The woman before me now is strong and confident. She’s sexy and powerful.
She’s who I was always supposed to be.
“This is what I see when I look at you,” he says, reading my thoughts. He moves slowly and deep inside me. “It’s who I’ve always seen.”
I blink back the unexpected tears, and he leans down to kiss my neck.
“I’ve always seen you, too,” I whisper, as he lifts his head to meet my gaze. “This is who we both were always meant to be.”
He nods briefly before burying his face in my neck, too overcome with emotion to speak.
So he shows me instead as his body moves against mine and claims me with his touch.
Filling me deep with such passion and tenderness that I know I’ll be savoring the feel of him long after the last touch is felt.
“Cum for me,” he breathes in my ear as he finally lifts his head and watches my body bow to his every will.
He fills me—mind, body, and soul. I splinter to pieces right before my eyes as my fingers grip his hair, and I bow back in pure ecstasy.
Taking him over the edge with me, he releases a moan as taut muscles hold me tight and our bodies pulse in sync, wrapped around one another.
When the last tremor has left, he slides out of me and lifts me in his arms. I’m cradled to his chest as he walks us to the shower, where he quickly washes us both before tucking me to his side in bed.
We are asleep within minutes, feeling safe and peaceful because of the other’s warm body beside us.
No longer living in the past and chained by our demons, but free in this present moment.
I stareat the two blue lines in shock. Reading the insert again, I double-check to make sure I read the results right.
I’m pregnant.
The two lines are clear as day as they stare directly back at me.
Knox left this morning for a four-day trip with two away games back to back, and I’ve been so wrapped up in him that I hadn’t even realized I was late until this morning. I bought a test on my way home, but I never thought it would happen this fast.
My hand immediately goes to my belly as if I can somehow feel the baby through my leggings.
A million thoughts race through my head when I think of what this means. I shouldn’t be surprised. I mean, we haven’tbeen able to keep our hands off each other once we got a taste of what it feels like between us.
Is he going to be happy? Scared?
I know we’ve talked about getting married one day and having a family. I just hope he’s really ready for this, and it doesn’t freak him out.
Glancing down at my stomach, I can’t help but smile as I rub my hand over the nonexistent bump.
A piece of him is growing inside me now.
Our baby.
Tears coat my lashes before they fall one by one.
“I love you so much already,” I whisper as the reality sinks in and excitement washes over me, overtaking any fears that I might have.
“Let’s keep this between us right now until your daddy comes back.”
This isn’t news you tell over the phone, and I don’t want him distracted for his next two games.
It will also give me time to figure out how I’m going to tell him.
