A Rose for Max (Moosehead Minnesota Book 3)

by ChaShiree M

  Rosy and I sit down and then we wait. Rosy falls asleep on my shoulder, an hour later. Ham hasn’t come out here to us at all. Eventually, a nurse came and moved us to the OB waiting room. Finally, after about seven hours, Ham comes out, looking exhausted.

  “A boy, 7lbs, 8oz 21 inches long, Ezra Michael and a girl 8lbs 8oz 20 inches long, Abigail Marie.” Everyone congratulates him as I hang back. I know he called me to be here for him, but I still have these feeling of remorse for the way I acted after the Elizabeth thing.

  “Max and Rosalind. Thank you for coming. I really appreciate it.”

  Rosy steps away and Ham pulls me into a hug. “What is this for?” I say my voice tight.

  “Thank you. I knew she was poison, but I let her come between us. If you hadn’t done what you did, I never would have met Ava and my life would be totally different. Everything happens for a reason, I believe that now. Forgive yourself. I have.”

  “I know we discussed this before Ham. I am sorry I did what I did, but now that I’ve met Rosy, I know Elizabeth was next to nothing. Can we see the babies?” I ask.

  “They are still cleaning them, but you can come back soon. The doctors say they are fine and healthy, so it shouldn’t be a problem. He says they shouldn’t have to stay here any longer than 24-48 hours as long as they pass their APGAR test and can feed from either the bottle or Ava.”

  Taking a deep breath that everyone is going to be ok, I hug my brother again; my mom, dad, Kennedy, Sterling, and I grab my woman and head out.

  We finally get back to my house about ten am and fall into bed. Sterling wasn’t opening the office today, so Rosy and I went back to bed. I know the baby’s arrival will prompt a very swiftly put together party at mom and dads, so I might as well rest while I can. I plan to not get out of bed until then. My Rosa is too sweet to pass on.

  Stretching my arms above my head, I can’t help but marvel at the difference a few days can make, two to be exact. I have been content since I have come here to Moosehead, a job I like, and made friends with two of the coolest chicks in this town. But somehow, I always felt like something was missing and couldn’t quite put my finger on it. Until, I met Max. I pushed against it for a while because I was freaked out about the feelings he provoked in me, and as a virgin and a young woman who has never been in love, I wasn’t sure I liked the feeling. His persistence though paid off and the fact he was there for me, when my whole life changed was a plus. Now as I roll over and look at this beautiful specimen of man, I cannot imagine my life without him.

  Spending hours upon hours in bed, letting him do unimaginable things to me, has definitely helped my good mood. Shivering with the memory, I fight to hold back my desire to wake him with my mouth on his delicious cock, like I have every time we wake from our sex induced sleep. The problem is, if I do that right now, we won’t be getting out of the bed again for the rest of the day other than to eat and shower. Today, we can’t do that.

  It has been two days since Ava and Ham had their babies and it is time for their welcome to the family party. I promised Deb, Max’s mom, that I would be there to help get the party setup. So with reluctance, I kiss my beloved on the chest, give my lips one long, arduous lick as I stare transfixed by his glorious morning wood, and trudge myself away from my favorite morning indulgence. I go to the closet and take out a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. As I go into the bathroom I remind myself not to forget to grab my red dress out of the closet to change into before the party.

  Luckily we took showers before passing out last night, so that’s done. I brush my teeth, wash my face, and comb my hair. While I am getting dressed, I look at myself in the mirror and see the evidence of all we did last night. There is literally not a place on my body that doesn’t have a mark from him. Whether it is from him nibbling on me or from his fingerprints as he held me so possessive and tight. Running my hands along my breasts reminds me the way he suckled and bit them, until I moaned and shook with need for him to finish me off. Even now, just thinking of it, my nipples are getting hard, sensitive, and I can feel the moisture collecting between my legs.

  Get a grip Rosa. You have shit ton to do today, that don’t involve sitting on Max’s face. But fuck was that amazing.

