Chapter 44
FLETCHER
Five Years Later…
I bit my bottom lip, pacing the floor of the tiny bathroom. Back and forth. Back and forth. My bare feet shuffled over the linoleum, my toes curling whenever I’d stop.
On the back of the toilet tank, lined up like toy soldiers, were three different pregnancy tests. Three, because I didn’t trust a single one not to give me false hope, and two meant there might be a tie.
God…
Five minutes. That’s all I had to wait, but five minutes was an eternity when my insides were tied up in knots.
Adam and I had been trying for a baby for the past year. Our lives had finally settled down enough to where we were ready to start a family. We were excited to welcome a little one into our lives—and our hearts—but I’d failed to conceive so far.
It ached at the deepest pit of me, every single time. Because, as usual, I got my hopes up. I got excited, eager to see the test results, only to get slapped in the face with negative after negative. Not pregnant. No baby for Fletcher.
Hence the pacing. My heart pounded away inside of my chest, my palms now sticky with sweat. I wiped them off on my yoga pants and swallowed my nerves as the timer on my phone rang out.
Five minutes had passed. The truth was right there in front of me—but would I be disappointed yet again? Or would I finally get everything I’d always hoped for?
I took a deep breath to steady my nerves, then tip-toed over to the toilet. I peeked down at the tests and held my breath.
My heart sank. My shoulders dropped. Three more negatives. Why? Why couldn’t I get pregnant? I wanted a baby so badly! I’d stopped taking birth control months before the first heat we’d started trying. We thought for sure we’d be expecting by now, but no…
Chest aching, I gathered the tests and dumped them unceremoniously in the trash bin. Then I washed my hands, flipped off the light, and left the bathroom.
Adam was in the living room, but the minute he heard me approaching, he stood. I knew he was just as excited to start a family—a real family—which made me feel even worse that I couldn’t give him what he wanted.
Maybe his father had been right about me after all…
No. I growled at myself, the sound abrupt. It startled both of us.
Adam frowned. “No luck?”
I slowly shook my head, my hands dropping to my sides. “Nope. Negative. It’s not fair. We’ve been doing everything right, everything the Omega forums say. All the tips and tricks to get pregnant and still, nothing! Maybe I’m cursed.”
“Fletcher.” He came to me, tugging me to his chest. He wrapped his strong arms around me and held me close. I sank into his embrace. “You are no such thing. Maybe it’s just not the right time.”
I peered up at him. “What do you mean? Not the right time? I want a baby, damn it!”
He chuckled. “I do too, but maybe we’re not quite ready yet. A baby is a big responsibility, and it’ll change our lives forever, you know? Maybe this is the universe telling us that we need to live up our youth a little longer.”
“Like… Go traveling?” Hmm. I’d always wanted to go to Europe.
“Or maybe something more local,” he said around a smile, as if he could read my mind. “Like going dancing at a nightclub. Something out of the ordinary for us.”
“We are pretty much homebodies,” I agreed, leaning my head against his chest.
“We are, but so long as it’s with you, I don’t mind one bit.”
That night, we made love, spreading our scent across the bedsheets…but even that was becoming a little stale, if I was being honest. Maybe Adam was right. Maybe we did need to live it up a little. Maybe a child wasn’t in the cards for us yet, but we could always be a little more adventurous.
And there was something I’d always been curious about…
“Hey, Adam?” I mused, quiet in the dark. Our fingers intertwined together atop the mattress as we lay together after our romp.
“Mmm?”
“Do you think…you’d ever be up for having a threesome?” I heard his quick intake of breath, which told me that I’d surprised him, and quickly added, “You did say out of the ordinary.”
“I don’t know.” Adam sounded hesitant. I understood why. Most Alphas didn’t like to share, especially not their mates, and Adam tended to be a little possessive. Not that I was complaining.
“Just thought maybe it could spice things up a little bit, that’s all,” I concluded, kissing his cheek.
He was quiet for a long time, and for a moment, I thought maybe he’d fallen asleep, until, softly, he spoke.
“Maybe, if the right guy were to come along, I’d consider it. But just maybe.”
I giggled and rolled closer to cuddle him. “Aww, you’re the best. I’ll be sure to keep my eyes peeled for the right guy.”
Not that I was in a hurry, but it would tick a box off on my bucket list to get fucked by two Alphas at once.
Ever since I’d seen a porn clip of two guys railing a twink, I’d fantasized about what it would be like to be manhandled by two men, to have two thick cocks inside of me, stretching me wide open…
Hot.
Adam wrapped his arm around me, snugging me close to his chest. Tossing the naughty thoughts aside, I nuzzled in, breathing in his cedar and citrus scent. We fell asleep in each other’s arms, content to be in love.