I go back to what I was doing when Declan comes in and holds me while I’m working at the stove. His hands at my hips, always.
“Did you have a good day at work?” I ask him.
“Yes but, if I have to hear Jake bitch about Larissa one more time, I may punch him in the face. For someone who says she’s just his best friend, he sure is going to the ends of the earth to find her. At some point, he’s going to have to realize she doesn’t want to be found,” he grouses.
“Maybe he just doesn’t want to admit his best friend means more to him. Some men, they have a hard time accepting love. You said yourself Jake didn’t come from a very loving home,” I respond.
“Yeah, I’m not sure. If he doesn’t get his shit together soon, he’s going to find my foot up his ass and kicked out of the office,” he says as he rubs his chin. I know he’s lying. He’d never get rid of Jake, but he will make him see reason. Eventually.
“How was your day with Logan? Anything new happen that I missed?”
“You can’t miss anything, Declan, if you text, call, and FaceTime us all hours of the day, leave late and come home early,” I say with a chuckle.
“I’m as bad as Jake, aren’t I?”
“Maybe a little bit,” I say with a smile.
“I think I’m going to start working more from home. I hate being away from you two,” he grunts.
“We’d like that.” It’s the truth. I miss him and I know he misses us. With him letting other people run the company more, there’s no reason for him to be there every day.
We go out to the living room where one of the cradles that Declan built is and eat dinner in front of the television. Our eyes are more on Logan than our food or what’s playing in the background. Watching our little man is far more entertaining.
Once our food is done, I lean back into Declan on the couch where I drift off to sleep as he holds me.
Epilogue
Six years later
Kendall
“Declan, no more babies. I want to enjoy our four we have,” I grouse out as he tries to chase me around our bedroom.
“One more, Kendall. Just one more,” he pleads.
“I’ll think about it.” I smile to myself. I love our four children. Logan is five years old, Autumn is four, Matthew is two, and our youngest, Nicole, just turned one. We’ve been busy, and I wouldn’t trade it for the world.
“That’s all I can ask. You ready to leave for vacation tomorrow?” Declan questions.
“Yes, I’m just glad Nicole is done nursing. I can wear clothes that don’t have to be so easily accessible to my breasts now.” I’m already mentally picking out what I’m going to wear on our family trip to Aruba. The whole family is going, including my mom. With both grandmas and grandpa there, I’m hoping we can sneak off and have a date night and maybe not have a kid or two sneak into our bed in the middle of the night.
“But I like them easily accessible.” He laughs, and I feel two hands engulf my breasts. My nipples are already pebbled. My head goes back and lays on his chest. We’re in the master bathroom. The mirror is in front of us and I can see us together.
Declan whips my shirt up and over my body and wrenches my cotton shorts down. I’m left in just my panties and him in a pair of shorts. The feel of his warm skin against mine. I try to turn around so my nipples can be abraded by the light smattering of hair on his chest, but he keeps me firmly in front of him.
I watch in the mirror as his hand glides down my body and into my panties. Watching him pleasure me is a memory I’ll never replace. My hand goes behind my back. I try to work his shorts off of him. I want him naked. Once his shorts are dropped to the ground, I work on sliding mine down my legs.
“Declan,” I moan. “I want to be bare. Skin on skin, please,” I beg. He wrenches my panties off with one hand and we’re both bare, just how I like it. He watches his fingers disappear inside my pussy. I can see his nostrils flare as he smells my essence. I’m practically dripping.
My hand goes behind me and I grasp his cock and stroke its hard length.
“Fuck, Kendall. Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he grinds out. He takes his fingers out of me and moves me to where I’m standing on one leg and my knee is on the vanity. I’m open to him. I watch as he grabs his cock and lines it up with my pussy and with one hard thrust, he’s all the way to the hilt inside me.