  Shaking myself out of my memories, I finish getting dressed and sneak past my lover. When I make it downstairs, I am thanking the heavens I remembered to set the coffee maker last night, because caffeine will be my friend today. Right as I finish putting it in a travel mug, my phone rings. Looking at the screen, I see it is Kennedy calling. Kennedy. The other bright spot dropped on me in the past couple of days. I have a sister. Like a real life sister. And how awesome is it that I also have an abeulo that is nice and kind.

  “Good morning Kennedy. How are you today? How’s the belly?”

  “Good morning, Sis. I am great and the belly is fantastic. Growing and kicking. I was just making sure you were on your way, because Deb is already in frenzy and there is only so much I can do.”

  “Yep. No worries. I was actually grabbing my purse and on the way. I should be there in about 10 minutes. See you then.”

  I grab the keys to Max’s sedan and head out. The drive to the Crawford house is pleasant and filled with all the dreams I have for my life. It is also filled with the hope that Max will be a part of it because I already feel as if we are building a life together and I want it to continue.

  Pulling up to the house, I walk in and Holy moly baby central has thrown up in here. There is pink and blue stuff everywhere. I find myself being a little envious. This family is warm and welcoming, and they love each other beyond reason. Even, Ava and Kennedy. It’s beautiful to watch and makes a girl want to wish upon a star.

  “Rosa, come on in. There is so much to do.” Deb says. “I could just kill Hamm and Ava for not telling us it was twins. I could have planned this better and with more stuff. That damn boy. Always, the difficult one. Now Rosa I need you to work on the party favors. Just take off the stickers and stick them on the side of each bag. The stickers have the names of the guests and I don’t want to forget anyone.”

  “No problem. I will be happy to do whatever you need me too.” I don’t know how long I sit, putting people’s names on these bags. The good news is I recognize everyone on the list except two people. A woman named Kitty and a guy and Eldridge. This makes me feel better. It means I won’t feel so out of place and awkward.

  By the time I am finished, and have helped with about 100 other things, it is a half hour before the gathering. I run into the bathroom, change into my dress, do my makeup, and brush my hair out again. Wandering back into the dining room, I’m starting to miss Max something horrible. As if he could hear my thoughts, I feel him wrap his arms around me and kiss my neck.

  “I didn’t like waking up to you not in my arms baby. I should spank your ass right now for not waking me before you left.” He says and nibbles on my ear. All the willpower I could muster is what it takes to suffocate the moan threatening to leave my mouth with the room quickly filling up with people.

  “I’m sorry Maxy. You looked so peaceful and I was already running late. I know if I woke you, there is no way I would have been able to make it here to help.” I say to him, hoping my pouty face works on him. Though I have to admit, the thought of him spanking me, is making me wetter and wetter by the second.

  Pulling me flush against his chest and kissing me like he hasn’t seen me in months, he whispers in my ear, “I’ll forgive you this time baby. But don’t let it happen again.” He pops me on the butt, as I wink at him and begin to walk away. The euphoric feeling begins to creep upon me and I know without a shadow of a doubt, that this man will be my future.

  Seeing, my Rosy with my family does things to me. Her holding Ezra makes my heart feel like it’s goanna burst. It makes me realize all the times I’ve come inside her pretty little pussy, hasn’t been nearly enough. I feel the need to find a closet in my parents’ house and pump my seed into her, making my dick about to explode. I will not do that
, but I want to.

  She looks like a fucking angel sitting there, while smiling sweetly as she holds the baby and talks to Ava. Everything about her presence is perfect and makes me want to wrap myself around and keep her to myself. I don’t’ want to share her for any reason, but seeing her in the life I grew up in is just as good. She fits everywhere in my life, and I need to convince her to finally move in with me.

  Finally handing the baby off to my mom, she seemingly glides towards me, but gets waylaid on the way by Kitty who happens to be a friend of the family. I decide to make my way to her, when I notice out the corner of my eye, Eldridge, a family friend who is methodically making his way towards Kitty in a not so subtle way.

