But I don’t put the food away. I follow her. I’m right behind her as she opens the door. No way am I letting her out of my sight with her mother on the loose.
“Mrs. Lambert,” she says, “is everything okay?”
“Oh, yes,” the older lady standing on my doorstep replies, smiling. “I just thought I would bring over a little something for you and Theo.”
Collins glances at me in confusion, and I shrug. I’ve never seen this woman in my life.
“I heard the news,” the woman goes on, “and I went by the station to drop it off for you. One of the boys told me you were sick, so I tried here before going all the way to your house.” She holds out a bag with tissue paper sticking out of the top. “It’s just something I was doing and thought about you. Well, it’s for both of you, really.”
Collins accepts the gift. “Do you want me to open it now? I can.”
“No, that’s not necessary. I’ll see you next week because I started on a blanket.” She smiles. “I’ll let you go rest.” She turns and walks back down the steps.
“Blanket?” Collins mumbles, taking out the tissue paper. She pulls out a pair of white crocheted baby booties. “Oh my,” she whispers, touching the white ribbon. “Mrs. Lambert,” she calls, and the woman turns back, “you made these?”
“Of course, dear. They have a matching hat and jacket. When you find out what you are having, we can add some color to it. I hope you like it.”
“I love it.” She touches the soft booties. “This has to be the nicest thing I’ve ever seen.”
“Just wait until you see the blanket.” She shrugs one shoulder before sliding into her car.
“Let’s go inside and get you sorted,” I say, guiding Collins back to the living room.
“I always thought she hated me. I thought everyone hated me.” Big tears are at the bottom of her eyelids.
“Collins,” I hold her face, “I told you, there is no way anyone who knows you can hate you. Not even a little bit.” I kiss her lips. “You are so loved. Now do you believe me?”
Her head falls to my chest, and she nods at the same time the front door opens. My parents are back.
“The next days you have off,” I murmur in her ear, “I’m telling everyone we’re going away. I’m locking the door and I’m not answering it.” She looks up at me and giggles. “I love you, Collins”—I kiss her lips—“more than I can even say.”
EPILOGUE ONE
COLLINS
A FEW MONTHS LATER
“Collins.” He hisses out my name as I take his cock into the back of my mouth, or I try. His hands are buried in my hair as I look up at him. He’s sitting with his back against the headboard, both legs stretched out, with me naked in the middle of them.
I just got out of the shower, getting ready for the long day ahead of us, and the only thing I kept thinking about was this right here. “Baby,” he says as I let go of his cock, crawling deeper between his outstretched legs and then straddling him. My knees are on the bed beside his hips, and he wraps his arms around me as I kiss him. My tongue slides into his mouth, meeting his, and all I can do is sigh. Kissing Theo is hands down one of my favorite things to do. His hands roam my back and then move to my ass before coming up to cup my tits. I grab his cock in my hand and place it at my entrance before I slide down, my ass hitting his thighs. With my hands on his shoulders, I let go of his mouth to moan as I ride his cock.
“Someone”—he starts, taking a nipple into his mouth—“is”—he moves over to my other nipple, repeating the motion—“needy.”
I close my eyes, feeling him in me, his hands at my ass, moving to my tits as he rolls my nipples, knowing how much I like it. I slam down on him harder and harder, feeling the orgasm lingering close and wanting to drag it out, but with Theo, it’s almost impossible. He does things, touching me in places he knows will make me go off.
“Theo,” I say. He sits up, wrapping his arms around my waist, helping move me up and down on him. I wrap my arms around his neck as I kiss him, one hand holding his face. I move my head to the other side to get the kiss to go deeper. “I want to do it all,” I tell him, and he leans back to the headboard. I rotate my hips in a circle.
“Okay,” I put one hand behind me on his thigh, “but hurry and get there so I can do the rest.” He winks at me as I slam down. He puts a thumb in his mouth, and I know exactly what he’s going to do with it. My body contracts, and the minute I feel his thumb on my clit, I move faster. “My girl is about to come.” I moan in agreement. “Pussy just got wetter, baby.” He looks down at his cock disappearing inside of me, and I tighten again. “Getting tighter.” He moves his thumb side to side a bit harder than when he just does it in a circle. I move up one more time, and when I slam down, I close my eyes and moan. Feeling the orgasm power through me, I’m almost at the end of it when he wraps his hand around my waist and puts me on my back.
His mouth comes to mine and then moves to my nipples before he kisses my baby bump, and then his mouth is right there. He sucks on my clit, and the orgasm that was going away starts back up again. “Theo.” I groan his name, and he moans, the vibration going straight to my clit. I put my hand on his head as he works me with his tongue, my hips moving up and down. His hand rolls my nipples. “I’m going to?—”
“No.” He stops doing what he’s doing and moves up, his cock aiming for my pussy as he slides into me. “You can come on my tongue later. I want you to come on my cock.”
“I already came on your cock,” I remind him as he bends to kiss me. He fucks me with small thrusts, building me back up again, and then pulls out to the tip and slams back in. “Baby, you’re so tight I can’t even move.”
I lift my hips to meet his small thrusts, my hand reaching between us as I move my clit side to side. I look into his eyes and then down at his cock going in and out of me, and I come again. “I’m—” I don’t say anything, I just arch my back, my pussy pulsing all over him.
“Good,” he growls, “because I’m right there.” He plants himself in me and bends to kiss me as he comes in me. He turns us to our sides, his cock still in me as he sighs. “We should do that every single morning.”
