“I’m not sure yet. I’ll have to see what Dalton thinks,” I bite my lip from laughing out loud.
“I guess, it’s up to you both,” she sighs sadly and I can’t hold it in any longer, I burst out laughing.
“You were just saying that weren’t you. You're going to be finding out today the sex,” she hisses in the phone. I try to calm myself before answering.
“Yes, mom. I am going to find out. Don’t worry, you’ll be the first person I tell,” I say and she squeals.
“Yes!” she says and I shake my head.
“Well, mom. I should get back to cleaning. I’m going to head over and see Alison and Geri-Ann after my appointment. I’ll call you later,” I mumble, sitting on the closed lid of the toilet.
“Okay, sweetheart. Don’t overdo it with the cleaning, though. I love you,” she says.
“I love you too, mom,” I say with a smile on my face.
After hanging up the phone with my mom. I get up and turn around to continue cleaning when my stomach growls. Well, I guess it’s time to take a break and feed myself and the little one.
I’m munching on my sandwich when the front door opens. “Lucy, I’m home,” Dalton’s voice rings out, just like the man on ‘I love Lucy’. I shake my head and bite my bottom lip but I can’t help I crack up laughing. Dalton walks into the kitchen with a smile on his face. He halts and looks at me with a raised eyebrow. “Why are you laughing?”
“I’m laughing at you,” I bellow and I laugh even harder. Dalton chuckles lightly, shaking his head. He walks over to the fridge, grabbing a bottled water from the top shelf.
“I’m glad, I can amuse you, baby,” he says with a grin stretched across his face. I grin back at him, then bite my lip. He looks so hot, all dirty from working on bikes at the shop. Yum, he’s so edible. “Baby, don’t look at me like that. We don’t have time,” he murmurs.
“And how am I looking at you?” I softly ask and he grins, knowing damn well, why I’m staring at him like that. I’m pregnant and hormonal and I want him badly. I always want him. Nothing will ever change that.
“You're staring at me, like you could eat me alive, baby. I got to take a shower and we have an appointment to get too,” he sighs, taking a big gulp of his water then twisting the cap back on and walks over to me. He takes my face in his hands and kisses the ever-loving shit out of me and pulls away from me, grinning. I give him a smile and he walks away and heads for the stairs. I hear his footsteps go up stairs. Teasing fucker, he kisses me like that and leaves me all hot and bothered. It’s not nice to tease a pregnant woman.
I guess, I’ll just let him have his shower by himself. I’m not going to give in and head upstairs for a quickie in the shower. The bastard teased me and he’s going to know what it is, to tease a pregnant woman, because I am sure he’s waiting in the shower right now for me but that won’t be happening.
I sigh, getting up from the table and slowly march to the living room. I’ll watch some T.V while Dalton’s in the shower. I grab the remote and turn on the T.V. The channel it’s on is sports, oh God, if there is one thing I don’t like watching it's the sports channel. It’s so boring. I flip through the channels to see if anything is on and there’s not a damn thing worth watching.
I hear footsteps coming down the stairs, I turn the T.V off and I wait for Dalton. He comes around the corner, freshly clean and dressed in jeans and a tight t-shirt that makes his muscles bulge and my breath catches in my throat. God, he’s so fucking hot. I want him so bad right now, but he’s right when he said we didn’t have time.
Tonight, all bets are off though. I’m going to tear that ass up. I chuckle to myself and Dalton turns and looks at me with a raised brow and I shake my head. “What are you chuckling about over there?” he pries.
“Oh, nothing. You ready?” I bite my lip to stop myself from groaning, when I see his ass in those jeans.
“Yeah, just let me grab my keys and we can go.”
I grab my purse and sweater then walk over to the front door and put my shoes on. He turns the cover and walks my way, he leans me against the door and I gasp when I feel his hands on me. “Baby, you cleaned the bathroom. I told you I would do it,” he says against my neck. I shiver feeling his breath on me.
“I wanted to do something. I can’t sit around all day and not do a thing, Dalton,” he leans away from me and frowns a little.
“I don’t want you to overdo it,” he mumbles, placing a soft kiss on the base of my neck.
