Make Me a Mommy: A Mother's Day Secret Baby Romance

by Liz K. Lorde

  I won’t allow Tanner to get hurt, but I refuse to let him out of my sight.

  I round the corner to see Shawn and James slam into a wall. Broken wood and glass are scattered across the floor, indicating what the loud crash earlier was about. The men haven’t been arguing but are engaged in a no holds-barred fight, regardless of what furniture they destroy in the confrontation.

  Shawn has pinned James, with his arm pressed against the wall. His other arm was wrapped around his throat.

  “You bastard,” Shawn growls. “I should kill you for what you’ve done, what you’ve taken away from me and my family.”

  My blood goes cold. I was right. Shawn wants to kill James.

  Shawn removes the hand wrapped around James’ throat and clenches it in a fist.

  I have to stop this. I need to call the cops. But Shawn mustn’t do anything to James that could get him trouble when the cops arrive.

  Shawn lifts his clenched fist and cocks his arm back, ready to punch the shit out of James.

  “No!” I scream with all my might.

  Both men got startled and looked at me. Shawn makes sure though his grip on James hasn’t loosened.

  “Shawn, don’t,” I plead. “You can’t punch him anymore. As much as he fucking deserves it—and a lot worse—you can’t.”

  “The hell I can’t. Evelyn, he took our son. He took seven years from us— time we could’ve spent together. I’m going to make him fucking pay.”

  “I know you want to make him pay. And he will. It just can’t be the way you want him to. Let me call the cops, and they’ll handle it. Please. Don’t let him cause more damage to our family. Let him be the only one who goes to jail.”

  We stare at each other for what feels like an eternity.

  Finally, Shawn bows his head slightly in acceptance.

  “Call the cops, Evelyn,” he says.

  I know he’s not happy with this decision, but he’s smart and knows it’s the right one.

  Chapter 35

  Shawn

  Wood shatters as I kick the front door in—fuck trying to be quiet. I’m pissed, and I want the fucker to know I’m coming for his ass. He has messed with the wrong man and the wrong family.

  After looking into two rooms, I finally find James in the third one.

  “Dad!” Tanner exclaims.

  I look him over briefly, wondering why he’s calling me Dad and to make sure he isn’t hurt. Once I see he isn’t, relief floods me, and then I turn my focus back onto the asshole who’s the cause of everything fucked up in my life.

  James just stares at me, but I can see a slight hint of fear in his eyes when he gets a good look at that fury on my face. No doubt he can also see the intent to kill.

  “You fucking bastard,” I growl.

  In a flash, I fly across the room and throw a right hook powered with all the anger inside of me.

  I’m vaguely aware of Tanner screaming. I don’t want to scare him or for him to become frightened of me, but I can’t hold back all the frustration and fury this jackass has caused me.

  He’s the one who took seven years of my life with my family away from me. He’s the one who kidnapped my son at my own damned wedding. I should be kissing Evelyn as we become man and wife right now, but instead, I’m chasing after this jackass trying to get my son back.

  James goes flying backwards into the wall with a grunt. He stumbles slightly and tries to push away from the wall to come at me, but I don’t allow him. I grab him by the neck and pin him to the wall.

  “I know now exactly what happened, James,” I tell him. “That little stunt you pulled, backing your SUV into mine when we were chasing you, literally knocked everything back into place. I got my memories back, you fucker.”

  He struggles against my grip, trying to pull my hand off his throat. I have a grip on him tight enough to make sure he can’t get loose, but not so tight as to deprive him of oxygen so he passes out. It’s still a pretty tight grip to be very uncomfortable for him.

  “Shawn! Tanner!” I hear Evelyn cry out. Tanner bolts out of the room when he hears her.

  Before he’s completely out the door he yells. “I knew you were my Dad before James told me,” and then he’s gone.

  Good. I don’t want him to hear what I’m about to say.

  So James told him I’m his dad. I should thank him, but I won’t. I’ve got another bone to pick the prick.

