Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 31838 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 159(@200wpm)___ 127(@250wpm)___ 106(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31838 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 159(@200wpm)___ 127(@250wpm)___ 106(@300wpm)
“I’m going to be fine.”
We leave for the hospital soon. With triplets they don't let you wait to go into labor and I’ve already been on bed rest for the past month to be safe. I’m ready for our babies to be here and for me to be out of this bed, but I should enjoy the down time while I’ve got it. The next few months are going to be crazy, but I miss being intimate with Dash too. He worries over me, and I want him to see that everything is going to be fine.
We were a little shocked when the doctor first told us we were having twins. Then we went for our next appointment and they said triplets. Apparently one was hiding behind another and Dash is convinced that’s his daughter. He thinks her brothers were being overprotective and hiding her.
“I won’t let it go any other way,” he says, and I smile against his mouth, taking another kiss.
“I can’t believe how long we’re going to go without sex.” That’s really my only complaint about all of this.
“You horny?” I feel his hand move up my thigh.
“Since they told us we can’t have sex, it’s all I want to do. It’s the same with them saying I couldn't eat this morning. What the hell? Who tells a pregnant woman she can’t eat?”
“I’ll take your mind off food.” His hand keeps moving up my thigh and I see the determination in his eyes.
When they told me I couldn't eat after midnight, Dash made me breakfast at eleven-thirty last night. I was half asleep as he happily shoved pancakes in my mouth. My husband was very smug as he did it.
He kisses down my jaw to my neck. I tilt my head as his hand slips into my panties. “I don’t remember anyone saying I couldn't make my wife cum.”
I whimper because I always get so turned on when he calls me his wife. I spread my legs wider as he parts the lips of my sex and his finger strums my clit.
I bury my face in his neck as he makes me quickly climax. The man knows my body better than I do and he enjoys himself as he licks his fingers clean.
“That’s going to be the last one for a while.”
I breathe him in, feeling more relaxed now. I already was but now I’m mush.
“It will be worth it.” I nod in agreement.
I hear his phone buzz and know it’s time to go. He helps me to my feet and I take one last look around our home.
“When we come back here we’re going to have a houseful.”
“We might need a bigger place,” he says offhandedly, and I smile.
“Yeah, if you keep putting triplets in me, we might.”
I take his hand as we walk to the elevator. We’ve talked a lot about finding a home with some land. I’d love a farm with a few animals, but I wanted to wait. It was a lot to take on right now in the wake of our wedding and the news of triplets. We got married fast and found out we were expecting in a blink after that. I’m pretty sure he knocked me up that first night we made love. I wanted to enjoy our quiet time before the babies arrived and not have a million other things on my plate.
“Well, that’s what you get for having such a sweet pussy.”
I burst into laughter “Don’t make me laugh.” I grab my stomach.
“Sorry.” He smiles, but I’m not buying it.
The car is waiting for us when we exit and he helps me in. “My bag,” I shout, thinking I forgot something.
“Already beside you.”
“Right.” I should have known he would be two steps ahead because he always is. He gets in behind me and wraps his arm around my shoulder. “You’re about to be a daddy.”
“I don’t know what I did in this life for you to give me this gift, but thank you.”
I look up at him and see the tenderness in his eyes. “Thank you for loving me.”
“Never thank me for that. It’s impossible not to love you. It’s like breathing.”
Like always he melts my insides and lives up to his word. He might not be perfect, but he’s perfect for me.
Epilogue
Dash
One year later…
“Are they finally settled in?” Brooklyn asks as I close the door to our bedroom.
“I think they were too excited to sleep, but they’ve finally passed out.” I smile as I shake my head. “Your daughter is just like you.”
“Why is she my daughter when she’s done something mischievous?”
I raise my eyebrow at her as I take my shirt off.
“You love it.”
“I do,” I agree, walking across the plush carpet to our bed. “Are you finally settled in?”
She bites her lip as she wiggles under the covers and nods. “I can’t believe we’re finally spending the night in our new house.”