Landon and Carl were the only ones who stayed after dinner, enjoying a few more beers while Mikala started arranging dishes and such. They were beginning to spend a lot of time together to Mikala’s delight. As much as Carl protested the possibly of his being gay, he spent an excessive amount of time watching Landon. And Landon, well, he didn’t for a moment hide the way he kept an eye on Carl’s every move.
Mikala served them each a fresh beer and sat on Mason’s lap while she sipped on her vodka and lemonade.
“I have a proposition for you boys,” Mikala said.
“Gay princess, remember?” Landon joked, as he always did with her.
“I don’t want the apartment to sit empty, so I was thinking one of you could move in, or both since there are two good sized bedrooms,” she suggested.
“That’s a great offer, but I like the room I’m in, if it’s ok I’ll stay put,” Landon said.
“Carl, what about you?” she asked.
Carl shrugged as he carefully picked the label from his beer. “I don’t know.”
“Come on,” Mikala said. “That bachelor pad you’re in is awful tiny, you’d have more room than you’ve ever had before.”
“I don’t know,” he repeated.
Mason decided to put in his two cents, for whatever it was worth. “I’d rather you moved in Carl, than some stranger. Besides, you couldn’t be any closer to work.”
Carl bobbed his head with a snort. “I wouldn’t have to wake up at the crack of noon to get to work on time, which would be a bonus.”
“Precisely,” Mason said, enthusiastically. “And Mikala and I would know that the place was in good hands.”
“Yeah, knowing that you are in the apartment and Landon’s there too, it’s like a two for one. And where else can you live rent fucking free?” she asked. “Say yes, thank you, Carl.”
“Yes thank you, Carl.” Carl repeated, earning him a swift slap from Mikala.
“Smart ass,” she narrowed her brow jokingly.
“So, first thing in the morning you give notice and we’ll arrange the move.” Mason commanded.
Landon put out his hand. “Welcome neighbor, need anything you’ll find me one floor down, behind the door with Private written on it,” he said winking at Carl.
Carl slapped his hand away and chuckled. “Just make sure you knock.”
Landon laughed, “Does that mean I’m welcome to visit?”
“We’ll see,” Carl said, handing his empty bottle to Mikala. “Well, I’m outta here, you kids enjoy the house and I’ll let you know what my landlord says tomorrow. Need a ride Ace?”
Landon sucked back his beer and passed it to Mikala too. “Thanks that would be great.”
“Ace?” Mikala asked.
“Poker joke,” Landon said, with a flick of his brow. “Long story and I always come out of it broke.”
“Good night boys, thanks for your help.” Mikala said, as they headed down the driveway to Carl’s gotta-have-it-green mustang, with two thick flat black racing stripes the length of the body. It was sexy as fuck and did all kinds of wonderful things to Landon’s libido when Carl sat behind the wheel.
“I’m so glad that’s settled,” Mikala said, turning in time to see Mason slinking his way over to her with heavy hung eyes and his tongue playing the corner of his mouth.
“Beds set up,” he said, scooping her into his arms and closing the door with his foot. “It’s past your bedtime, Mrs. Reed.”
“Is that so, Mr. Reed,” Mikala said, giggling as Mason walked through the house, from room to room and Mikala turned off each light, securing the locks on the doors.
“Listen to that,” Mikala said, with her ear to Mason’s chest. Completely sated, neither of them able to make a move after an hour spent in orgasm heaven, as Mikala put it.
“I don’t hear anything, sugar.”
“It’s funny I can hear everything,” she said. “Your hearts beating a mile a minute and your tummy’s growling, there are crickets outside the window, a dog’s barking from far away and the clock in the living room is ticking and there’s a faucet dripping somewhere.”
“I’ll fix that in the morning.”
“No don’t,” she said, abruptly.
“It’s annoying.”
“After not hearing for so long, it’s wonderful to hear each sound, nothing is annoying after constant silence.”
Mason smiled and kissed the top of her head. “I love you.”
Mikala placed her chin on his chest and looked into his eyes. “Say it again.”
“I love you.”
“That’s the best sound of all,” she smiled, as he ran his thumb across her cheek. “I love you too.”
“You know the night of the fire, when you came back?” she asked.
“Uh huh,” Mason answered, bracing himself, not sure why she’d be bringing that night back to life.
“That was the happiest night of my life.”
“Are you kidding me, you nearly lost everything.”
“Yeah, but’s that the night you came back to me,” she whispered, “That makes it the best night of my life.”
“I think you might be right, that night was pretty special to me too.”
The moment had gotten all melancholy, in one fell swoop, Mason rolled her onto her back and straddled her, then lay forward with his hands on either side of her head.
“What do you want to do now, sunshine?” Mikala asked, wrapping her legs around his waist.
“Honestly?” he asked, hesitantly.
“Of course honestly,” she said. “Tell me what you want?”
“I want,” he stopped.
“Mason, tell me what you want and I’ll do my best to give it to you,” she teased.
“I want to make a baby with you.”
“A baby?” she asked.
“I know that the idea scares you, but we can make an appointment with a specialist first and go from there.” He held her face in his palms. “Don’t say no without thinking about it, please baby?”
“Mason,”
“No pressure sugar, it’s just that, I’ve been thinking about it a lot lately,” he said, his voice drowning with enthusiasm. “We don’t have to make a decision tonight, just say you’ll think about it, okay?”
“I don’t need to think about it,” Mikala said.
“You’re going to tell me no aren’t you?” Mason said, releasing his hold and rolling onto his back.
Mikala rolled onto her side, facing him. “I’m not saying no, Mason.” She climbed onto him holding her nose to his. “I want to make a baby with you too,” she whispered against his lips. “There’s nothing I’d love more than to carry your baby in my belly, again.”
Mason grabbed her face in his hands, peppering her with kisses. “It’s going to take a while, we have to make an appointment, I’ll have to wait until the pill is out of my system, it’s going to be a few months,” Mikala warned.
“A few months eh?” he asked, bobbing his head as he shrugged. “That’s okay we can have fun practicing, after all it’s going to take lots and lots of practice to make the perfect baby.”
“Definitely…an enormous amount of practice,” Mikala said, grinning as Mason happily tossed her onto her back and nestled between her thighs.
The End
Jennifer Rose lives the glamorous life in Canada working as a part-time office clerk/manager. A mother of three grown boys, she decided to give up cleaning, cooking and day to day household chores in favor of sitting with a favorite beverage, be it coffee or wine and her trusty laptop, after a friend and author convinced her that she had what it took to write romance novels, so she took a creative writing coarse and finally started writing.
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Other Novels by Jennifer Rose
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