“I know and I won’t. Don’t worry,” I breathlessly say.
“I’ll always worry about you, baby.” I grin and place a kiss on his lips.
“I love you,” I say.
“I love you too, baby,” he smirks, winking at me then he slaps my behind lightly, making me squeal.
My knee is repeatedly moving up and down because of my nerves. I’m just hoping everything goes well, and the baby is doing fine. I wonder if we can see the sex of the baby today. That would be awesome if we find out today. I’m aiming towards a girl, I have a feeling deep down it’s a baby girl.
Dalton puts his hand on my knee and my leg stops. I look up at Dalton and he’s smiling at me. “Everything’s going to be fine. Calm down,” he whispers. Everything echoes in this office and the ladies that are sitting here waiting for their appointments, even the ones with their husbands keep eye fucking Dalton and I’m ready to fucking spit teeth any minute. What the fuck is wrong with these women? Their husbands are right there.
“Is it just me or are these women eye-fucking you,” I grunt causing Dalton to chuckle lightly under his breath.
“They aren’t eye-fucking me,” he laughs loud and on cue all the fucking women’s eye train right to him and I feel my face heat.
“They are,” I grit out. He shakes his head, opening his mouth to say something but a nurse cuts him off by calling my name. I lightly punch him in a gut and he grunts standing up.
“Did you have to hit me?” he hisses behind me.
“Yes, your blind,” I hiss back and follow the nurse. I hear Dalton grumble under his breath but it’s so low, I can’t understand what he said.
The nurse opens the door and hands me a gown to put on and mentions the doctor will be in soon. She turns and leaves, shutting the door behind her. I glare at Viper and he smirks.
“Baby, are you jealous?” he teases and I’m not in the mood for this bullshit.
“I’m not jealous. I just don’t like it that they have their husbands with them and they are having fantasies of you in their minds about fucking you,” I hiss under my breath. I feel Dalton come behind me, he wraps his arms around me.
“Tammy, you have nothing to worry about, baby. I love you and only you,” he says kissing my neck. I groan because of course, my traitorous body is giving in, wanting his hands. “I like this side of you, all possessive. I like it,” he chuckles and I elbow him lightly.
“Shut up,” I grunt taking my top off. I hear Dalton groan behind me. “Don’t even think about it. We’re at our doctor’s appointment,” I shoot out quickly. I know how his mind works.
I hear him grumble about something, like ‘it’s not fair’. I chuckle shaking my head. Big baby.
After I’m done getting the gown on, I sit on the table and Viper looks around the room. “The color is depressing in here,” he mutters.
“It’s a doctor’s office,” I say and Dalton looks like he wants to argue but the doctor walks in. I know the doctor is Max, Dalton’s cousin but, Dalton is in for a surprise because I didn’t tell him who my doctor was for the baby. “Good afternoon, Miss. Murphy. How are you feeling today?” the doctor asks. I can see Dalton tense for a second and whips around to look at the doctor and his eyes go wide.
“Max?” he says and Max looks up from his chart and freezes.
“Dalton? What are you doing here?”
I chuckle, men, I tell you.
“Tammy’s mine,” I shiver, cave man. I do love it when he declares I’m his. It gets me
so hot, but right now is not the time.
Max shuffles on his feet, clearing his throat, “Umm, Tammy never told me who the father was,” Max mentions and I see Dalton ball his fists.
“Well, she’s mine and the baby is mine,” he replies and Max nods his head.
Max walks over to his seat and sits down beside the bed and he goes to lift my gown to show my stomach and Dalton grabs Max’s arm. “What the fuck are you doing touching what’s mine?” he growls. I gasp, slapping Dalton’s arm and he let’s go of Max.
“What do you think you’re doing, Dalton?” I ask, raising my voice and Dalton cuts his eyes to me then back to Max.
“I don’t want him touching you,” he hisses. What the fuck is happening here? They’re cousins for fuck sake.
“Dalton, that’s your cousin. Don’t be stupid,” I hiss at him and he glares at me.
