Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27767 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 139(@200wpm)___ 111(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27767 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 139(@200wpm)___ 111(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
All of the sensations collide and combine, and before I can catch my breath, I’m coming, blackness creeping into the edges of my vision. It's so powerful that my knees feel weak and shaky. But Brian is here to hold me up, just like he always is.
He follows close behind, his cock pulsing as he fills me with jets of warmth. I can feel it even more clearly in my ass than I can in my pussy, hot and thick.
"God, Blair. That was amazing," he breathes, his forehead pressed against the back of my head.
"It was," I agree, feeling like the luckiest woman in the world.
"I meant what I said, you know. I want you forever, Blair. All of you."
"I'm yours," I promise, knowing in my heart that it's true.
Brian pulls me closer, and we hold each other tight, our hearts beating as one.
The past week has been filled with a flurry of painful and hopeful feelings. Brian and I have made up, our love surviving the storm of his deeds. A sudden intensity, a fusion of passion and fear, hope and doubt, crackles in the space between us. I've noticed an increasing sense of life inside of me with each day that goes by, a constant reminder of how complicated our situation is.
Brian has arranged a special date for tonight in the center of New York City, and there’s something about his behavior that makes me think it’s going to be a memorable night. He takes me to a rooftop garden restaurant that’s tucked away from the busy streets below, and I'm welcomed by a sea of sparkling fairy lights as soon as we enter the magical setting. The lights cast a gentle glow over the private room, making a wonderful backdrop for what's to come. Inhaling, I notice the air is filled with the aroma of blossoming flowers.
We’re directed to a quiet corner table that’s decorated with pretty white roses and flickering candles. The night sky above us, which is speckled with stars, creates an appealing atmosphere. I'm captivated by the view of the city skyline, the lights shimmering like a million dreams below.
Brian's eyes connect with mine, his fingers intertwining with mine as he reaches across the table. My heart races, my nerves zinging with excitement and fear. It's time to tell him—about the pregnancy, about my love, about our future together.
"Blair, you've brought light into my life ever since we first met,” he says, his eyes never leaving mine. “I've messed up, but being with you has helped me choose a new course. I don’t want to think of spending one day without you, baby.”
He moves, slowly standing and coming across the table. Brian, all 6’7 of him, kneels in front of me and takes my hands in his.
“I love you so much. Will you marry me, Blair?”
He digs into his pocket and pulls out a small velvet box, which causes my heart to nearly burst. He opens it to reveal a sparkling solitaire diamond ring that catches the light above us. This is not a dream. It’s happening. It’s really happening, and I feel like I’m about to explode with happiness.
"Brian," I say, my voice cracking. "I love you too. And there's something else I need to tell you."
He glances at me, waiting for me to speak. I inhale deeply and instinctively reach for my stomach to cuddle the priceless life that’s developing inside of me. "I'm pregnant. And I want nothing more than to build a future with you, to raise our child together, to be a family."
His eyes widen with surprise, then soften with understanding and joy. He places his hand gently on mine, his touch warm and reassuring. "Blair," he rasps. "You’ve made me the happiest man alive…even if you haven’t answered my question yet.”
Through tears of happiness, I giggle and then nod, my heart overflowing with love for the man before me. "Yes, Brian," I say, my voice warbling as I brush the tears from my cheeks. "I will marry you."
When he sweeps me up into a kiss, it’s the sweetest I’ve ever had. Brian is not a soft or gentle man, but right now, he comes close, and I love every second of it.
Mrs. Blair Beckett—it’s the most beautiful name I’ve ever heard.
EPILOGUE
BRIAN
“This is the life," I say, settling into the lounge chair next to Blair and sighing contentedly.
"What's not to like? The weather is perfect, the water is warm, and the food is delicious." She grins at me, and I reach out and tuck a strand of hair behind her ear.
"I couldn't have said it better myself." I look around, taking in the beauty of the ocean and the palm trees swaying in the breeze. But it isn’t until I look back at her that I add, "And the view is pretty spectacular too."