James shrugs airily.
“Who knows? I only banged Rocky once, and I haven’t kept in touch. But yeah, she was a wildcat. Anal without lube. Hell, I should look her up again, especially because she’s Miss Millbrook now.”
At that, I intervene.
“Well, if she has experience with the Circle, then she’s definitely a girl who knows how to use a scepter,” I say in a saucy voice. “Especially if she’s a no-lube type of person.”
James starts before cracking up with laughter.
“Hell, you’ve got a live one here, Mark,” he jokes. “Holy shit. I didn’t know moms could be so dirty.”
I merely giggle at the compliment.
“Women don’t lose our libidos just because we’re pregnant. If anything I want it even more now.”
But then Mark stops us by holding up a hand.
“Okay, no more of this flirtatious banter between you guys, otherwise I’m going to have to deck you,” he growls at James. “In fact, I think it’s better if you leave now.”
The handsome firefighter merely grins and stands up before glancing at his watch.
“Yeah, I think it’s time to go because actually, I need to get ready for a ‘date’ I have tonight,” he says while making air quotes with his fingers.
I giggle.
“It’s totally a hook-up, isn’t it?”
He nods, still grinning like a maniac.
“It is, and if you saw this MILF’s body, you’d see why I have to prepare.” With that, he strides out our backyard gate with one last wave. “See ya!” Then, the door slams behind him as my boyfriend and I look at each other.
“What a joker,” Mark growls, rolling his eyes.
“Not really,” I say with an impish smile. “James is dirty, but no dirtier than you or me.”
It’s true because our sex life has only amped up ever since I gave birth. For some reason, I need it more than ever now, and am constantly on my boyfriend to drive it home, deep and dirty.
But instead of picking up on my non-verbal cues, instead Mark gets a serious look on his handsome face, and reaches across our chairs to seize my hand.
“You know I love you, don’t you, Freya?”
I smile prettily.
“Of course. And you know I love you too.”
He nods, thoughtfully.
“Then at the risk of jumping the gun, because I know you’re gun-shy sweetheart, I was wondering if you’d think about marrying me? It doesn’t have to be today, tomorrow, or even next year. But I thought it might be nice to inject some permanence into our relationship. What do you think? Or is that too much?”
My heart pounds almost painfully in my chest because this isn’t something that I thought I wanted, but that’s the beauty of being with Mark Fierceton. He’s introduced me to so many new things, and I’ve realized that I’m a happier, better person because of it. So I squeeze his hand and smile with tears in my eyes.
“Actually, I think I’d love to become Mrs. Mark Fierceton,” I say in a gentle voice. “That would be a dream come true.”
Mark shoots me a long look, his blue eyes emotional.
“Are you sure, honey?” he asks. “I know it’s a lot to ask of you. You’re a commitment-shy person.”
But I cut him off, shaking my head.
“No, this is what I want too,” I confess in a trembling voice. “To be with you, and to keep growing our family because Mark, I’m pregnant again. We’re going to have number two in about eight months or so.”
My fiancé’s handsome features light up with surprise, but then he growls and wraps me in his arms before peppering my face with kisses.
“Thank you, baby,” he breathes. “That’s the best news ever, and you’re becoming Mrs. Fierceton now for sure.”
I merely laugh and kiss him again because this is a dream come true. Instead of living as an unemployed single mother, instead I’m cared for and cherished by a man who worships the ground I walk on. It’s crazy but only after a lot of stress and struggle was I able to realize how lucky I am to be blessed with such a man. As a result, I’m utterly devoted to Mark, to my son, and to the beautiful family that we’re going to create together.
THE END