Chapter 26
Turningmy wrist to face me, it’s just past nine thirty and I don’t know why, but I have an uneasiness in my chest, an ache in my gut. Slipping my phone from my pocket, I check to see if she has messaged but there is nothing.
Me: Hey baby, you okay?
I place my phone screen up on the table of the bar we’re sitting in just as I see Dex walk through the door with Sage and Arizona and my heart stills for just a moment. High waisted jeans, pretty ditsy daisy cropped top and high-top converse.
She always looks beautiful, but she is glowing tonight.
And she is mine in every sense of the word.
My wife.
Mother of our baby.
Mine.
Forever.
Never did I think I would be married again, but here I am. In Vegas, where anything could happen, and fate decided that I was ready for a wife that loved me as much as I loved her. Even though I know I love her so much more than she loves me, but we’re not going to get into that right now.
She really was my world, and I know Titus is going to be upset with me, heck he will be mad and angry, but he only needs to see the way I look at her, the way that she is my priority and the way that she has molded me into a better person for all of that anger and upset to leave him. I really do hope he doesn’t try and stop us from being together because even if he tried to put distance between us, it wouldn’t stop me. I don’t care if it’ll rip our years of friendship into nothing more than shreds on the floor, I will always choose her. Always.
She’s my baby.
My blossom.
My world.
She trumps all.
“Hey handsome,” she wraps her arms around me, lips pressed to my ear. My heart thumps in my chest and heat swarms through me.
“Hey beautiful, I missed you,” kissing her softly, I am grateful that I can be myself around her and there are people here who are on my side. I know this must be tough for Killian, but he is here. Titus is mad at him too and I am not going to let him take the wrath of Titus and I am sure that he wouldn’t like me to take the full wrath of Titus either.
“I missed you more,” she whispers, kissing me back and all I want to do is take her back to our hotel and love her with all I have. “You hungry?” she asks as she pulls away.
“Not for food,” I wiggle my brows and she swats her hand against my chest. She tries to walk away but I reach for her, grabbing around her waist and pulling her back. Just having my fingers on her beautiful skin is enough to make me hard and I am gagging for it.
She sits on the stool next to Reese and they fall into easy conversation and Dex gives me a pat on the back.
“You alright?” he asks, taking a sip of his manly looking cocktail.
It’s not manly. It’s sort of pink, creamy looking with a couple of umbrellas sticking out the top. Not going to lie though, it looks delicious. Might order it next.
“Yeah, I think so,” I smile taking a sip of my mojito.
“Not sure if Arizona has said or not, but Sage is expecting too. She is a couple months ahead of Ari, so always here if you want to have a chat,” he offers, and I am grateful.
“Thanks,” I turn to face him, “I appreciate that man, it’s so hard because Titus—Ari’s dad—is one of my best friends… his wife is also pregnant, I think around four months? I don’t know, he sends us updates every week but anyway, I’m falling off topic. So yeah, I would love to talk to him about it, a bit of common ground, but it’s not like I can call him up be like ‘hey dude, this has happened what did you do blah blah,” cos I’ve got his baby pregnant.”
Yes, I know it may not be mine, but it will be, I know it.
“Ah mate, that’s tough, well look… I’ll be your daddy friend if you want. I am learning each day and it’ll be nice to speak to another man instead of having to listen to my wife talk about her baby chats she’s in,” he laughs. “Her and Ari seem to have really hit it off and I am grateful, because she has always struggled to make girlfriends, not sure why, but her and Ari seem very similar.”
I nod in agreement.
“Ari has always struggled. I know she is close to Connie and Reese but that’s only been since Connie started dating Kaleb, my twin, and Reese came along with Killian as he is Connie’s dad and Reese is Connie’s best friend…” and I pause for a moment and Dex looks like he is trying to get to grips with what I have just said, as if playing on loop in his mind.
“I know, it’s all a bit fucked up to be honest.”
“And you married and got your best friend’s daughter pregnant.”
“Yup, sounds about right…” I take another sip of my drink.
“Wow.” He runs his hand through his hair, “I thought it was weird when I stole Sage from my dad and my dad started dating Sage’s old club friend.”
“I dunno... yours is a bit weird.”
“Mate, don’t. Mine is not even close to being as fucked up as your situation,” and he lets out a throaty laugh.
“Fair, fair,” I nod.
“Still fucked up though,” he shrugs his shoulder up.
“Totally.”
The evening slips away a little too easily, but I am grateful to be back up in the room with my wife.
My wife.
Mine.
“So, wife, what would you like to do?”
“Ride you then sleep?” she purrs, and I definitely was not expecting that.
“Jump on baby, ride me good, milk me for everything I have, and I promise I will snuggle you all night.”
“You’re on big boy,” she winks before slipping into the bathroom and closing the door.
She comes out dressed in white lingerie, looking like a damn angel. Not only did she promise to ride me which was more than good enough, she got on her pretty knees and sucked my cock until I came down her pretty throat. I feasted on her till her legs were trembling and I was sure she was going to squirt. She’s got it in her, I just need to coax it out.
Then once she had caught her breath, she rode me like a fucking pro and took me for everything I had.
I filled her pretty cunt full of me, then made sure that every last ounce was pushed back inside of her. And as promised, once she had wrecked me not once, but twice, I spooned her all night and had the best fucking night’s sleep ever.
Today wasour last day in Vegas before we flew home tonight, and I’m not going to lie, I was sad. I wasn’t ready to go home yet. I liked that we were in our bubble and as soon as the jet hits the tarmac tonight, the bubble will be popped, and life will just go back to what is was before. Only now we were married, and she was pregnant.
The shit will be sure to hit the fan when we get home.
Big time.
“Anything you want to do?” She asks, her hand looped in mine and it’s just the two of us. Killian and Reese are on their way home already and he promised me his lips are sealed.
“Just enjoy every single second before we’re back home in New York,” I sigh.
“It’s been amazing… right?” she was hesitant to ask me that and I have no idea why.
“It’s been more than amazing Blossom, one of the best damn vacations I have been on,” and she spins round to face me, arms wrapped round my middle as she presses up on her tip toes and kisses me.
I don’t want this moment to end.
But like everything, it must end eventually, whether we want it to or not.
On our way to the airport, my mind flashed back to our afternoon. Lunch at the Eiffel Tower and we had the most amazing views of the Bellagio fountains and I was sad that we were actually going home now. Four hours and fifty minutes of our bubble left.
That’s it.
And I am truly gutted to my core.
Gutted.
Bubble well and truly popped.