  Looking at Kitty, I see she is glaring at him, but I notice a flush on her face as well. Hmmmm… This is an interesting development. Interesting indeed, especially since her brother Miles is here somewhere with Jacquie, Kennedy’s mom. The last I knew is he is still overly protective of Kitty, causing me to wonder if we are going to see a fight tonight. The thought has me chuckling because Ham would lose his shit if they started fighting around his wife and children. Not to mention so would Sterling. Oh boy. This will be a long night.

  Anxiously wanting to have my lady alone, I make my way to her. Patting my pocket, making sure the ring I bought at Jorgensen’s Jewels on Main Street is safely tucked in there. I beeline my way to her as it burns a hole in my pocket. When I went to the jewelers I wasn’t at sure what I was looking for, but I was sure that when I saw it, I would know. No sooner than I walk in, Sven, the youngest of the six Jorgensen boys, shows me to an estate sale they just inventoried.

  One look at the circular diamond with band of turquoise wrapped around it, I immediately think of Rosy. Buying the ring and walking out the door without having it sized, but the size 6 ring looks like it would fit. I hope.

  Once the baby shindig starts winding down, I excuse us to get some fresh air. Grabbing my Rosy, I lead her to the fire pit behind my parents’ cabin. To my surprise as we are walking, I see Penny, Ava’s Sister and my little brother Jace arguing by the huge oak tree in the front yard. Those two have been sniffing around each other for a year now. As far as I can tell, Penny is going to continue to making my brother work for her. Since she isn’t quite eighteen, I know my brother will wait to make an actual move. He sees nothing wrong with staking his claim though. I agree wholeheartedly. If he’s anything like me and the other two, she will not stand a chance when he decides he’s had enough.

  Turning away from the kissing kids in the corner, I continue to walk my girl to the fire pit and put my jacket over her shoulders to protect her against a slight chill in the air. Once we are there I see no one else is around, considering the pit is in a secluded part of the yard. Privacy after a long day full of family is what I need to get this out, and with the fire going as she sits near me on the couch-like seating my dad built, almost has my heart stopping. Once the fire is lit, I take a seat next to her and put her hands in mine, trying to warm them.

  “Rosy, you know I love you right?” I ask.

  “Yes, of course. You’ve been showing me every day, in every way.” She says.

  “Good, good. I think we should talk.” My voice starts to lower almost reluctantly.

  “Oh. My. God. Are you breaking up with me?” She says dropping my hands.

  “What? God, no.” I growl. “I am never letting you go.” I say and I kneel down in front of her on the cold ground.

  “I know that it hasn’t been long enough, but I want to marry you and fill our home with babies. You love me and I love you and I won’t let you fall, Rosy. Be my wife?”

  Falling to her knees with tears running down her face, she says, “Yes. Of course. I love you, even with you quoting Chris Brown lyrics in your proposal” she says with a little giggle. “I am ready to be your wife.” I slide the ring on to her finger and it is a perfect fit. “Oh. My. God, Maxy. It is absolutely gorgeous and I don’t deserve this.”

  “Baby, you deserve every damn thing under the fucking sun. Thank you for making me the happiest man in world.” I stand and bring her into her arms, twirling her around. Her laughter makes me happy, and I kiss her like there is no tomorrow and we won’t have another. I whisper in her ear, “You know you have to move in with me now right?” And then we head back into the house.

  Everyone is putting on their coats, when we walk in and she shouts out “Max asked me to marry him!” Kennedy, Penny, and Ava rush over, pull her away from me and into a hug from each woman, while my brother’s congratulate me. There are tears in my mom’s eyes and I pull her into a hug.

  “Guys, I need you to be my best men.” I announce.

  “All of us?” Jace asks.

  “Of course. There is no way I could choose.” I say with a slight amusement in my voice.

  “How long are you goanna let her plan this wedding?”

  “One week. If, she is lucky.” I say with a grin on my face and a need to tie her to me in every way. She is my perfect fucking match, and I will not take a chance of someone else trying to take her from me.

  “Max?” I look up at my mom, who is standing next to me.

  “Yeah, Ma?” I ask.

