I know he does completely.There is no denying that, and I love him equally.When I needed him the most, he dropped everything to be by my side, literally.If that is not truly loving me, I don’t know what is.He would have given up his whole life to take care of me, giving me what I need.I’m going to do something I should have done months ago.Something I’m fully ready to do to make the three of us a complete package deal.
“Nick.The answer is yes, I’ll marry you.”
He stops what he’s doing, his face almost touching mine, a grin spreading over his face.“I didn’t ask.”
“Yes, you did.”He better not play with me.He’s looking at me with an eyebrow raised, making me think he might not want to anymore.He better.
He clears his throat, shifting in me, sending little shivers through my body.“I’m glad you finally came to your senses.I knew you would.If you weren’t pregnant I could have fucked some sense into you months ago.”
My eyes and mouth are wide open.I snap my mouth shut, unable to keep the amusement off my face and out of my voice.I tug the end of his hair.“Shut up, where’s my ring?”
“Don’t worry about it, I got you.You’re going to love it.It’s so us that you would accept my marriage proposal months after I ask, while I’m still inside you.”
I gasp when he gently pushes up inside of me.My mouth opens, and he kisses my lips softly.I put my arms around his neck, wincing a little, tender but ready to go again.He brushes his fingers through my hair and I hear Jace’s cries from the other room.
“Nick—Jace.”
“He’s fine, we’ll get him in a minute,” he says, kissing the side of my face.
“Nick!”
He whines and then smiles a little.“My own son is cock blocking.You stay, I’ll get him, if I can walk.”
I giggle, biting down on my lip as he pulls out.“He’ll be happy to know his mommy has finally agreed to marry his daddy and make me the luckiest, most undeserving bastard by being my wife.”
“Yes, I’m going to make you the most wretchedly happy, undeserving bastard by making you my husband.”He kisses me and goes to slide back in.I put a hand on his chest, scolding him.“Nick, go get our son.”
With a wry smile he says, “The wretched happiness begins.”
Yes it does.
Cat
He was right about thering.I love it, and the way he proposed—again.He thought he should do it again properly because it was better than telling people I accepted his proposal months after he asked, while we were making love.Two days after I accepted his proposal, he surprised me by getting his mother to watch Jace and taking me out to dinner.Not to a fancy five-star restaurant, but dinner by candlelight in the middle of a rose garden in the Brooklyn Botanic Garden.Apparently he knew someone, pulled some strings, and we were in.I washappilysurprised for once.Surrounded by the flowers and trees and a warm gentle breeze that was unusual for an October night, under the open sky and a luminous full moon, he got down on one knee, took my hand, and asked me to marry him.Slipping a sparkling, three-carat princess cut diamond on my finger, he said, “A princess for a princess.”With tears in my eyes I said, “Yes!”
I started planning the wedding immediately with Ava, who tried her damndest to strong-arm me into having the wedding of the year.Nick and I decided we wanted a small, intimate wedding, with only close family and friends that are like family to us.Gianna, Nick’s sister and Gage’s twin, is going to fly in for the wedding.The BBG was the perfect venue for us.My father was very happy and supportive, but he was disappointed when I decided to walk by myself.It felt right to give myself away to Nick; we were in this by ourselves from the beginning, and he already has me.
It took me three weeks to plan our wedding, as Nick didn’t want to wait.He wanted to elope the night he put the ring on my finger, but I talked him out of it.I may not want the big white wedding, but I want one with the people who are close to us.My dad was coming, but I held off on the rest of my family.Vanessa was invited, but she said Jay wasn’t coming, and I was all right with that.My mother and Kate were a different story.I decided to start talking to them when I told my father I was engaged, and he said I should tell them.The first call to my mother was hard for me.I told her my news, and she didn’t have one snide remark or comment.She told me she loved me and she would support whatever decision made me happy.I called Kate after my mother, and that was even harder—there were a lot of tears from her.She wouldn’t stop apologizing.I finally had to tell her to stop, because the more she apologized the angrier it made me.I don’t know why, but it did.Our conversation was very heated, mostly from me.In my heart, I know she didn’t mean to push me down those stairs, but I’m angry.Talking to her made me see that I’m angry for everything from the beginning, not just what happened on the stairs.She asked me if I would go to a therapy session with her, and then one with her and my mother, to resolve some things.I said I would think about it, because I had to talk to Nick first.He almost blew a hole in the roof when I told him.
Three days later, after he’d had time to think about it, he said if I really wanted to go, he was going with me.I told him that wouldn’t be a good idea, so he agreed to let Chris go with me.He called me every fifteen minutes until I had to turn my phone off.I went to both sessions, and I thought that was enough for me.I learned a few things about the issues Kate had, and I got to vent.My mother wasn’t as cooperative as she should have been in the group session.She refused to do the exercises and kept answering the therapist’s questions with her own questions.She’s a work in progress, and I think she and Kate need to keep seeing the therapist together.I’m done.I’ve decided to give them one last chance, and the way to do that is to invite them to my wedding.Nick didn’t take this well at all.It took him two weeks and speaking to Kate’s therapist, who reassured him she wasn’t a danger to me or Jace, to finally convince him to agree to invite them.
So here I am now, the night before our wedding, in the garage with Nick, his hands covering my eyes.“Nick, what are we doing down here?”I try to tug his hands down but he holds them firmly in place.
“I bought you an early wedding present.I couldn’t wait.”He kisses me on the back of my neck and takes his hands off my eyes.“Surprise!I bought you an Audi A3.”
Oh my God.I love it.“I love it!”I spin around, jumping up and down, wrapping my arms around him before running over to the car excitedly, running my hand over the silver paint.
“I thought you were going to refuse.”
He walks up behind me and I sit on the hood, parting my legs and putting my arms around his neck.“I’m done refusing.Life is short, I’m taking it all.”I smile, and he bends his head, kissing me deeply.I can’t wait till my doctors tell me I’m clear to drive.The seizures I had in the hospital set me back a bit on that.“I didn’t get you anything.I didn’t know we were going to exchange gifts.”
He holds me tighter, staring into my eyes.“When you agreed to marry me and you gave me my son, you gave me the most valuable gifts in this world.There is absolutely nothing you can give me that will compare.”
I swallow the lump in my throat and let out a breath.“I love you, Nicholas Alexander.I will always love you.”
“For what I’ve been through, you better.”
I laugh and he laughs with me, our foreheads pressed together, locking lips.
