“Sweetheart, what are you doing out here? Come inside and relax. I know you’re tired too.”
I jump quickly turning to find Wesley standing behind me. He shouldn’t be out here, he should be resting. I quickly frown, “You need to be resting cowboy. I was just walking Amber out.”
I kiss his cheek and lead him inside. He winces in pain as he sits back down. What a stubborn man, I hate seeing him in pain like this. “Sit here Wes, I’ll grab you one of your pain pills and some tea, ok? I also need to make a phone call.”
I need to call my doctor and schedule my first appointment to find out exactly how far along I am. I’m nervous as hell but I have Wesley here with me and I keep reminding myself he is excited about this and it eases everything. The receptionist informs me she can get me in tomorrow because of a cancellation and I accept the appointment. Once she tells me the time, I hang up the call.
Wesley takes his medicine and washes it down with the tea smiling, “Thank you Hope, I have no idea what I’d do without you.”
Somehow he still makes me blush saying the simplest things like that. “Well for starters, you’d be in pain because you’re too stubborn to take it easy and relax. I have my first doctor appointment tomorrow; do you think you’ll feel up to going?”
His face distorts into a frown as he attempts to sit up a little straighter. “Is that a serious question sweetheart? I don’t care if I feel like hell. I wouldn’t miss that for the world.”
I’m relieved and I feel bad for asking like that. I didn’t mean to offend him in any way. “I didn’t mean for it to sound like that Wes.”
“I know. At least you’re concerned about me. I love you.” he winks sending my heart to a new level.
“Are you scared Wesley?” I ask timidly.
“Of what? Having a baby?”
“Yeah, I mean we haven’t been together for very long and what if in a few months you decide you don’t want me anymore? What if pregnancy makes me crazy? I’m scared of so much Wesley. I don’t mean to be but I am.” I admit to him.
“Come here,” he demands rather gruff.
I stand face to face with him looking into his green eyes. With his good hand he pulls mine into his, “I will never want anyone the way I want you. Do you hear me? You’re all I ever want and you’re all I will ever need. Don’t be scared, this is a journey we will take together. I don’t want this with anyone else. Yes, we haven’t been together very long but the beauty of it all is we get to take the time to get to know each other.”
I close my eyes taking in a deep breath and as I let the breath out, I feel a little more at ease. When I open my eyes, he’s smiling at me melting my soul, “I love you Hope, and never doubt me or us.”
“I love you too.” I do. I fiercely love this man with every fiber in my being.
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My hands are clammy against the steering wheel and I’m nervous that at any moment they’re going to slide off causing me to drive off the road. My doctor is in San Antonio so we have to drive a few miles to get there. Wesley admits he is in a little pain today but not as much as yesterday. He looks about as nervous as I’m feeling right now. We don’t talk much during the ride but that’s fine. Just feeling his body heat next to me makes me feel a little better.
I fill out a ton of paperwork when we enter the office. I’m severely thankful for insurance right now with this situation. I sit in the waiting room chair trying to get comfortable. I want to relax before they call my name because I know once I’m back in the room everything for sure is going to change.
“Ms. Trahan?” the nurse says. “You can follow me this way.”
I draw in a deep breath and let it out as I stand. Wesley is right beside me in a flash leaning into my ear, “I like Mrs. Tyler better.”
I glare at him trying not to laugh. “Stop it!”
The nurse checks my vitals and hands me a gown to put on when she steps out of the small room. She then instructs me to sit on the table. I stare at the little gown as I begin to undress. Wesley lets out a low whistle and I feel my face turn crimson as I hurry and slip the gown on. I jump on the table and try to relax.
“Behave Wesley Tyler, I mean it.”
“I can’t whistle at you? I have to admit, that little gown turns me on.”
“Unbelievable, that’s what you are! I oughta…” I’m in the middle smiling as I give him a piece of my mind when the door opens to the room.
“Ms. Trahan, I’m Dr. Barnes. It’s nice to meet you.” Dr. Barnes is very young. She looks like she can’t be any older than 35. She looks petite and I’m wondering how she’s supposed to deliver babies. Maybe she has some hidden strength I don’t know about. She adjusts her glasses as she brushes her long cocoa brown hair behind her ear.
“Nice to meet you too. This is my boyfriend Wesley, he’s the father.” Wesley smiles as he leans in a little closer to hear what the doctor has to say.
“Today we’re going to see if we can hear the heartbeat. I need you to lie back Hope and relax.” I lie back as instructed trying my best to relax. I take in several deep breaths before I finally feel as though I’m ready for this.
Dr. Barnes turns on a computer monitor to my left. The screen lights up showing an ultrasound screen. Wesley moves from his chair to my right side, grabbing my hand in his.
“First we’ll try this way and if we can’t find the heartbeat, we’ll have to try vaginally.” I scrunch my nose at the idea of a vaginal ultrasound. I really hope this little peanut will cooperate.
She squeezes the cool goo onto my stomach. The minute it hits me, I suck my stomach in trying to adjust as quickly as I can. I find myself squeezing Wesley’s good hand tighter and tighter as Dr. Barnes touches the wand to my belly and begins moving it around. The feel of the wand helps relax me for a moment and I’m completely forgetting why I’m here until I hear it.
