They left for Germany the next day, and after the festivals there, they traveled to England for Download. Taylor and his family were going to stay on a while to visit with his mom in London, and Jesse’s mom in Dublin, before flying back to Chicago to get ready for the tour.
Bo, Kit, and Sloan were going home.
His wife didn’t know it yet, but Matt had a surprise planned for her, too. Tomorrow, after Venery finished their set, there’d be a car waiting to whisk them away to Heathrow, and there, they’d board a flight to Italy for a late honeymoon.
Just the two of them in a villa by the sea.
Matt couldn’t wait.
Maybe they’d make a baby there. He’d convinced her to toss her birth control pills before they left Chicago. God knows, he’d been fucking his little rabbit every chance he could. And heaven help him, she welcomed it.
“I love how this hot, wet pussy feels on my dick,” he rasped in her ear after he came.
Gina’s pretty eyes grew wide watching him grow hard again as he pushed his cum inside her. “You like that, don’t you?”
“Fuck, yeah. I get off breeding you, knowing my seed is inside you where it belongs. I want to fill you up with it. Fuck you over and over again.”
She giggled. “You’re fucked up.”
“Am I? Tell me you don’t get off on the thought of my baby growing in your belly,” Matt said, and rubbing his fingers over her flat stomach, he kissed it.
“You got a pregnancy kink too?”
“Never been with a pregnant chick before, but yeah, maybe.” And he pressed his lips to her mouth. “You’remy kink, Gina McCready. I love you.”
“I guess we’re both fucked up then.” She smiled.
“Oh, yeah?”
“Yeah. Because you’remykink, Matthew McCready. Fuck me. Breed me. Fill me up with your cum. Cover me with it. Do whatever you want to me. I love you. And yes, I want your baby.”
“Babies,” he informed her, and gazing into the eyes he loved, his fingertips memorized her skin. “I want to have a bunch.”
“Yeah?”
Why does that surprise you, bunny?
“Like that idea?”
“Yeah.”
“Good.”
Matt should’ve known it the day she showed up at his door.
Nice girls do end up with rock stars.
Even a mangy old mutt like him.
Two years later
Matt hadn’t set foot in a church since the day he and Gina got married. Out of obligation, she still joined Rosemary every Sunday, but well, he wasn’t going to push his luck. St. Vincent’s needed their roof.
But today, he didn’t have a choice.
He had to go.
His son was being christened today.
