Her big brown eyes look down at me. “But we were broken up…”
I reach up and wipe a lone tear off her cheek before shrugging my shoulders. “I knew—and my brothers did too—a love like ours… it had to work out, right?”
“Oh, Trent,” she sobs.
So far this is not going as planned.
I stare at her, perplexed. “So, uh, will you marry me?”LacyThe man I’ve loved since grade school is on bended knee in front of me, asking me to marry him. I know what a leap of faith this is, for both of us, but I also know what life is like without him. I love Trent Keller, and I want to be his wife.
“Yes!” I scream, sure to alarm all the guests in the house. “Yes, I’ll marry you.”
He slides the ring on my finger and stands up, pulling me into his arms. We kiss, hug, laugh, and I even cry some more looking at the ring on my finger.
I’m standing with his chin on the top of my head. “I talked to your dad.”
I pull back a little, enough to be able to look up into his face. “You talked to my dad?”
“Yeah, well, I know he wasn’t really happy with me after everything, and I felt that I needed to smooth things over with him—and I also needed to ask for his blessing.”
I shake my head, my mouth forming a perfect “o.” “You asked for my dad’s blessing?”
“Of course I did. I wanted to do this right. I know how much your dad means to you, and I didn’t want anything to stand in the way of our happiness.”
My heart flutters wildly. Oh how I love this man! “So, uh, what did Dad say?”
He clears his throat. “Well, we had a long talk, and after he understood why I did what I did, he was fine with it.”
I raise my eyebrows. “Fine with it?”
He laughs then. “Well, yeah, after he threatened me a few times. Told me I’d better never hurt you again and a few other choice words. But you don’t have to worry, Lacy. I’m never going to do something stupid like that again. I’ll never jeopardize us.”
I snake my arms around his waist, leaning in to him, resting my head on his chest and letting out a content sigh.
Trent strokes his hands down my back. “I talked to your mom too.”
With my eyes closed, I murmur, “Oh yeah? What’d she say?”
“She wants to know when we’re going to give her grandbabies.”
I catch my breath. “Babies?” I wait for him to tense up talking about babies. “What do you think about that?”
He loosens his hold on me so I can look at him. “That was the original plan, right? We always thought we would have kids. I would like for us to get married and then when you’re ready, we’ll start working on babies.” His eyebrows twitch up and down when he says “working on.”
“What about you? Are you ready?”
He doesn’t even have to think about it. “Marriage. Babies. All of it. I’m ready for all of it, as long as it’s with you, Lacy.”
My hand slides up his chest, feeling his heart beating erratically under my palm, and I smile up at him. “Me too.”
“So the guests are out sightseeing,” he says, taking my head and leading me out of the guestroom and down the hall to my bedroom.
“Yes, they are,” I tell him as he stops next to the bed. I put my arms around his neck. “Did you have something you wanted to do?” I ask him innocently.
“Uh, it’s all I think about. Fuck, Lacy, just standing next to you has my cock hard and I’m trying to find ways to get you by yourself. You have to know what you do to me.”
I pull off my shirt, no longer worried about what Trent is going to think about my extra pounds. Obviously, he likes my body if I go by the way he’s always touching me. I drop my shirt on the floor and shrug my shoulders. “Yes I do. You do the same to me.”
With a glint in his eyes, he says, “Prove it.” He doesn’t even wait for my response before he’s undoing my pants and sliding his hand into my panties. I’m so wet for him, it’s almost embarrassing.
I push my face into his neck. “That’s how I am.” He works his fingers in and out of me, the wet noises filling the room. “Anytime I think of you, touch you or see you, that’s what happens to me.”
“Good to know.” He grunts as he increases the pressure until I’m riding his hand, and it isn’t long before I’m screaming my release.
Lying back on the bed, coming down from my high, I know this is not it. We’re just beginning. He follows me down on the bed, covering my body with his own.