  “It was you this whole time!” I yell. “It was you that knocked me out all those years ago back in Afghanistan and left me for dead. You deliberately tried to kill me—but you failed.”

  “You don’t have shit on me,” James rasps. “You have no proof. It’s your word against mine.”

  “The hell I don’t,” I growl as I bring my face closer to his. “I have evidence, dumbass! And no matter what you say or do, you’re going to pay for the shit you’ve put my family and I through.”

  James seems to go a little pale.

  “You’re bluffing,” he tells me.

  “You wish, wouldn’t you?” I reply.

  He probably thinks there’s still a way to get out of this, but I’m not letting that happen.

  “The only thing I can’t piece together here is a motive,” I continue. “Why’d you do it, huh? Was it the inheritance money Tanner has, or was it so you could have Evelyn to yourself?”

  “Fuck you,” he growls.

  Suddenly, he punches me on the corner of my eye and pushes away from the wall, causing me to step backwards. I don’t let him go, so when I trip on the rug, I take him with me as we go falling backwards. We plummet onto a wooden side table that shatters completely underneath our weight.

  Now he’s just pissed me off even more.

  We roll around, trying to get the upper hand on the other.

  “Enough of this bullshit!” I yell.

  I get my feet under me and lift James up. With my hand still around his neck, I lift him high and slam him down into the low-sitting glass table in front of the couch. James screams.

  I lift him up again and slam him back into the wall, pinning him once again with my hand around his throat.

  “You bastard,” I growl. “I should kill you for what you’ve done…what you’ve taken away from me and my family!”

  Making sure he can’t break away again, I press my free arm into his chest. I release his throat and pull my hand back in a fist, ready to beat the living shit out of him.

  “No!” someone shrieks.

  I stop, and James and I both turn towards where the scream came from. Evelyn is standing there with Tanner peeking out from behind the fabric of her wedding dress.

  She starts to argue with me about inflicting pain on the asshole who’s caused us so much trouble.

  I get what she’s saying, but my determination doesn’t waver.

  How can she ask me not to make James pay in some way for everything he has done? We’ve been through so much pain and heartache because of him. We’ve lost time that we could have spent together.

  He deserves to feel a fraction of the same pain.

  He’ll never feel what we have felt, but I can at least try to make him feel a semblance of what Evelyn and I have had to deal with.

  She keeps arguing, though. It isn’t until she says one particular fact that my determination cracks.

  “Please,” she begs. “Don’t let him cause any more damage to our family. Let him be the only one who goes to jail.”

  I stare at her and see the worry in her eyes. I also see the fear and worry I’ve seen before, when she thought she was going to lose me again. I don’t want to lose her or Tanner again, either.

  She’s right. If I do anything to James that would make the cops arrest me along with him, then James would win once more. He would be the reason for being taken away from my family for a second time.

  If there’s anything I refuse to let happen, it’s for me to be taken away from Evelyn and Tanner. I lost them once; I won’t lose them twice.

  I bow my head
in submission.

  “Call the cops, Evelyn,” I finally tell her.

  She nods her head and walks to where the home phone is located. She dials and then starts to communicate to the dispatcher what has happened and that we need an officer to come arrest James.

  I tug James towards a chair. I yank his belt off, before shoving him down into the chair.

  First, I secure one of his arms with the belt to one arm of the chair. Then, I remove my own belt to secure his other arm to the other armrest.

  James seems to realize he has lost and that he can’t escape. He doesn’t struggle as I secure him.

  Leaving James tied up, I walk towards Evelyn and Tanner, who are standing out in the hall. I pull Evelyn towards me and wrap her in my arms. She clings to me tightly.

  I can feel relief wash through her as her muscles relax. Without releasing Evelyn, I tug Tanner up against my side, and he hugs onto me like his mother.

  “Let’s get out of here,” I whisper to Evelyn. “We have a wedding to get back to, sweetheart.”

  She looks up at me with the sweetest smile.

  “Yes, we do,” she agrees.

