43. Cole
FORTY-THREE
COLE
I was pissed. Ethan had done exactly what I wanted to do and taken Rosalie upstairs. I kept casting forlorn looks to the doorway, hoping for an escape. I was going to give him hell because he hadn’t called me to come up to help him.
I didn’t even care what he needed help with. I just didn’t want to be finishing an awkward engagement dinner with the De Lucas and a pissed off Fox. He’d told me he was frustrated in the kitchen. To be fair, I was too. Enzo getting Rosalie first to have a baby with? Fuck no.
The moment we were able to dig into that bag of shit, we definitely were because there wasn’t a way in hell that I was giving up having my baby with Rosalie first. It’s all I fucking wanted in this world.
When Anthony and Marissa finally went to the third floor to bed, I gave Enzo a pointed look. He sighed and nodded for me to follow him.
Fox hadn’t followed. He simply walked upstairs and didn’t stop when Enzo called out to him.
“He’s mad, man. And for good reason. What the fuck?” I demanded as we stepped into the office.
“What the fuck to me? What the fuck to you? Why can’t we get through one fucking weekend? I needed this to go smoothly.” Enzo went to the bar and poured us both drinks.
“This isn’t our fault. I get Anthony is your father, but there has to be a line drawn somewhere.
I get you need to marry for your family traditions.
Whatever. We ate shit on that one, Fox especially, but me?
You know how I feel about having a kid, man.
Were you even going to tell me you’d changed the plans? ”
Enzo sighed and stared down at his glass. “I wanted to talk to you about it before my father brought it up. It was shit timing.” He downed his drink and poured another one.
“Shit timing? What the actual fuck?” I glared at him.
“You were really going to do that? You already took Rosalie as your own, and then you were going to take the one thing I fucking needed? You’re supposed to be my best friend.
You know what losing the baby did to me.
You fucking know how much having my family means to me. ” I shook my head at him.
“I know, Cole. I fucking know,” he said fiercely. “I just…”
“Got selfish,” I finished bitterly. “Because that’s what it is.
You think she’s supposed to belong to you alone because you put a ring on her finger.
You promised it wouldn’t be like that, but it sure as fuck looks like it will be.
I’m not going along with that shit. I’m not.
There ain’t fuck all in this world that’ll convince me to do it, either.
So, respectfully, Enzo, go fuck yourself.
” My chest heaved as I tried to control my anger.
I slammed back my drink and backed away from him.
“Where are you going?” he asked, his voice wavering as he watched me walk to the door.
“I’m going to go find my girl and fuck her breathless and hope I can make a baby before you fucking ruin everything. If she leaves, it will be because of you, but I’ll be the guy doing whatever I can to keep her here.”
“So you’d get her pregnant to ruin her life?” he called out behind me.
“Having my kid wouldn’t ruin her life, dick, but having yours might, you controlling ass nozzle.” I didn’t wait for his response. I left the room and slammed the door behind me, then took the stairs two at a time to Rosalie’s room. I was disappointed when I got there to find her bed empty.
Sighing, I went to E’s room since he’d gone with her to find him sleeping alone, naked as the day he was born. I didn’t need two guesses to know how that had gone down. Next, I went to Fox’s room and opened the door. Rosalie was tangled around Fox’s naked body, him holding her tight.
I crept into the room and peeled my clothes off before carefully climbing into bed with them.
As gently as I could, I spread her legs, desperate to be inside her.
She mumbled something in her sleep as I pushed my cock through her folds and into her tight pussy.
I managed a few deep, slow thrusts before her lashes fluttered, and she stared up at me.
“Rosebud,” I husked out. “I need you.”
She pulled me close, her lips meeting mine. I all but wept as I kissed her and thrust in and out of her with a soft groan. If she was letting me fuck her, then she wasn’t mad. At least at me.
“Me and you, remember? The baby?” I choked out. “Right? Tell me that hasn’t changed.”
“It’s not changed,” she answered back.
I slammed into her hard, beyond overjoyed at her answer. “Please. Can we do it now? Rosebud? Please?”
“Cole—”
“No.” I kissed her lips fiercely. “Don’t tell me no. Fuck. Please don’t tell me no.”
I picked up my pace, desperate to fill her pussy with my come in the hopes that one of these fucking times, it actually stuck and gave me the baby the world stole from us.
“Cole, easy,” Fox’s gruff voice called out as Rosalie whimpered. “You’re hurting her.”
Not wanting to stop while feeling like I was losing my mind, I moved faster.
