Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 29224 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 146(@200wpm)___ 117(@250wpm)___ 97(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29224 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 146(@200wpm)___ 117(@250wpm)___ 97(@300wpm)
“Thank you, babe.” I touch his arm trying to relax him again. He stoops down, semi eye level with me, rubbing his thumb down my face.
“You never have to thank me for slaying your demons, Angel. It is what I was born for.” Why does he have to say such romantic stuff when I can’t climb him and ride it? “I know what you’re thinking, baby. You want me to slide under this dress and take a sip? Is it wet and ready for me?” A whimper slips past my throat and I nod my head. He grabs my hands and helps me stand up. The same tickle I always get right before he makes me his over and over begins to form in my pussy only to be damped down.
“Are you two ready for the reveal?” He looks at me, his face turned down with the same predatory gaze that makes my nipples bead, and my body calls for him. Smiling, I nod knowing we have no choice.
“Yep. Let’s do this.” I tell him. We walk hand in hand to the other side of the backyard, we grab our poppers and stand for the photos before addressing the people here to celebrate us. I squeeze his hand, so he knows to do the speech. I could never do it.
“Thank you everyone for coming and for the gifts that are currently falling over in the foyer.” Everyone laughs, including me. “I know most of you are still trying to wrap your head around the fact that we haven’t graduated yet and are already about to be parents and getting married. Trust me I know, it was a whirlwind, but one I sought and did anything to have. This beautiful angel beside me, is mine. I knew from the moment I met her that she was my destiny. This baby is just part of our love story, and I am excited to learn what we are having. Thank you for celebrating us, everyone. Now let's do this.” He wipes the tears from my eyes before leaning down to kiss me. “Remember I told you it was a boy.” The countdown begins.
“I don’t think so.” Five, four, three, two, one, pop!!” The dust hits the air, and everything is pink. I scream so fucking excited that is a girl. Everyone around us is clapping and shouting. I knew it. I freaking knew it. Realizing I have heard nothing from Cobi, I look up joy pouring out of me. “Babe, it’s a girl!” He looks at me with shock on his face and then he is at my feet passed out cold. Damn. Is this the preview for the day I go into labor? “Cobi, get up.” I can’t bend over but his parents rush over and shake him up. He pops up, face horrified that he just passed out and looks at me.
“A girl? Why would God do this to me?” Laughing, I wrap my arms around his waist once he is standing.
“Because you are going to be the best girl dad in the world. Are you really unhappy about it?” It would break my heart if he wasn’t really happy for this baby now. He looks at me, hands on my face.
“I’m sorry baby. I just…I guess I just didn’t really think it could be a girl, but of course I am happy, angel. We are having a girl. A little princess.” He falls to his knees and kisses my belly. “Hi princess. I’m your daddy. I am going to love you so much. I swear I am going to be the best daddy ever.” I watch, crying again of course while he kisses my stomach. Stroking his head I kiss his hair.
“You already are, babe. You already are.”
Chapter Thirteen
Ripley
Four Weeks Later
Eight Months Pregnant
“Ugh. If this little girl gets any bigger I am not going to be able to walk.” Right now I am hunched over, sort of, legs spread, and knees bent trying to stretch out my back. I had my last check up last week and according to the doctor I am doing fine as far as weight gained for me, but this baby is measuring a little bigger than they like. The doctor made some joke about her taking after her father. I was not amused.
“Do you need me to massage your lower back, baby?” Cobi comes up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist.
“Yes please.” I whine feeling so tired.
Alright baby. Come on. You know what to do.” He backs away from me waiting for me to give him something to look at. His gaze is like fire on my skin. Prickles of awareness litter my arms but it is the attention of a man who loves my changing body that makes every part of me preen in front of him.