Thump thump. Thump thump.
My eyes dart to the screen looking for the thump I heard. Poor Wesley, I’m squeezing the life out of his hand. My own heart stops right there on the spot as I lay my eyes on the little tiny blip on the screen. I can feel the tears well up and I don’t try to stop them. This is the most amazing thing I’ve ever seen.
“Well, we definitely have a strong heartbeat. Congratulations!” She looks at a few more things and takes a few measurements. “It looks like you are only a few short weeks along. This will give you an approximate due date before the end of the year. I’m going to print this picture up for you and give you a minute to get out of this gown and then I’ll be right back.” She smiled warmly as she exited closing the door behind her.
I can’t move. I’m still staring at the screen although nothing is there anymore. I look over to see Wesley attempting to wipe a few tears away from his face. It’s kind of hard when the only free hand he has is entangled in mine. “I can’t believe that’s our baby. I love it already. I want to frame that picture.” All I can do is nod yes. I’m more than ok with anything he wants to do and just hearing him say he already loves our baby has my heart soaring.
He continues to look at me, his eyes red from crying. I reach over and carefully wipe the remaining tears from his eyes and smile. He leans forward brushing his lips against mine. Passionately I kiss him back, pulling him in closer to feel him. He pulls back giving me a boyish grin, “Marry me Hope.”
“You did not just ask me to marry you.” I smile not knowing fully just how serious he was.
“I did and I mean it. Olivia Hope Trahan, will you marry me?”
I blink a few more tears back, this man is unbelievably amazing. Once again my heart has stopped and I’m gazing into his eyes. Marry him? Just the thought of it does two different things to me. First it does send a happy feeling, I can’t deny that, but secondly it terrifies me. So much has happened to us in such a short amount of time and we barely know each other. I can’t marry someone I don’t know, that’s insane. In Vegas, I did pretend to play the part of wife just so I could be able to see him but I
never actually gave it any thought like that. I bet our baby peanut is even swimming around crazy over the thought. I knew before he was the best thing that’s ever happened to me, I knew that when I read the article about Karlee and myself and then when I told him we were going to be parents. Now I just need to come off of my happy cloud and give him an answer. I’m full of mixed emotions. Part of me wants to say yes but I also need to know his intentions. I don’t want him feeling like he has to ask me just because I’m carrying his child. We can’t base a marriage off of that. The other part of me knows full and well I’m going to say no right now and he will get over it.
Chapter 26
It’s been three weeks since Wesley’s been home. Wesley tries to treat me like I am made of glass. I assure him that I’m just pregnant, I’m fine. He’s the one whose body is trying to heal. Slowly but surely, he begins to venture outside and the first thing he wants to do is see Bandit. Seeing the two of them together made my heart soar even if Wesley is still in a cast.
I miss my job but I can’t imagine being anywhere else but with him. He gets frustrated a lot because he can hardly do anything. He had a few x-rays taken at his appointment yesterday where the doctor assured him he’s healing just fine. As long as he takes it easy, he should be good to go in another three weeks.
Wesley stands up and smiles as he walks outside. I just finished washing up a few dishes from breakfast. I’ve never been one to like to cook and do domesticated things but here it just feels natural to me. I dry my hands on the towel beside me and walk outside to meet him. He’s attempting to climb on his riding lawnmower and stops when he sees me frowning with my arms crossed over my chest. I don’t care that he’s wearing his straw cowboy hat that I’m so fond of.
“What do you think you’re doing Wesley?” I’m still frowning and he flashes the sexiest smile he can come up with.
“I’m cutting the grass sweetheart, it needs to be done.”
I begin walking towards him glaring to show him I mean business. “You cowboy, are stubborn. I can do it.”
“Oh yeah?” he grins. “You’ve been on one of these before?”
Actually I haven’t but I don’t let him know that. “I have, so step aside. Go sit on the porch. You need to rest.”
“Give me a kiss and I’ll listen. Are you sure it’s safe for you?”
“Wes, its fine. I’m pregnant not decrepit and it’s still cool out, so let me do this.”
He steps forward leaning in for that kiss he wants. I wrap my arms around his neck and gaze into his green eyes as I meet his lips. I moan loving every minute of it. As our tongues meet, I let myself fall a little more under this spell. I still haven’t given him an answer on the question he asked me three weeks ago. He hasn’t really brought it back up either. I feel horrible for blowing it off and I really need to talk to him about it to make sure it’s not just because I’m pregnant. I’m still craving more when he pulls away and I’m breathless.
“I’m going to sit right over here I promise. You sure you know what you’re doing?”
“I’m sure, go sit.” I laugh playfully pushing him away after I lean in and plant a quick kiss on his lips.
