.