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by Leigh Ann Lunsford


  “Pretty girl, I am going to worship every inch of you. I am going to make sweet love to you this time, then I am going to fuck you senseless.” I find my release with all his dirty talk. Just when I think I can’t go any higher, his tongue replaces his finger and he feasts on me like I am his last meal. I come again and then he makes his way up my body and slowly enters me. We don’t speak with words. Our bodies are so in tune. We both come together and he pulls me over on top of him and holds me. I drift off to his heartbeat and know this will always be my home.

  A few hours later I wake up to find Colby between my legs. Licking me up and down. Once he realizes I am awake he just grins at me. “I told you after I took my time I was going to fuck you senseless. I meant every word.” He lifts my legs over his forearms and thrusts into me hard. OMG! He keeps up that punishing pace and when I am about to come and he stops—BASTARD. He looks at me and just smirks. “You are mine. Don’t forget it, or I will remind you over and over.” I may like the “reminder fucks” he is promising.

  Chapter 41

  May 2014

  Colby

  I am going to ask Brielle to marry me tonight. It has only been three months since she got home, but I want her for the rest of my life. We are having a bonfire at the house with our friends and the younger ones’ friends. I am going to do it in front of everyone. I don’t want it to be cheesy and rehearsed, so I don’t know when I will do it, but tonight she will be my fiancée. I have been begging that girl for babies and she keeps telling me “Cart before horse, buddy.” I know what she means. I think she is still scared of what happened before. The past is not something we dwell on, but she knows she can talk to me about it when she needs to. She did a lot of healing while she was away. I have done a lot of groveling since she has been back. I thank the heavens every day for this chance with her. I am hoping the kids will stay with Addy tonight, so I can have her to myself, and take that damn dog with them. I have to get creative lately on when and where I can seduce her because he follows her everywhere and sleeps in between us every night. I know better than to say a word; she owns my ass.

  I head outside and everyone is gathered around being loud and drinking. I notice Brielle staring at some girl next to Dustin, and I go to her. “Do we have the skank circle picked out?”

  She lays her head against my shoulder. “Colby, will you still visit me when I am in prison?” I just laugh. Yes, I know she is serious, but I can’t do anything but laugh because this girl has so much love for her family. I am lucky to be a part of it.

  I can’t wait, so right there I drop to my knee and take her hand. “Brielle Parker, you are my life, my love, the air I breathe. You are sassy, sexy, sweet and sour,” and before I can say anything else, Tyler yells, “Who is stuck on ‘S’ now, motherfucker?” Everyone starts laughing.

  I pull the ring out, “Belle, will you marry me?”

  “Yes, Colby.” I kiss my pretty girl. Thank God that distracted her enough that I won’t have to visit her in prison for beating up a fourteen year old girl.

  Then I turn to my dickhead cousin. “You are stuck on stupid.” We both start laughing.

  The rest of the night she is on cloud nine, and I am thankful to have put her there. I love this girl more than life itself. Now if I could talk her out of that damn annual trip she and Addy take to Daytona. Doubtful, but I can try to persuade her.

  As if she knows my thoughts she leans up, “Girlfriend, fiancé, or wife I will go to Daytona, but maybe my man can join us from now on.” I am liking this compromise shit.

  “Separate rooms from your sister and my cousin.” She just beams at me and starts laughing. I love that sound and the smile it brings. Now if I could talk her into making some babies with me, I would have the perfect life.

  When we get home I ask her, “When do you want to get married?”

  “No rush. Don’t worry I won’t ball and chain you down tomorrow”

  “I would marry you now if I could.” I can tell that shocks her.

  “I have everyone here that I want, and your parents can be here within a day, I want the wedding by the lake. I want it simple, so maybe when we get back from Daytona?’

  I tackle her to the bed. “Perfect. Then I get babies, lots of babies.”

  “Cart before horse, buddy. Let’s get down the aisle.” I’ll let her have this one.