I needed to do this. Whatever the cost. Not only would we get our garden, but if she had my baby, she’d stay if shit went south.
It was a selfish, dickish way to keep her.
I hated myself for it, but I loved her beyond worlds and universes.
There would never be anyone in this lifetime or the next hundred who could compare to her and the way I felt.
She was it for me. If getting her knocked up meant I got to keep her, I’d do it without an ounce of remorse.
I was at that point in my life.
“Ah,” Rosalie cried out. “Slower. Please. Y-you’re hurting me.”
“Cole, enough,” Fox ground out.
I slammed into her once. Twice. Three times, each time making her cry out. Tears slipped from her eyes as she stared up at me.
I came hard, my body jerking with pleasure. Once my cock was empty, I sobbed softly and buried my face into her neck.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry, baby. Don’t be mad at me.”
Her hands ran down my back as I shuddered against her, my cock still buried to the hilt.
“I just want us. I want my family. Please, please, fucking please , Rosalie,” I begged, clinging to her.
She raked her fingers through my hair, sending goosebumps scattering across my skin.
“I know,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “I know, Cole. We will. I promise.”
I looked down at her to see the sadness in her pretty eyes. I didn’t care if Fox was there to witness me acting like a pussy. He knew what this meant to me, too.
“Rosebud, what can I do to make this happen? What do you need from me? I’ll do anything. I-I put twenty thousand in your bank account yesterday,” I said thickly. “I’ll put more?—”
“Cole, it’s not about money. I don’t want your money. We’ve been over this?—”
“What can I do?” I asked, my voice shaking. “Please. Tell me.”
She cradled my face and stared up at me.
I was acutely aware of Fox watching the entire exchange.
I knew if he opened his mouth, he’d tell me to let her decide and to lay off her.
He didn’t understand it. He’d never lost his kid.
He’d never been excited to have longed to hold his baby, only for the world to tear it away before you even got the chance.
“When do you want to do it?” she whispered.
I stared back at her dumbfounded. She’d always told me we’d wait. She needed time. She wanted to focus on school and her career. This time was different, though.
“Now,” I answered back thickly.
She let out a soft chuckle and pulled me in for a kiss. “We can start trying soon.”
“How soon?” I swallowed hard.
“Before I marry Enzo.”
My heart skipped at her words, and I practically shot off the bed and screamed with joy.
“Rosalie,” Fox murmured.
“Don’t fucking ruin this for me, Fox,” I choked out. “Please. Don’t.”
He said nothing and opted to go quiet. I kissed Rosalie excitedly, my entire mood shifting.
We were doing this. She finally agreed and gave me a timeframe I could more than work with.
It wasn’t long from now. In fact, it would give me just enough time to start getting the baby’s room together.
I was thinking of a princess theme for a girl.
If we had a boy, astronauts because space was fucking manly.
“I’ll be right back.” I pushed off her and pulled my boxers on before rushing to my bedroom. Quickly, I went through my bathroom cabinet and rifled through it until I came up with what I was looking for.
Prenatal vitamins. I’d picked them up weeks ago, hoping Rosalie would start taking them.
Not wanting to push, I hadn’t really brought it up, but now was definitely the fucking time.
I was going to do whatever I could do to ensure Rosalie didn’t go through hell again during this pregnancy and that our baby would be born healthy and safe.
Excited, I rushed back to Fox’s room and sank onto the mattress. I poured one of the vitamins into my hand and offered it to her.
“What’s this?” She stared at the gummy I’d held out to her.
“It’s a prenatal vitamin. I got the gummy ones because that makes them a healthy treat,” I said. “Is that OK?”
She laughed softly, and my heart jolted as she took it, dropped it into her mouth, and chewed it for me.
“Fuck, I love you.” I was back on her in a minute, my lips fused to hers and my boxers already on the floor again.
“Fox, come on,” I said breathlessly between kissing her. “I want you with us.”
When he didn’t move, I reached out and grabbed his dick.
He jumped at my touch and swatted at me.
“Your cock is hard, brother. Don’t let it go to waste,” I said between feverish kisses. I gave his dick a good stroke.
“You’re such a fucking weirdo,” Fox muttered, pushing my hand away.
“You love me,” I said, moving down Rosalie’s body to her breasts. “Now help me fuck our girl.”
He joined me, his lips on her, his dick in his hand as he stroked himself.
This.
This was how it should be.
And I was going to do anything possible to make sure it stayed this way, even if it meant fucking up Enzo’s plans.
He’d thank me later.