Before he walks away, he takes the straw hat off his head and places it on mine. I smile wondering just how ridiculous it looks on me. I sit on the riding mower and stare for a minute. I catch him looking at me rather amused so I wave to play it off. After staring for a minute, I finally see the key to start it. The engine roars to life scaring the hell out of me. I place my foot on the brake as I place the gear into drive. I remove my foot a little too fast and the lawn mower takes off a little too quickly for me. I let out a scream, briefly terrified trying to figure out how to stop this thing. My nerves overtake me and I can’t get my foot on the brake fast enough. The lawn mower screeches to a halt and I immediately turn the key off trying to catch my breath. Yeah, he can cut this himself.
I feel like I just had a mini heart attack. I’m still trying to catch my breath when I hear Wesley run up to me. “Hope, are you ok? You said you knew what you were doing!”
I offer a weak smile and his shock slowly fades, “I wanted to help you, I’m sorry. I don’t want to cut grass anymore.”
He laughs as he helps me down. I feel a lot safer once my feet are on the ground again. “Sweetheart, that was the funniest thing I’ve ever seen, but you scared the hell out of me.”
“Scared you? I was terrified up there!” I laugh now that it is over.
His hand brushes my cheek and all the familiar feelings that come with Wesley emerge. “You looked sexy as hell up there, especially with my hat on.” I’m immediately turned on by his comment. I’ve been too scared to try and have sex with him since his accident. I didn’t want to hurt his ribs or his arm. Making out is great, I love it but I miss making love to him.
My eyes fill with desire that I couldn’t hide, even if I try to. He notices them and leans into my ear whispering, “Let’s go inside Hope.” All I can do is nod. I can’t get any words out.
The minute we hit the door, he pushes me against the wall crashing his lips on mine. I’m aching to touch him, aching to feel him. A moan escapes my mouth as he moves his lips to my neck and kisses a trail down to my collarbone. My hand rests against his back pushing him closer to me. He lets out a small groan and I immediately pull away.
“Oh my god, I hurt you. I’m sorry, I,-- this is my fault.” My hand is over my mouth as I watch him wince in pain.
“Nothing is your fault. I hate this, I want you so bad Hope.” He’s able to smile which tells me the pain has subsided. I’m relieved, I hate to think that I accidentally hurt him.
I grab his hand and lead him into the bedroom. He quietly follows and sits on the bed beside me. I kiss him again, picking up where we left off. I want him so bad and I will have him somehow. I lean into him slowly pushing him to lie back on the bed. His back rests against the mattress and I slowly pull my legs over to straddle him.
“Does this hurt?” I ask carefully scared to fully put weight on him.
“No, you’re fine baby.” He answers closing his eyes as I lean down to kiss his chest. A small moan escapes from him and I smile in satisfaction. This almost reminds me of that time he wouldn’t let me touch him. He only has one arm and he’s restricted so I hold all the cards right now. I like being in control, it makes me feel very powerful.
I tuck my hair behind my ear as I sit up and look at him with hooded eyes. I slide down slowly and torturously begin to unbutton his jeans. He lifts up enough for me to be able to remove them and I toss them to the floor with a thud. I take the opportunity to remove my own and they land right beside his. Wesley pants, staring at me while I remove my shirt, it’s killing him that he can’t sit up and touch me. I position myself, kneeling down in the perfect spot. My mouth opens taking the tip of his cock in. My tongue swirls around and I hear him moan in pleasure as I fully take him in. I develop the perfect rhythm and I can feel him coming undone.
“Shit Hope, that feels amazing. Don’t stop.” He moans and I don’t stop. Not until he comes and I take in every drop of him.
My eyes meet his and he’s almost caught his breath. I straddle him again positioning myself over him as I slide down. His eyes close as he groans in pleasure. I do the same, throwing my head back as I begin to move my body up and down. His free hand reaches up to cup my breast and I moan as his touch sends a million butterflies to my core. These past three weeks have been torturous not being able to touch or feel him. We take in as much of each other as we can, making this last as long as possible. My body is exhausted as I slowly climb off him careful not to bump his ribs.
“I love you Wes.” I tell him as I lie beside him on the bed.
“I love you too Hope, that was amazing.” Poor thing is still out of breath, but he’s wearing the biggest smile.
“I’ve been too scared to touch you. I was scared I would hurt you.” I admit.
“I know, it sucks too, but that just definitely made up for
it.” He halfway props himself up the only way he can against the headboard. “Can I ask you something Hope? How come you never answered my question?”
I knew this talk was coming soon. I didn’t think it was coming after some pretty amazing sex. I turn to face him, as I begin to admit my feelings. “I wanted to know what your intentions were before I told you anything. We’ve just told each other ‘I love you’, how can we know we’re ready for this? I’m scared the only reason you want to marry me is because of the baby.” A lone tear falls down my cheek before I can stop it.
“Sweetheart,” he began, “I lost you once. I will never lose you again. When I asked you that in the doctor’s office, I meant it with every beat of my heart. You walking into my life the first time and this last time were the best things that have ever happened to me. You are my heart and soul, there’s not a single minute in the day where you aren’t on my mind. I love you and I will do everything to make you happy. Asking you to marry me isn’t just because of the baby. I asked you to marry me because I want you, all of you for the rest of my life.”
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