  Chapter 42

  July 11, 2014

  Brielle

  Eep! Tomorrow is my wedding day, and I cannot wait. Everything is ready and tonight are the bachelor and bachelorette parties. Colby griped that they weren’t joined. I just laughed it off. Tyler wants to take him to see strippers and I could care a less about that. I know my man loves me, and I can let Tyler have his fun, especially since he has gotten his shit together and kept my sister happy. Colby is getting ready and complaining the whole time. I am lying in bed watching him. He turns to me, “You better get up and get ready. You will be late.” I know he is right, but I am tired, damn it. I always am lately, but planning a wedding and Daytona wore me out.

  I grumble, “Well since it is my party, they can’t start without me.”

  “True, pretty girl.” He bends and kisses me as he leaves the house.

  I decided to take a twenty-minute nap before getting ready. I don’t have to impress anyone with my looks tonight.

  I am awakened by Addy screaming at me from my bedroom door, “What the hell, Brielle? You are sleeping? Get your ass up and let’s go celebrate your last night of freedom, bitch” I go to get up and I get really dizzy; before I know it everything has gone black. I wake up to Addy screaming in the phone, “Hurry their slow asses up.”

  She sees I am awake. “Ambulance is on the way, and I am calling Colby now.”

  “Wait. Let’s see if there is any reason.”

  The ambulance arrives and takes my vitals and asks what happened. When I get done explaining the female worker asks me, “When was your last period?” I don’t remember.

  “I am not sure. I was on the shot and never really had one, but just recently stopped.”

  Addy shouts, “What?”

  Before this conversation goes any further, the EMS workers tell me all is fine and I can follow up with my primary care physician if anything else seems off and they leave.

  I turn to Addy, “Colby really wants a baby. I keep telling him not yet, but I went off my shot because it can take a while. I really want us to have a baby.”

  Addy starts crying, “OMG! You are so pregnant, bitch. You are having a shot gun wedding.”

  “Funny, Addy. First, I don’t think I am already pregnant, just stressed from everything going on. Second, our wedding was already planned so it is not a shot gun wedding asshole.”

  “Get ready. I will be back in a second.” FINALLY. I get in the shower and am almost ready when she comes in with a bag overflowing with pregnancy tests. Umm, I think one would work, although it is ridiculous.

  “Shop much?”

  “Go pee on a stick and shut up.” So I do. Holy fucking shit I am pregnant . . .

  I want this little baby so bad, but I am terrified. I couldn’t protect the last one. I know that is nonsense in my head because I didn’t even know I was pregnant. When you lose a piece of you like that the doubt is always there. Will Colby really be excited? I know he says he wants a baby, and I don’t doubt him, but I am worried he will think I can’t protect this one. I never want to disappoint that man. He tells me several times a day that can’t happen and he reassures me that I am all he ever needs. If we have a boy, I am naming him Colby Jr. and calling him CJ. Fuck that, if it is a girl or boy I am naming it. I am the one that has to shoot it out of my vagina. That trumps all.

  I ask Addy, “Should I surprise him at our wedding?”

  “Maybe wait for after the honeymoon because that boy is going to be so over protective he may not let you fly. You are supposed to go to Hawaii.” She has a point there. He is going to drive me nuts for nine months. Then I remember the hospital scene
. I know it wasn’t because I didn’t tell him I was pregnant because I didn’t know, but I just think, what if something happens? We need to be together.

  “We are going to crash a party, sister.”

  She smiles, “Okay, it is your honeymoon.”

  I arrive at the strip club and sneak up behind Colby. “Hey baby, want to get a private dance?”

  He just chuckles and turns to me. “No pretty girl, the only private dances I get are in our bedroom. What are you doing here? Is everything okay?”

  I take a deep breath and nod. “I just wanted to see my baby daddy before he got all plastered and wouldn’t remember this.” I sit back and wait for it to sink in. It takes less than thirty seconds and the grin that comes over his face makes all the pain we have been through worth it.

  “Serious?”