  “I am so proud of you. She is an amazing girl.” She says with a smile on her face.

  “I know Ma and I am so lucky.”

  “I am going to give you the same piece of advice I gave your brother’s when they told me they were getting married. Never go to bed angry.”

  “Ma, I don’t think I could if I tried.” I smile and pull her into another hug. I finally make my way back to my girl. “You ready to go, Rosy?”

  “Yeah, Maxy.” I take my coat back and help her into hers. I’ve had a few drinks, but my place is only about a mile and a half from my parents. We leave the car and head off on foot; with the sun having set a few hours ago it’s chilly enough that there are no mosquitoes.

  Once we are in my yard with the porch light spilling into the darkness, I pull her to the nearest tree and put her back to it.

  “Fiancé. This dress has been tempting me all day.” I pull her sexy leg up to my hip and slide my hand up her thigh, not finding any panties. I don’t know why this simultaneously pisses me off and turns me on at the same time. I let her leg fall back down to the ground. Her arousal is evident all over her thighs and I turn her around so she is now facing the tree. Her hands automatically grip the tree.

  “Why don’t you ever fucking wear panties?” I grind out.

  “Why bother? They just get soaked and uncomfortable when I am around you.”

  “Do you like teasing me Rosy?” I ask.

  “Aye, Papi.” Damn. I fucking love it when she calls me that. I lift her skirt high over ass and do something I never thought I would. I slap her ass just to watch it jiggle. When she moans, I slap her other cheek, watching them pink up. I tear open my pants and let them and my boxers slide to my feet. I grip my cock and line myself up with her opening as I slam into her tight, wet heat. It feels like her little cunt is trying to suck all the cum from body and I am going to let her. My fingers dig into her hips, leaving another layer of bruises. Caressing my fingertips up her body, I run my hands up her neck lightly, and then grab her throat, roughly turning her head towards me so I can ravage her lips.

  “You and me baby. For. Fucking. Ever.” I say as I fuck into her.

  “Max. Forever. Isn’t. Long. Enough. She moans out with each pound into her little body. We finally come together after what seems like hours. When I finally pull out, I have to steady myself for a minute so my knees don’t give out.

  I reach down to pull my pants back up but her ass is just to tempting and I want to bite it. Instead of that and placing a kiss on each ass cheek, I watch the mixture of our cum, slide from her pussy and down her thigh. Her legs are trembling. Smiling, I pull her dress down over her ass and turn her so she is facing me again and kiss her, while she melts into me.

  Yeah, one week is too long to wait, but I’ll give that
to her. Our forever has already started.

  This is the third day in a row I haven’t been able to sleep in due to some appointment or another, with trying to plan my wedding. Especially since a crazy man only gave me two weeks. He originally gave me one week but I put my foot down. There is no way I could plan one of the most important days of my life in one week. After giving him a little red light special in the corner of a Chinese restaurant under the table, he relented.

  Though I don’t mind the early rise, it happens to be the third day in a row I have woken up running to the bathroom and puking my guts out. At first I was distressed thinking I had the flu. Like seriously, who the freak has time for that? But now that it has been three days and I haven’t had a fever or any other symptoms, I am pretty sure I know what it is. And to say I am over ecstatic is an understatement.

  Pregnant. Oh Dios mío

  Maxy is going to be a daddy. I cannot remove the grin from my face even if I wanted to. When I am finally done, brushing my teeth to get the yucky taste out, I look at myself in the mirror. Obviously, it is way too early to see a change, but I can definitely feel how much more sensitive my breasts are, now that I have taken a second to notice.

  I start to devise a plan in my head for how I am going to tell him, when I stop and decide I at least need to take a test and make sure. No sense in getting my man all worked up for nothing. With a plan in mind I get dressed, grab my purse, and walk downstairs. As I go to grab my coffee cup, that’s when it hits me. NO. MORE. COFFEE. Shit. Me and no coffee is not pleasant. But when I put my hand on my stomach and remember that I am most likely growing another life inside of me, I don’t care about coffee as much anymore.