“Damn, sweetheart. No wonder you pushed me away. You blamed yourself for his death.”
“Yes, but I also blamed you for introducing him to motorcycles and filling his head with joining a MC. He might still be here if it weren’t for us.”
He pulled me into his arms. “Yeah, I hate myself for my part.”
“Me, too.”
We stayed like that, wrapped in each other’s arms for a while not saying anything. And then I broke the silence.
“You didn’t say how you found out about the baby.”
“You were mumbling in your sleep. I tried piecing it together.”
“Oh.”
“I’m glad I had it wrong.”
“Does that mean you forgive me for keeping it from you?” I gazed up at him.
“Of course I forgive you. You didn’t get rid of our baby, like having an abortion. You lost it, sweetheart. That was out of your control.”
It was like the weight of the world had been lifted off my shoulders. Much of my torment had been my own doing. Ifelt responsible for my brother’s death and to punish myself, I wouldn’t allow myself to be with Chris.
“I wouldn’t let myself be with you because it didn’t seem fair to be happy when Josh was dead.”
“But don’t you think he’d want us together because he loved us? I’d bet my life that if he could come down from heaven, he’d lecture us for wasting so much time.”
“We’re still young though.” I smiled, as another tear rolled down the side of my face.
Chris swiped the droplet. “Young enough to start over and find our way back to each other.”
“I would love to start over as grown, mature adults.”
“Good, because having your warm body against mine is putting dirty thoughts in my mind.” He wiggled his eyebrows, and I giggled like a schoolgirl.
“I might be having the same thoughts.” I felt my face heat. “But we’re definitely using a condom if we follow our desires.”
“When it comes to you, I only follow my heart.” He lowered his mouth to mine and kissed me.
I joined him, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him onto me.
His dick grew hard in record time, and I was wetter than I could ever recalled getting.
Being with Chris like this, as adults, was a lot hotter than when we were teenagers.
“Are you sure about this?” he asked. “You were drugged not seven hours ago.”
“Yeah, but I’m well aware of what I’m doing.” I spread my legs and he went between them. “I want you, Chris. But only if you wear a condom.”
“Consider it done.” He flew off the bed and tore off his pants. “You wiggle out of your bottoms while I wrap it up.” His dick sprang forward, like pointing directly at me.
I couldn’t help but gasp. “It’s bigger than I remembered.”
“This is manly cock, sweetheart. Not teeny bopper dick.” He moved quickly sheathing his… cock.
I giggled again, wiggling out of my bottoms like he said. For being adults, we were acting like crazy teenagers. I loved it.
“Are you sure about this?”
