Chapter 27
27
Asher
“Hey, wake up.”
Sienna groaned against my arm; her bare legs stretching in front of mine. She rolled over, burying her face against my chest. “No. I’m having a good dream.”
I brushed her hair back and gave her a soft kiss on her forehead. Her eyes were still closed as she lifted her chin higher, demanding a kiss there too. I fucking loved it. She’d been in my bed for three months, and I still couldn’t get enough of her. We’d put the past behind us; she was my Sienna now and that was just how it was. Mine.
Her stuff was in my bathroom. Her clothes were in my closet and drawers. Her pictures hung on the walls and decorated the shelves. And that old Toyota with the bullet hole in it got traded in on a nice, black SUV. It wasn’t brand new, but it was in fantastic condition with low miles, and it fit all of her camera equipment in it just fine.
I palmed her ass, loving how I could touch her any way I damn well pleased. “We’re gonna be late.”
She grumbled again. “Five more minutes.”
“Come on, Miss ‘ I can make apple pie! ’ We told them nine o’clock.”
“Roman’s gonna freak when he sees all the pumpkins.” She nuzzled her face on me and yawned. “I wonder if Coop has baby goat insurance because if the pumpkins don’t do it, the petting zoo will.” She yawned again. “I can’t wait to love on some tiny farm animals.”
Just picturing spending the day with them all felt good. Not as good as having my woman crawl on top of me so I could get us both off before we did all the other fun stuff planned, but I was flexible.
“I have something you can pet.”
Sienna’s smile widened. “I bet you do.”
I gave that fantastic ass another nudge. “Climb up on me, baby.”
Her hand slid around my neck. “Not sure if birth control works that fast, Ash.”
“You get pregnant, we’ll deal.” I tugged her thigh over mine. “I’m hard as a rock over here, babe.”
That got her moving. She straddled that fantastic body up over my hips and laid her forearms on my chest. “Hold that thought. Naked pancakes time first.”
I took a deep breath. Talking was not on my agenda.
“As much as that idea thrills me coming out of your mouth, if you’re serious, then other things need to happen first.”
I rubbed my hands up over her ribs. “I know. Just saying if it happens”—I moved the hair off her eye— “I’m okay with it.”
She wiggled that pussy on me, making my mind go blank, and smiled. “Someday.” She shrugged and then kissed my chest. “Just not today.”
I rubbed my dick over her to get her ready for me. “I’ll pull out,” I said on her mouth, lying. No way was I pulling out while feeling her walls squeezing me.
She laughed while kissing me. “You lie so bad.”
I smiled back, lining the head up to get inside her. “Just shush and get on my dick already.”
Feeling her pussy suck me in was the best feeling in the world, next to the way she was doing it smiling.
My woman couldn’t just get one pumpkin. No, she’d needed five, all in different sizes, shapes, and colors. Coop had just laughed at me as I carted them all to my truck.
“Decorating comes with it,” he’d said as he’d carried his own to the car.
Watching Sienna rocking their new baby, a tiny, little girl they’d named Summer Ruby March, had done my head and heart in. The entire drive home, that picture stuck. I’d need to wife her first to make that happen. Soon. I was creeping up on turning thirty-eight in a few weeks, and last thing I wanted was to be rearing kids as an old man. Sienna had settled herself into my world fairly effortlessly. We were great together. I just needed to pick the moment to finally propose. It was no longer an “if” but a “when.”
I set the last pumpkin on the front porch, watching something as simple as a fucking pumpkin light up her world. If that was all it took, then I’d buy her five more. But Sienna had her own money now too. Again. It had been a bit of a struggle with her being out of work and me covering her until she felt okay with me doing it, but knowing she’d quit her job to leave Nashville and the memories of me behind with it had also done my head in. I needed to make it right. She needed to get comfortable depending on me. All of that took time.
Between her getting wedding photography referrals from Candace’s clients and even selling some photos of a few of our fire calls to the local news outlets, we were doing fine. Denise from our station was helping her design a website to showcase it all.
I went back to the truck to get the bag of apples we’d bought. My woman had mentioned making apple pie and now that, along with taking her back in the shower and making her squirm on my dick, were battling for pole position in my head. Wonder if warm apple pie pussy could be a thing? Might be sticky. Back to the shower scene it is then…
Sienna’s phone started ringing. She moved the last pumpkin into its final position and smiled before saying, “Hi Dad!”
I froze mid-step, watching my woman’s smile fold in a way that had me instantly on edge. Whatever was happening was not good.
And then she breathed out one word: “Diesel.”