  We walk towards the front door. Just as we step outside, a cop walks around the front of his car and heads towards us.

  “He’s tied up to a chair in the living room for you, officer,” I tell him.

  “I’m going to need statements from you all,” he replies.

  “We know, and we promise to give them after the wedding we had to rush out of earlier.”

  He looks at us to finally take in our attire.

  He nods before I give him our contact information and address.

  Evelyn, Tanner, and I all hop in to the SUV James was driving earlier and head back to the church.

  Soon, we’re standing in front of the pastor as he goes through the whole Do you take this woman? Spiel.

  “I do,” I say confidently.

  “I now pronounce you husband and wife—again,” he says.

  We both smile at each other, and then I grab her to me and kiss the shit out of her.

  She’s mine, and I’m hers…now and forever. I won’t let anything get in the way of that fact ever again.

  Chapter 36

  Evelyn

  Shawn sweeps me into his arms effortlessly. He’s driven like a madman to get us to our honeymoon suite, so I’m not really surprised.

  “What’s the hurry? We have the rest of our lives.” I can’t stop giggling as he romantically crosses the threshold, carrying me in his arms.

  Tanner is spending the night at a friend’s house, so we have the evening to ourselves. Back at the ceremony, he didn’t seem to have any problem forgetting all the drama with the police and James. He even seemed excited to share the story with his friends, and I’m sure that would be all they’d talk about tonight at his sleepover.

  “I’m excited to show you the room and get you naked.” Shawn walks into a rose-scented room, lowering me slowly onto my back on the bed. “What do you think?”

  Slowly, I get my bearings and look around, taking in the expansive suite complete with a huge jetted tub, sitting area, and double-deck doors to a patio that overlooks the city.

  “It’s gorgeous.” Looking back up at Shawn, I grab his tie to pull him down towards me. “Thank you.”

  I kiss him aggressively, enjoying his tongue engaging with mine in a dance for supremacy. I know exactly what he has planned, and I can’t wait.

  Kicking off my shoes, I use the shoulder tie to leverage myself up onto my knees and start untying the knot while he shakes his coat off onto the chair behind him.

  Since his memories are sketchy, he wants this wedding to be just like the real thing.

  With James donating the venue, Shawn has been researching the perfect honeymoon suite in the area for the night. We get to create new memories together for him to enjoy. I’ve been looking forward to this as much as he has.

  “Did I tell you how beautiful you looked today?” Shawn’s soft words have me slowing down as I reach the second button on his shirt.

  Kissing his exposed skin, I look up and smile. “Yes. Did I tell you how handsome you looked?”

  “Why, yes, you did.” His smirk fills me with happiness. It’s amazing to see him getting back to his former self. His playfulness reminds me so much of our previous time together.

  He unbuckles his pants as I finish the last button on his shirt and proceeds to help me by shaking it off while I unfasten his pants.

  As they fall to the floor, his cock springs out. It’s as happy to see me as I am to see it.

  Scooting my knees back, I drop my hands to the bed so I’m in the perfect height to capture him in my mouth.

  “Mmm,” I murmur around him, pulling him deep and then sucking hard as I come up his cock.

  “You taste as good as you look.” I give him a sassy wink before sucking him in again.

  This angle is perfect as he slides smoothly into my throat. I never could get his full cock inside me due to its size, but this angle is the best for getting as much as I can, and I want it all.

  I feel him harden further in my mouth as he mimics my bouncing movement. His hard cock feels like silk on my tongue, and I savor every inch as he pushes and pulls inside me, breathing heavily.

  “I love your mouth.” He smooths his hands down my back and begins pulling up the back of my dress. Cool air hits my ass as he gathers it around my waist. His hands massage my butt.

  “I love your sexy ass, and this G-string is fucking fabulous.”

  It’s hard to smile when your mouth is full of hard cock, but I hum my thank you as best as I can. The lingerie I’ve purchased for tonight was definitely worth it.