“Yeah, well, it didn’t stop him from fucking someone, I was with before,” he snarls. My hand goes to my chest and I gasp looking between them both and Max seems regretful about what happened because of the look displayed on his face right now.
“How many times do I have to tell you. I didn’t know she was with you, Dalton,” Max sighs heavily.
“I want another doctor, a female doctor,” Dalton hisses and I shake my head. This is fucking stupid.
“I am not changing doctors and you heard Max, Dalton, he didn’t know,” I try to reason with Dalton but he just grunts.
“Fine,” he hisses, glaring at Max.
“Okay, well, let’s check on your baby, shall we,” Max says, trying to cheer up the gloomy feeling coming off Dalton. He grabs the jelly and pours a good amount of my belly and I shiver, it’s very cold. He takes the wand and moves it over my belly. “Everything looks good with the baby. Would you both like to know the sex of the baby?” he asks.
“Yes, we would,” I say cheerfully.
He moves the wand around a bit more, stopping and stares at the screen for a second. “Well, it looks like your both going to be parents to a little baby girl. Congratulations,” Max says, hitting a button and prints out photos for us. He tells us to come back in a month from now to check everything over again. After Max leaves, I look at Dalton and he seems quiet.
“Everything okay?” I ask, worried because he’s like a frozen statue and he hasn’t said a word, since Max said it was a girl.
“I’m going to have a daughter,” he whispers and I chuckle. I know what is going through his mind right now. He’s ready to kill any boy/man that comes near his baby girl.
“It’s not funny. I’m going to have a hell of a lot of problems when she’s older,” he scowls at me.
“Yes, you’re going to have a daughter. She’s not even out of my belly yet, so there’s no point in worrying about all that now,” I chuckle.
“I love you,” I whisper softly and Dalton looks down at me, grabbing hold of my hand and kisses my forehead.
“I love you too baby.”
Chapter 17
5 months later…
I got a call an hour ago, from Destiny, telling me she’s heading to the hospital because her water broke. So, here I am in the delivery room, waiting for my ‘son’ to be born. I pray that he’s mine, because going to all her doctor appointments and what not would be a waste. I have a feeling that I’m going to be here for a while yet. She’s only dilated two centimeters. Destiny doesn’t seem to be in much pain, there’s some but not holy hell screaming it hurts kind of pain. Well, not yet anyway but it’s still early. Tammy’s out in the waiting room, she didn’t really want to come but I need her here with me. I can’t explain it but she needs to be here.
The doctor walks in and checks Destiny over. “Well, your only three centimeters now Destiny, you should try and get some rest,” Max says and looks at me. Max isn’t her normal doctor but he’s the one on call for Dr. Martin’s patients. I guess, Dr. Martin took his wife on a curse, so the fucker ain’t here. When I first saw, Max come into Destiny’s room, you can see the judgment look he gave looking between Destiny and me. He doesn’t have to fucking know my situation. He can judge me all he fucking likes because I don’t want to justify what’s, what.
“Can I have a word Dalton,” Max asks and I snap my head up, looking at him and I give him a firm nod. I follow Max outside the doors and he sighs.
“Look man, I’m sorry about the past okay. I didn’t fucking know she was with you,” he quietly says.
“Whatever, it’s in the past. I have enough on my plate right now, then worry about an old flame and my cousin having her bent over my mother’s couch fucking her” I grit my teeth.
“I’m sorry, Dalton. I really am,” he sighs. He looks at the room and then back to me.
“Does Tammy know about, Destiny?” he asks warily.
“Yes, she knows about Destiny. That was before we got back together. I fucked up big time and she’s still here,” I sigh, rubbing my face with my hands.
“Well, you’re a lucky bastard that she hasn’t left. Women have left men for much less than that.” I nod my head and he turns around and leaves. I know, I’m a bastard lucky and I’ll show her every day, how much she means to me, till my last dying breath.
I close my eyes and take in a deep breath. Today’s going to be a hard day on Tammy, and I need to show her that I’m hers. There must be a closet somewhere in this hospital that I can take her and show her that I love her.
