But it’s been two weeks since I’ve seen Allison, and I probably broke every speed limit in order to get here faster. My whole body is tense until I see her standing with her arms wrapped around the column on our porch. All I can think is that I was going to let her go. I had planned to leave her because I thought I wasn’t what she needed or deserved. It would have been the end of me. I would never have survived it. I know that now.
As she stands on the front porch of our recently finished house, I still can’t believe she’s mine. She has one hand in the air, waving at me, and the other is placed against her expanding belly.
She had to go through a lot in the last six months, but she tells me I’m worth it. The newspapers and television had a field day when they found out she was selling the congressman’s home, getting married to the president of some biker club, and moving to a small town. She took all the gossip and rumors with a grain of salt. It seems that when you’re thoroughly loved, there’s not a lot of negativity that can ruin it. And I spend every day showing her exactly how much I love her.
I park my bike under the carport and jog up to the porch. “Miss me?”
She pats her belly softly. “We both did.”
I kiss and hug her before swinging her up into my arms. She laughs as she holds on to me tightly.
I carry her over to the massive porch swing and sit down with her in my lap. She curls up against me, and I look at her. Fuck, I’ll never get tired of looking at her. I never imagined loving anyone as much as I do her.
“It’s been two weeks, Kane.”
I grimace and rub my nose along her neck. “I know exactly how long it’s been. It’s been hell being away from you.”
She rubs her hands along my shoulders and takes in a strangled breath. “I’ve missed you so much. I didn’t realize how much I’d miss you until you were gone. But I’m so glad you’re home and everyone’s okay.”
She knows I can’t tell her everything, but I can at least reassure her. “Yes, the mission was accomplished, and everyone’s safe and home in Whiskey Run. Well, everyone but Gray. He took some time to go see his wife.”
“Wife? I didn’t know he was married. Where’s she been?”
I shrug. “Nobody knows, and he doesn’t share a lot.”
She rolls her eyes. “What is it with men? You all don’t ask the important stuff?”
I gasp and laugh. “I’ll have you know I ask all the important stuff... like where and how do you want me to fuck you tonight?”
Her eyes practically glaze over. My girl is even hornier since she’s become pregnant. “That is a good question, but it’s probably not the most important one... Why don’t you ask me that one first?”
“Hmmmm... more important than where and how you want me to fuck you? I’m not sure what that could be.”
She squirms in my lap, and my cock is hard, pressed against her ass. She presses her hand to her belly. “Like if we are having a boy or a girl? That’s a pretty good question.”
“You know? I thought we were going next week to find out.”
Her eyes widen. “Don’t be mad. I went in for a checkup last week, and they said they could tell... I’m sorry, I should have waited, but I was dying to know.”
I cup her face. “Honey, there’s no way I can be mad at you. Are we having a boy or a girl?”
Her eyes light up. “A girl.”
My heart starts to race in my chest. A little girl.
She looks at me, searching my face. “Are you happy?”
I sniff my nose and use the back of my hand to wipe the moisture from my eyes. “Yeah, honey. I’m happy. So happy.”
I hold on to her, relishing the miracle that’s resting between us. “I’ll probably be way too overprotective and threaten any boy that ever comes near her, but yeah, I’m happy.”
We sit quietly until Allison breaks the silence. “Okay, now you can ask me.”
I smile as I’m looking out at the Whiskey Run Mountains. “Where and how do you want to be fucked, angel?”
She looks up at me with wide, trusting eyes. “Right here... fast and hard.”
“Fuck baby, it’s been two weeks since I’ve been in that pussy. I can make that happen.”
“I love you, Kane.”
“I love you too, honey.” And then I make good on my promise, giving her exactly what she needs... forever.
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