  “As the heart attack you are going to give yourself for the next nine months, then the next eighteen years.” I smile back at him.

  He picks me up and yells to everyone, “Bye bitches. I am going home with my baby momma.” Cheers and laughter follow us out.

  He sets me on my feet by the car, bends down and gives me the most soul-melting kiss I have ever experienced. He holds my face in his hands so gently and whispers, “You are my world, pretty girl. That baby we made is my life. I will always be here to hold you, protect you, worship you, and most of all love you. Forever.” He gives me his signature smart-ass smirk. “But no more pretty girl. Your new name is Baby Momma.”

  I go to smack him and he grabs my hand and pulls me to him. The happiness vibrating off him is contagious. “Want to go home and get lucky before you become my husband?”

  “Pretty girl, baby momma, whatever I call you, know that every day since I met you I have been lucky. I want to take you home and worship you tonight, tomorrow, and every day until my life is over.”

  Chapter 43

  July 12, 2014

  Colby

  When Brielle broke up my bachelor party last night to tell me I was going to be a daddy, I didn’t think anything else could be more perfect. That was until I saw her walk down the aisle towards me. She was breathtaking. She had a simple white gown with one shoulder bare. It was fitted up top, but straight and loose on the bottom. I wasn’t even sure if it was a wedding dress, but it hung to the floor and she had on a veil thing. She took my breath away in it. She had her hair swept to one side and when she reached me I told her, “You are the most beautiful creature I have ever seen.”

  “Well that isn’t hard because the Loch Ness is a creature, and I don’t think he is all that attractive.”

  I have learned the only way to get my girl to shut her smart mouth is by giving her something to do with it. I lean over and kiss the shit out of her. Many people clear their throats, and I don’t give a shit.

  She walked herself down the aisle. She didn’t even notify her parents, and I was fine with that. Those pieces of shit don’t deserve her in their life. I cannot promise that I would not beat the shit out of both of them. Cooper and Tyler both offered to walk her down the aisle and she refused. My dad offered, and practically begged, but she stood firm. She made it clear that she was strong enough to give herself to me fully I agreed. Addy surprised her with a bouquet this morning and pinned to it was a picture of her grandfather. Addy told her, “You can walk down the aisle with your hero close to you. He will lead you to your new hero.”

  I am man enough to admit that about choked me up. I am no hero I just love my girl. I wish I could have met her grandparents, to thank them for giving Brielle the love she needed and more than deserves. I will settle with giving it to her every day and make myself worthy of her.

  We decided to go with traditional wedding vows. Her grandparents did it sixty-two years ago with traditional vows, and I was fine with that. I tell her every day how much she means to me. She decided to let me pick our wedding song and I was nervous as hell. She reads so much in lyrics. Our vows are finally done, and she refused to let the minister say the “obey” part of the vows. Now she is officially my wife. It all happened so fast, I haven’t had a second to process it before the reception is happening.

  My parents were both thrilled when I told them we were expecting. They both love Brielle, and she adores them. I think within the next few months, they will start hinting about relocating so they can be close to us, but I know they just want to steal my child. I will be up for babysitting every once in a while, but if my child is anything like their mother, I need to be close by for supervision.

  Here goes nothing. The DJ just announced it was time to do the first dance. I lead her out on the dance floor. “I tried, pretty girl and this is what I came up with.” “God Gave Me You” by Blake Shelton came on and the smile she gave me told me all I needed to know. “You have made me the happiest man on Earth Brielle. You gave me your heart, now you are giving me a child. I don’t know what I did to deserve you, but I will spend every day being worthy of it.” I pull her close and hold her while I dance with my wife.

  The reception has gone on long enough. I am ready for my wife to be in my arms and then on the beach in Hawaii. I was leery about continuing the trip with flying and her being pregnant, which went over well. She put her hands on her hips and told me “I am like three minutes pregnant. We are going to Hawaii. You can make these next nine months easy on yourself or hard buddy.” Then she scooped up her fat ass dog and stormed downstairs.

