Second Chance (A Secret Baby Romance Novel)
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Even though I heard everything he said clear as day, my brain didn’t know how to process it. My heart was beating so hard, I thought it might jump out of my body. I asked once again for clarification. “Chance, if that’s true, why did you stop coming by in the evenings?”
He leaned back a bit so he could better look at me while he talked. A soft smile was present on his face, softening his normally hard features.
“I stopped coming by because I didn’t want to cheapen things between us. I wanted to make sure to let you know that I wanted more than just sex. I didn’t want our next time to be outside on an old blanket. Those nights were all about the sex and had nothing to do with real feelings. I’m sure you had no idea, but none of those nights were about sex for me. In fact, I’ve never just had sex with you. To me, I’ve always made love to you, and you’re the only woman I can say that about. It always has been that way, and it always will be.”
I could feel the stream of tears rolling down my cheek as I listened to him. He had no idea how right he was. The sex was great, but there was always far too much emotion for it to be nothing but a physical thing. I told myself over and over that it was just sex, but deep within my heart, I knew better.
All I was doing was trying to fool myself. I loved Chance. More than that, I was in love with him. I always had been and I always would be.
“When CJ and I were camping,” he continued. “He filled me in what you might have been thinking. He said that you’d told him that the three of us could never be a family.”
I nodded. “Yes, that is what I told him. Was I wrong? Could we be a family?” I asked in a voice that was almost a whisper. I felt like I was in the middle of a crazy dream.
“We are a family as far as I’m concerned, but I’d love for us to be even more of a family. I made a huge mistake ten years ago when I picked my friends over you. I want you to know that if you give me the chance, I’ll never pick anyone over you again. I love you with all my heart, and if I have to spend every day for the rest of my life proving it to you, I’ll do it. I just hope you’re willing to put what I did behind us and give me a second chance.”
I knew there was no hope in stopping the tears, so I just let them fall. It didn’t matter because they were happy tears that came from hearing the words I wanted him to speak, even though I had no clue I was waiting to hear them. I reached out and touched his face with my hand.
“Are you absolutely sure that’s what you want Chance? I don’t want you to feel like you need to be tied down just because we have a son together.”
“Latrice, I’ve made a lot of mistakes and bad choices in my life, but being with you was never one of them. I would still want you even if CJ didn’t exist, but he just makes it all that much better. I’ve never been more sure of anything. I love you so much, and I want to be with you for the rest of my life. Will you marry me?”
Wait. What?
I looked down at his hands, and he was holding a beautiful diamond engagement ring. Apparently, he had been carrying it around for a while, waiting for the right moment to present it.
My mouth dropped open, and my eyes widened. I was stunned. Being proposed to was the last thing I expected to happen.
“Chance, I love you too. It would make me so happy to be your wife. Yes, I’ll marry you.”
He slipped the ring onto my finger. It was a perfect fit. I stared at it for a while before jumping into his arms and kissing him. The kiss started off nice and sweet, but it didn’t take long before it became something much more intense. Before long, Chance broke off the kiss, plucked me up from the couch and carried me into his bedroom.
Once he sat me down on the bed, he ripped his shirt off, exposing that chest and those arms that I loved so much. Our spot behind the backyard had always been so dark that it was hard to see how nice his body had actually become.
I gulped when I realized that his hands had moved down to his jeans, working at the button. I gulped even harder when he began to take them off.
Being able to see him undressing in the light made me appreciate just how much his body had changed since we were teenagers.
His body wasn’t the only thing I appreciated. I also appreciated knowing that I was the only woman he wanted in his life.
“CJ asked me if I wanted more kids. I told him I definitely want more, but I only want them if they are with you,” he told me.
“That explains some of the questions CJ was asking. He told me the other day that he’d be okay if he wasn’t an only child.”
Hearing that made Chance smile as he walked to my side of the bed and started stripping my clothes off of me. He started removing them slowly but quickly started fumbling with the fabric at a faster pace as he was in a hurry to take me and reclaim me.
“I thought you were beautiful before, but you’re even more gorgeous as my fiancé,” he whispered into my ear as he slid my panties down my legs.
I could feel myself beaming at the compliment he’d given me. When he climbed into bed and wrapped his arms around me, I knew beyond the shadow of a doubt that I’d ended up exactly where I was always supposed to be.
Desire built within my body as soon as Chance bent down and kissed my lips. I could feel the love he had for me through his mouth as it issued a promise to my body, imprinting himself onto me.
It had only been a month since the last time we were together, but it felt like it had been much longer. There were so many emotions and feelings surging through my body. Feelings that were only amplified with Chance’s kiss.
He ripped his mouth from me, breathing heavily, his body already shaky. “I can’t wait anymore Latrice. I need to have you right now.” He reached between my legs to see if I was as ready as he was, and he was met with warmth and wetness.
Chance positioned his body over the top of mine and took a deep breath as he slowly began to enter me. I spread my legs far apart, welcoming him inside of me, while I raised my hips off the bed.
He felt so good as he slid his erection into my swollen flesh. I wrapped my arms around him and dug my fingernails into his back as I groaned, the sensations of him moving in and out of me only made me want him more and more.
He thrust himself into me over and over, each time a little harder and deeper than the last. When my legs started to quiver, and my moans became louder, Chance knew that my release was imminent and followed me right over the edge.
The two of us reaching an orgasm at the same time was symbolic of everything that had happened between us. Looking into his eyes, we were both thinking the same thing. It was the first day of forever.
Chance rolled over and laid down on the pillow next to me. We were both trying to catch our breath, and if I was a smoker, I was sure I’d want to light up.
Leaning onto his side, he wrapped his arms around me, lightly running his fingers up and down my leg.
“That’s the first time we’ve done it in a bed since you’ve come back,” he whispered. “I like this much better. Since CJ is going to be with his friends tonight, why don’t you stay the night with me?”
“You do, huh? That sounds like it would be a treat for you. What’s in it for me?” I joked.
He answered the question for me by reaching down between my legs. “I think you already know the answer to that question.”
“I have no idea. Why don’t you tell me?”
“I’ll show you instead,” he growled as he pushed his fingers into me, causing me to tremble. My heart felt full for the first time since I left Kansas City all those years ago.
He and I had been through hell and back and, although I thought it was a thing of the past, our love had survived it all.
About the Author
Since she was a teenager, Charity Carter knew she was different. Going to a nearly all black school in Chicago, she started dating a white boy from the suburbs. Nearly all of her friends turned their backs on her and called her a "race traitor." Charity is now married to the man and the two are best friends. She chose to write BW
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