I walk down the hall to the waiting room and I see Tammy, sitting there reading a magazine. She looks a little uncomfortable sitting there. I walk by the nurse’s station but I stop before passing it, I turn my head and decide to walk over. “Sorry, Miss.” I say softly. The nurse pops her head up from looking at the sheets in front of her and she gives me a smile.
“Yes, sir.”
“Can I have a pillow for my girlfriend, she’s sitting in the waiting room and she’s pregnant,” I ask and the nurse nods her head.
“No problem. I’ll go and get her a pillow,” she replies and leaves the nurses’ station.
I turn and walk towards Tammy, she’s so into the magazine that she doesn’t see me walk up.
“Hey baby,” she jumps in her seat and gasps.
“Jesus, you scared me,” she mumbles, slapping my arm as I take a seat beside her. I chuckle.
“Sorry,” I reply, biting down on my lip to stop myself from laughing.
“It’s not funny,” she hisses, pinching my leg.
“Ouch” I hiss, rubbing my leg. I turn and glare at her. “That hurt,” I grumble.
“Oh, hush up you, big baby,” she grins at me, while I glare at her playfully. She looks down the hall and then back to me.
She fidgets in her seat, her hands clasping together. “How’s Destiny doing?” she asks softly with her head down. God, I hate that she feels like this, feeling insecure about everything. What do I have to do to prove to her, that I want her and only her. I’m going to ask her to marry me. I need to do this for her and for me. This is one step that I never thought I would do because of what happened to my mother. I didn’t want to turn out like my father and walk out on my family. Marriage, surely, she’ll see that I’m in for the long haul.
“Destiny’s resting right now. She’s only three centimeters and they say it could take a while. She’s not dilating fast.” She nods her head and gives a small smile. I lean over and kiss her forehead. “I’m sorry baby. I know this must be hard on you. Fuck, I’m so sorry for fucking up,” I whisper against her forehead.
Tammy clears her throat. “I know you're sorry. If this turns out to be your son, please don’t regret what happened. We weren’t together at the time. Does it hurt, of course, I’m only human. But don’t you dare for one second regret having that child,” she tells me. I nod my head because I can’t argue with her.
“Destiny might not be my favorite person in the world but I hope she has an easy enough delivery,” she says and it warms my heart knowing she’s worried about her, even though she doesn’t like her personal
ly.
“I’m sure she’ll be fine,” I mention. Tammy takes my hand in hers and right now all I can think of where the closest closet is. I grin wickedly at her and her eyes go wide.
“Dalton, were in a hospital, we can’t,” she says her voice wavering.
“Baby, we can be in a church and it wouldn’t stop me from ravishing you,” I chuckle with a grin on my face. She squeaks suddenly when I stand up, her hand still nestled in mine and I walk with her in tow, behind me looking for a door that we can hide behind. So, I can show her what she does to me.
“Dalton, I don’t want to get caught. We can get into a lot of trouble,” she hisses behind me.
“We’ll be fine, calm down,” I reply. She huffs out something that I don’t catch. I stop in front of a door that says janitor, bingo. I turn the handle and it’s unlocked. I turn my head and grin at Tammy, her cheeks blush.
I open the door fully, escorting Tammy in and then I close the door, locking it making sure no one will come in. I place something in front of the door as well, to put her mind at ease about anybody walking in on us.
Her breathing picks up a bit and her eyes tell me all I need to know. She wants this just as much as I do. “Horny, baby?” Her lips part and I smirk. Her stomach is round and that means she’s either riding me or I’m going to bend her over in front of the chairs that are stacked in here and fuck her senseless. Either one, she’s going to be calling out my name.
“How do you want to do this? You either ride me or I bend you over. Which one will it be?” I ask.
She grins and leans up on her tippy toes and leans close to my ear. “Bend me over and fuck me like you hate me, big boy,” she purrs in my ear. I look at her with wide eyes and then something snaps in me.
“Oh, honey, you’ll be sorry for saying that when your pussy’s sore,” I growl. I take her lips with my own and she moans into the kiss. My hand sneaks down and I feel her through her pants and she groans. God, I love that she’s so sensitive now. It’s fucking hot as hell. I apply more pressure to my touch and she breaks the kiss, breathing roughly.
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