  His fingers slide down the crack of my ass to palm my cunt as he leans over me, flexing his hips. As they slip into the side of my underwear, my aching pussy is weeping for his attention.

  “You’re dripping, baby…so wet for me.” His panting words make me moan louder around him.

  I am wet—wet and so ready for him to be inside me. His fingers separate my pussy lips as he pushes my underwear to the side to slide his fingers up and down, spreading my dripping juices around.

  “I need to taste you too.” Stepping back from me, I whimper and then pout as he pulls from my mouth.

  Swatting my ass playfully, my cunt clenches in anticipation. My clit is throbbing at his words, ready for his attention.

  He kicks off his shoes and leans down to pull off his socks as I flip onto my back. His hard pecker bobs over me as he leans above me to pull my G-string down. I lift my rear to help, putting my legs straight up so he can pull it off over my feet.

  Flinging it to the side, I drop my legs open wide and grab his cock above me. Pulling it down as he leans forward, I flick my tongue on the underside while he leans in to wrap his arms around the outside of my legs.

  His arms wrap around my legs to pin them wide as his fingers spreads my pussy lips. He licks my clit with a firm, long stroke.

  Arching my cunt towards him, I flick my tongue on the underside of him just behind the head. I’m trying to torture him as much as he tortures me, but I’m not sure it’s working as he starts to stroke me with his tongue relentlessly.

  The bed dips next to my head as he plants his knees one at a time and then pulls me towards his mouth again, sliding me effortlessly across the bedspread towards him.

  My breath hitches as he resumes devouring my pussy.

  Lowering his hips, I open wide for his entrance. I moan enthusiastically as he slides down my throat. Holding the base firmly in one hand, I move my other hand to his ass to stroke his butt and pull him firmly to me, taking him inside my mouth as deep as I can.

  Pinned beneath him, I savor the multiple sensations. His perfect lips and smooth face are spreading my cunt wide, rubbing my clit as his fingers stroke my opening. I love the way his firm ass flexes above me while his hard cock slides across my tongue, probing my throat and jumping in my hand.

  Thick long fin
gers breach my pussy and slide effortlessly inside me to stretch me wide to him. The pulse in my clit picks up tempo as my breathing catches up, and I pull him deeper inside my mouth by his ass.

  Swallowing him, I arch my pussy against his face, spreading my legs as wide as I can. I need him—I need his tongue, fingers, and cock inside me.

  With a talented twist of his fingers against my G-spot, I feel my orgasm rushing towards me.

  I moan loudly, letting him know how close I am.

  Shawn latches onto my clit, sucking hard as he pushes deep into my throat.

  His cock twitches and hardens as I explode on his tongue.

  Squeezing his base hard, I keep swallowing as pleasure courses through my tense body.

  He explodes in my throat as I moan my release. His relentless flicks on my sensitive clit cause an overload of sensation that makes me feel lightheaded.

  He releases my clit to plunge his tongue inside me, replacing his fingers.

  We are both moaning as we come down from the high of our explosive pleasure.

  Dropping onto his side, he turns my hips with him while I keep a firm hold on my own prize. His cock twitches periodically as I lick him clean.

  He’s as perfect here as he is everywhere else. Fondling his balls, he moans periodically like I do, as we lick, stroke, and cuddle.

  He’s not softening as he continues to lick me, his head resting on my thigh. His arms are still tight around my thighs as he keeps me wrapped around his head.

  I haven’t even made it out of my dress to show off my sexy bra properly.

  Running my tongue down to the base of his cock, I circle his balls, enjoying the puckered skin beneath my tongue. Sucking one into my mouth, I gently move back and forth slowly.

  Shawn moans softly as my hand glides up and down his perfect cock.

  “Baby.” His warm breath on my pussy is heaven as he gasps. “I need you naked soon.”

  I laugh lightly around him, causing him to attack my clit with his lips and tongue in retaliation.

  We have the rest of our lives.

  He’ll see me naked again soon enough.

  Chapter 37