Page 43 of His Lover's Vows


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“You’re not a morning person I take it?”

“Oh gods, please don’t tell me you’re one of those chipper morning people, because if you are it won’t work out between us.” He pulled the covers back over his head hiding from everything.

“Dumped for being a morning person, that’s a new one.” The bed dipped, and the covers lightly were pulled back. “What’s on your schedule for today?”

“I have meetings until twelve.” He reached out and took Tucker’s coffee from him and brought it to his nose, it smelled great but Lucas knew it wouldn’t help his stomach and gave the cup back. “What about you, are you going back to Providence?”

“I’m kind of . . . sort of still on vacation.”

“How is that working out for you?”

He set his coffee down then rested his elbows on his thighs. “Good, depending on how you look at it. I cleared out a few things that should have been done years ago.”

“Was it because of what happened between us?”

Tucker looked at him. “In part, that night made me realize I was holding onto a ghost for far too long.”

Lucas rolled over on his back and sighed as he covered his eyes with his arm. “You’re not the only one. I held onto Rebecca because she was the first person I’d ever fallen in love with. I still love her, but I’m finding that I can care for someone else.” He removed his arm and looked at Tucker. “I know you still love your wife, I can never be her. As you can tell, I don’t have lady parts,” he said with a smile and Tucker smirked. “As much as I hate to agree with my mother, I think both Rebecca and Rochelle would want us to move on. We could say our first time together was a drunken mistake, but then I would be lying to myself.”

“I would be too. I wanted you then, last night, and even more now.”

As they stared at each other, he could see the shock and truth in Tucker’s eyes at his confession.

“How are we going to do this? We live four hours away from each other.”

“I’ve been thinking about that,” Tucker said to him.

“I’m listening.”

“Until we decide on everything, how about we live in both places. I can move in here for a couple of months and work from the New York field office. I was going to be making trips back and forth anyway. Hopefully, you will be able to work from Providence for the other month.”

“That could work. I’ve been threatening to take a vacation for a while, and I’m sure that everyone will be happy to see me gone for a bit.” Lucas sat up in bed and looked at Tucker. “How do you feel about the whole baby thing?”

“Truthfully?” Lucas nodded, he wanted nothing but honesty between them. “I’m fucking scared as hell.”

“I’m still trying to figure out how the hell it happened.”

“And you’re sure?” he asked as his eyes went to Lucas’ stomach. “I don’t . . .”

“I asked myself the same question even after twelve tests and a second checkup, plus having my medical records looked at with a fine-toothed comb going back to the day I was born.” He looked away and out the window then back to Tucker. “I have this feeling as if I should be angry that it’s happened. Hell, you should be screaming at me at least since this wasn’t what you signed up for. But, I’m not scared, no make that terrified. I watched Ethan and Christen go through their pregnancies, and all I could think about was their bodies are changing in ways that they shouldn’t. Hell, I enjoyed teasing them because I knew it could never happen to me. But it did.”

Tucker moved to sit beside him, pulled him into his arms and kissed him on the side of his forehead. “I’m not going anywhere. We can do this together. And I’m not angry, how can I be, you’re having my baby.”

Lucas nodded and closed his eyes. Things were not perfect between him and Tucker, but at least they were talking and not evading the issue.

“You realize we are not going to be able to keep things a secret.”

Lucas raised his head and looked at Tucker. “Don’t say it, please don’t say it.”

“We’re going to have to tell our families.”

“You said it,” Lucas whined.

“I think the sooner we do it, the better it will be for us.”

“Fine, we can do it at the next family dinner.” He went to get up but was pulled back to bed and Tucker rolled on top of him.

“I get that you want to wait a couple of weeks before telling them, but I think we should do it sooner than that.”