Page 31 of Wait for the Dream

“Wait, high school. Have y’all been keeping this from us this whole time?” Maggy looks thoroughly offended.

“No, it was more of a ‘let’s each get our first kiss out of the way with someone we trust then never talk about it again,’ type situation,” Aiden says.

“Then that one doesn’t count,” Maddox laughs. “Magnolia said you guys would figure your shit out by 12 weeks, Chloe said 14, Momma said 24, Pop said when the baby was 2 months old, Bash was convinced it would take until Rowan was a year, Dallas said within the first month after birth, and the winner was me at 22 weeks. As I am the closest, I am the winner. I won the pooled money and bragging rights for all of eternity.”

“Charly didn’t participate?” I say, “also, Momma and Pop got in on this? The fuck?” Aiden says, I’m guessing he will be calling them as soon as he wakes up in the morning to chew them out.

“Charly is officially my favorite. You all suck.” I say as I, finally, get the garlic bread in the oven.

“Oh no, she was convinced you guys would never pull your heads out of your asses and would pine for each other forever.” Sebastian says smirking, “She’s trouble that one.”

“I hate you all!” I dump a couple packs of spaghetti into the boiling water, and turn around to face them.

“Come on, Bee, it’s funny! It was mostly a joke.” Chloe says, trying to break the tension that has creeped into the air.

“It’s not a joke though, this is our lives. You guys are just discussing and betting on what could be the rest of our lives. That’s not fair. You all just talked about this behind our backs, treating something as important as this,” I gesture between me and Aiden, “like a joke. I love you all, but that’s pretty fucked up.”

Every person in the group looks properly chastised, and there is a chorus of ‘sorries’ through the group.

“You want this to be forever, Blue?” Aiden snakes an arm around my waist and kisses my neck.

“We will talk about this later,” I glare at him, but there is no heat behind it.

“Fuck you guys are cute,” Chloe gags, “I think I’m going to vomit.”

“Would it make you feel any better if I took all the winnings and put it into a savings account for RoRo?” Maddox still looks the most guilty, I’m fairly sure this bet was his idea. I’ll have to give him a hard time about it later.

“Keep the money Maddy. You won, didn’t you?” I shake my head and chuckle. God, pregnancy hormones are insane. Two seconds ago I was angry at them, now I’m laughing. These mood swings are no joke. “It’s fine guys, just no more betting on each other’s lives. It’s fucked up. We have to let people figure stuff out on their own, and not make predictions for things we don’t know for sure what’s happening.”

“You mean, we aren’t allowed to place bets on when Dallas will tell—” Chloe is cut off by Dallas’ hand over her mouth.

“That’s enough little sister.” He says giving her a hard stare.

Fuck, I really wish I knew what she was going to say. I mean, if I could guess it would have something to do with the way looks at Maggy like she’s the air he needs to breathe when she isn’t looking, but I could be wrong.

We get back to working on finishing up dinner, so everyone can eat. We push the awkward start to our game night away, choosing to enjoy ourselves instead of letting it ruin our night. I’m sure we will talk more about this bet, and what is going on with Aiden and I more soon, but for tonight, we are just going to have fun playing games and eating good food with friends that have turned into family.

Aiden

Bailey was already asleep when our friends left last night, so we haven’t had a chance to talk about the events of last night. I carried Blue to bed after everyone had left. When I went to leave the bedroom, not wanting to assume I could sleep in her bed despite the number of times I’ve done exactly that, she reached a hand for me and mumbled a sleepy, ‘stay.’ I was too weak to refuse her, so I changed into a pair of basketball shorts and a thin t-shirt and crawled into bed beside her.

When I woke up still cradling her from behind, a stupid smile plastered itself on my face. I had to shift my hips to avoid pressing my erection into her.

I feel Bailey shift, but I tighten my arms so she can’t move. I press my face into the crook of her neck before saying, “Good morning, Blue.” My voice is still thick with sleep.

“Good morning, Bear. How did you sleep?” Her voice is raspy with sleep. I smile into her skin, soaking in the warmth. I’m not entirely convinced I’m not sleeping right now, this has to be a dream.

“Best sleep of my life.” I press a kiss to her neck.

A small moan slips from her lips and she turns in my arms so she is facing me. We stare at each other for a few moments before I press my mouth to hers. Her mouth immediately opens and I tangle my tongue with hers. I slot my leg in between hers, and the groan that falls from her lips as she grinds her pussy down onto my leg has me on the verge of orgasm. The last thing I want to do is cum in my pants at the first brush of her against my dick, but I’m pretty sure that’s exactly what I am going to do.

“Fuck, Blue, we should slow down.” I say, pulling myself away from her. It’s actually painful how hard I am right now, but we have things to talk about before things go too far.

Bailey flops down on her back. “You’re right.” Her cheeks flushed, lips swollen and red from our kiss. She looks sexy as fuck, and it’s almost hard to look at her when she looks like that and not go right back to finishing what we started.

“How are you feeling about last night?” I say, pushing a flyaway piece of hair behind her ear.

“A little overwhelmed, but in a good way.” She gives me a sweet smile. “How are you feeling?”