  I went on Google, because it will be my friend for the next few lifetimes for learning about pregnancy, birth, and raising kids. I read it was safe to fly early in pregnancy, so I went to find my girl and tell her I give in. She was sitting at the table with a bowl of ice cream and her dog had another one . . . but she has no idea why he is so fat. “You win. Come to bed and rest before tomorrow. Leave that dog here.” I got part of it. She came to bed and went right to sleep, with that dog. God, I love this girl.

  I look all over for her and see her and Addy in the corner talking to the DJ. This is never good. Before I get to her, she has hiked her damn dress up and tied it on the side and she and Addy are going to town dancing. I sit back and watch the show for a minute and look around and notice everyone else watching. I head over to stage and pick her up.

  “Show is over. You need to rest. Is this really safe?”

  After an exaggerated eye roll and some batting of her lashes she says, “Oh husband, it is safe. There is nothing wrong with dancing while pregnant.”

  I just shake my head. “It is hazardous to my health.” I pull her to me so she can feel exactly what she does to me. I pick my wife up and tell everyone, “Have fun. See you in a week.” I carry her ass home to our bed and make sweet love to her.

  6 months later

  This girl was going to be the death of me. She is so damn hard-headed. We are not finding out the sex of the baby, and I am okay with that, but the way she decorated the nursery pissed me off. I came in from work and Tyler, Addy, and Brielle were up in the nursery. I walked in to find one wall was painted in the University of Tennessee logos and another wall was in Indianapolis Colts. I counted to fifty because ten wasn’t enough.

  I face her and shoot her a glare that doesn’t even faze her. “Really woman? Where is my say so in this room?”

  “When you carry him around and shoot him out of your dick then you can do the fucking nursery, Colby. Until then all of you shut up.”

  I take it Addy and Tyler have already given her an earful. Tyler says, “Y’all didn’t find out if it is a boy or girl. This boy you are planning on could come out with no dick.”

  Brielle says, “Then we know the baby is related to you, dickless wonder.” She storms out of the room. She is killing me. I look at Tyler and say, “Let’s go.”

  By the end of the day I have the other two walls done in the University of North Carolina Tarheels and Carolina Panthers. I am scared for her to see it.

  She comes into the room. “It looks good, baby.” I just stare at her. “What? I can be reasonable.” I have a fee
ling this is the calm before they find my body. This woman is unpredictable. I am thankful, because every day with her is a challenge. As she goes to leave the room, she calls over her shoulder, “By the way, I have already named the baby, girl or boy. I DARE you to say something about that. Besides while I was helping your parents unpack today, they both agree with me that you are unreasonable.” I need to pick my jaw up off the floor. She thinks I am unreasonable? Damn my parents for moving here. Brielle and Addison offered them the old farm house and they love it there. Amelia is happy to have someone to fuss over again. But, she is right; I won’t say shit about her naming the baby. Holy hell, only three more months before my woman can act somewhat reasonable.

  I look over to Tyler to see him trying not to piss his pants. “She still scares me, and you married her. Who is stuck on stupid now?”

  I just laugh at him, because I know we aren’t conventional. Hell my girl is not normal, but she is my happiness. “Did you find the ring for Addy yet?”

  He shakes his head no. “Dude, I just can’t find the right one. She deserves it. Things are still shaky and now with you and Brielle married and having a kid, she looks at me like I may change my mind about kids. I won’t.”

  “Are you still saying you don’t want kids? Why Tyler? You love her, and kids with the person you love seems like the best of both worlds. If you are serious you need to think things through, because you will be killing off a piece of her.”

  “I know. I can’t say I am sure. When Amy came around saying I was her baby daddy it scared me to death to think I would be responsible for another life. Hell, I can barely take care of myself and half the time Addy takes care of me. I think I may have just lost my mind and freaked out, but I don’t want to be forced into the decision of kids. I am so scared of Addy finding out, then realizing I lied to her.” Right then I hear a throat clearing and turn and see Addy. This shit isn’t good at all.

 

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