"You don't understand," Roman growls. "This isn't some hookup. I'm in love with Sophia."
Jamie blinks in shock, looking between the pair of us in horror. He shakes his head at me. “You can’t be serious.”
"Jamie...please try and understand," I tell him gently. "This has been three years in the making. I've been in love with him since I saw him last...at your birthday party. I've thought about him every single day since. This just feels...right. Don't you want me to be happy?"
"Sophia, don't turn this around on me. You can't possibly be in love with one another, you barely know each other."
"I love her more than anything and I would do anything for her," Roman growls, stepping forward to square up to Jamie. "If you have a problem with it, then you'll have to take it up with me right here, right now. I'm not messing around. She's the only woman I've ever cared about. I've wanted to be with her for a long time, and now that I know she feels the same, there's no chance I'm letting her slip away from me. We've made up our minds. We're going to be together. Your sister will be moving in here with me right away. You can't stop us. I don't want to fight with you...but she is my priority now. If you try and stand in our way, we're going to have issues."
My heart swells with love. He’s so protective of me, willing to stand up for me even against his best friend. It’s only now that I realize just how much he loves me. Even though I’m worried about how things might turn out with my brother, I feel so much happiness right now that I’m almost delirious.
Jamie doesn’t seem to know what to make of Roman’s little speech. He looks nervous, his gaze hopping between the two of us. He takes a deep breath.
“So...you’re in a relationship? You plan to be together long term?”
"We do," Roman growls assertively. "I'm going to marry your sister one day soon. We'll have a big family and we'll be happy. I hope you'll give us your blessing...but I'm having her with or without it. It's as simple as that."
Jamie's lips purse. I can tell he's not happy with Roman's protective, possessive attitude. But when he looks my way his face softens. Maybe he can see how happy Roman has made me. Maybe he understands that Roman's possessiveness is only because he loves me with his whole heart. Whatever he sees in front of him makes him drop his guard. He lets out a sigh.
“Well...I can’t stand in the way of what makes you both happy,” he says quietly. “If you’re both happy...then I am too.”
I rush forward to hug my brother, feeling happiness swell inside me. Then I turn to kiss Roman, my man, unable to stop myself in my happiness. He kisses me back and I know I've found my happy ending. I have everything I need here with Roman and more. Inside me, his baby is growing. We're going to be one happy family.
I’ve never been happier.
Epilogue
A year later...
Roman
The sun is only just beginning to rise, but I can already hear Sophia in the living room, singing softly to Anna. I smile to myself as I get up out of bed and head through to see my two favorite girls.
Sophia looks beautiful at this time of the morning. The gentle orange glow from the rising sun outside makes her look even more angelic, her platinum hair falling in waves over her shoulders. She's breastfeeding Anna, our tiny miracle. At only three months old, she still looks so fragile and precious to me. I always dreamed of having a family, and now here we are, the three of us making a perfect little set.
“Morning,” Sophia says to me with a gentle smile. “Anna’s been so hungry this morning, haven’t you darling?”
Anna snuffles as she feeds. I can't help taking in the form of my perfect wife as she nurses our child. Her body has changed since the birth, but she's still the sexiest creature I've ever seen. She's naked except for her open robe, allowing her to feed Anna. I feel my cock surge, but there's plenty of time for making love to my wife later. Right now, I need to cook her some breakfast. She must've been awake for a while, and she deserves someone to serve her the way she serves our child.
I kiss her lips gently and then set about making her some pancakes. She had sweet cravings the whole time she was pregnant, and she's loved pancakes with syrup ever since. It's very fitting for the sweetest thing in my life. By the time I've cooked them up, Anna is back in her cot and Sophia joins me in the kitchen, looking a little sleepy. My hands roam her body as we kiss. No matter how tired we are after a long day of work or an early morning with the baby, we always have time for one another. Especially when it comes to sex. I feel her hand slide into my boxers, taking my hard member in her hands and beginning to work it. I growl in delight.