A Baby for the Beast

by Chance Carter

  “Thanks,” I said. “Uh, you too.”

  I took my change and my snacks and made a hasty exit. Max was silent until we were back in the car.

  “I didn’t get my chips,” he muttered angrily, driving back onto the road.

  I laughed. “Did you want chips?”

  “Yeah, that was why I came inside. And then I saw that dingus and completely fucking forgot.”

  This time I laughed harder. It seemed ridiculous that Max was jealous of Lance. Or maybe he just hated the guy’s guts and couldn’t stand to be around him. Either way, I figured now would be a good time to announce a surprise of my own. It might not calm him down, but it would at least change the tone of the car ride.

  “Hey Max,” I said, unwrapping my pepperoni stick and nibbling off a bite.

  “Hey what?”

  “Hey, I’m pregnant.”

  The car swerved to the side of the road and lurched to a sudden stop. I let out a squawk of confusion, thinking a rabbit had just run onto the road or something. The second we stopped, however, Max reached across the car, unclipped me, and pulled me over onto his lap.

  I was about to chastise him for the abrupt stop when his mouth crashed over mine. I could feel the smile on his lips. How could I help but melt into that?

  “Thank you, thank you,” he murmured, squeezing me in his arms. “Fuck, this is the best news I’ve ever had.”

  My heart skipped with happiness.

  I kissed him back, holding his face in my hands as pure joy surged through me.

  “Mmm, you taste like pepperoni.”

  I pulled back and scowled at him. “Ya had to ruin the moment, didn’t you?”

  He pulled me back, chest rumbling with laughter. “I like pepperoni.”

  “Well, get used to it, because it’s the only thing I seem to want to eat.”

  He thumbed my cheek, staring deep into my eyes. “I’ll make you a palace of pepperoni.”

  “I think that would be overkill.”

  “Not at all,” he said, more serious now. “You make me the happiest man on earth every single day. A palace of pepperoni seems like a small price to pay for that.”

  I tapped the end of his nose, grinning from ear to ear. “Let’s start with letting me finish the stick I already have, and we can go from there.”

  He nodded, placed another chaste kiss on my lips, and returned me to my seat, dutifully buckling me back in, even though I had hands and everything.

  “To the Hamptons!” I said cheerily.

  Max gave me a sidelong grin as he revved up the engine. “Anywhere you want to go, babe. Anywhere.”

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