“You can come right back in.” She sighs, planting her hands on her hips and glaring at me.
“Or I can wait right here while you go.”
“Zach, please, I won’t be able to if you’re standing over me. Just step out for a second.”
“Fine.”
“Thank you, sheesh,” she grumbles, as I close the door behind me and wait to hear the toilet flush, and then go back in, gaining another glare from her as she zips up her jeans and washes her hands. “Haven’t you ever heard ‘watched water never boils?’” she asks, and I look up from the test and smile.
“Pregnancy test do.” I pick up the test I already see is positive and watch her eyes widen.
“That wasn’t even two minutes.”
“You’re pregnant.”
“Holy shit.” She covers her mouth, looking at the test then me. “I’m pregnant.”
“We’re having a baby.” I drop the test and gather her into my arms, hearing her sob as she buries her face against my chest. “I hope these are happy tears,” I whisper, rubbing her back as she cries.
“Yes, very happy.” She sniffles.
Gathering her hair in my hand, I pull her head back and search her face. “I love you, baby, and I swear to God everything will be okay.”
“I know it will. You’re right. This was meant to be, all of it,” she sobs again, and I tuck her head under my chin and hold her there until she’s calm and her crying has died down. I don’t know what I did to deserve all the beauty I have in my life, but I know there will never be a moment I’m not thankful for it.
Shelby
Looking at each of the kids’ faces, I wait for their reaction. Zach and I waited until today, when I got my blood test and ultrasound, to tell them about the pregnancy. I’ve hated keeping this news from them, but needed to make sure everything was okay and that the five tests I took were not wrong before sharing the news.
“Oh, my God!” Aubrey screams, tackling me with a hug, and I smile, kissing the side of her head.
“Yes!” Hunter fist pumps into the air then wraps his arms around Aubrey and me, rocking us back and forth and making me laugh.
“Steven?” I whisper, looking over Hunter’s shoulder, catching him looking at us. Shaking his head and smiling, he steps toward us, joining in on the hug, pulling back after only a second, but still that second meant everything. This moment is everything. I never thought I would have what I have right now, didn’t even dare to dream it.
Epilogue
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bsp; Zach
One year later
“If you tease me any more, I swear I’ll scream,” Shel whispers, and I smile against her mouth but keep my thrusts even and slow. “Zach, I’m not kidding. Please stop messing around,” she begs, tightening her legs around my hips while digging her nails into my back. I miss being inside of her. I miss it so fucking much that when I get it, I need to savor it like right now.
“Slow, baby. Later, we’ll go fast.”
“No, fast, and then we’ll go slow.”
“I’ll tell you what…” I thrust deep and keep myself there while looking down into her beautiful face. “If you can get me over onto my back, I’ll do whatever you want.”
“But I like this position,” she complains, rolling her hips and making my balls draw up.
“Then relax.” I smile, moving my hand to between her legs, rolling my fingers over her clit, which has her back arching off the bed and her core strangling my cock. “Fuck, how are you so goddamn tight?” I hiss, licking up the side of her neck and nipping her ear.
“Maybe because we never have sex anymore,” she gripes, and I feel her laugh and pull my face out of her neck to look down at her, smiling.
“Have I been neglecting your pussy?”
“Well, no, but…” She lets the last word hang.
“But what?”
“Shower sex isn’t the same,” she grumbles, and I nod. It’s not, but with a five-month-old and three big kids, there isn’t a lot of time. Still.
“I ate you out this morning,” I remind her, something she should know, since she’s the one who sat on my face and sucked me off while I did it.
“I know, but I miss you like this, on me and in me. I know it’s stupid.”
“It’s not stupid.” I pull out and thrust in hard. “I miss fucking you. I miss you being loud.” I thrust in again, only harder this time. “I fucking love how wet you get for me, how your pussy can’t seem to get enough and holds on like my cock is going to disappear. I miss this,” I say, taking her hands and pulling them up above her head, holding them there with one of mine, then reach down, pulling her nipples. “I miss all of this too, baby. You’re not the only one. But I still love your mouth around me.” I grin, and she laughs.