Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27186 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 136(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27186 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 136(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
As I pull into the long driveway that leads to Caleb’s home, relief floods my soul and my heart expands with joy because no matter what, a baby is a blessing. Even if Caleb’s surprised, he’s a good father and would never shirk his responsibilities. Everything’s going to be alright and I smile, my heart pounding with joy. Now, I just have to tell my man the good news, and then the next chapter of our lives will begin.
8
Caleb
I’m standing at my upstairs study window, gazing out across my yard when Lori’s car pulls into the driveway a bit unsteadily. I frown because usually she’s such a careful driver that I’ve even had her chauffeur Weston around to different activities. So for her to be drifting a bit seems out of character. But I exhale with relief when she turns off the ignition, the vehicle fully stopped.
Then I watch as my woman clambers out of the vehicle, wearing a huge smile. Hmm, interesting.
A smile combined with excited driving usually means something good, I rationalize. I wonder what she’s got up her sleeve?
As she approaches, I take a moment to observe the gorgeous girl. Lori’s entrancing, with her wild brown locks and an infectious sense of humor. Her curves are sexy as fuck and her brain even sexier. On top of all of that, Lori is one of the sweetest people I’ve ever met. She has so much patience with Weston and so much affection for me.
Damn, I’m a lucky man, I muse as I make my way downstairs to meet her at the front door. I’d love to put a baby in her.
But then I stop short because what the hell am I thinking? But I know exactly where this is going because it’s not the first time I’ve had this thought. In fact, the more I spend time with Lori, the more I crave putting a baby in her belly. I’d love to see her grow soft and round, her tummy bulging with my child inside. It makes me feel possessive, yet it’s one hundred percent right too. This woman belongs to me.
Just as quickly, I shake my head at my irrational thinking. I’ve promised myself to never pressure Lori into anything, so despite my intense desire to plant my seed deep within her, such a decision has to be her choice, and done on her timeline too. After all, I’m jumping the gun. Lori’s only twenty, so she has years ahead of her to grow and explore. Being saddled with a baby might be last on her list of priorities.
Yet, I hope she wants to be a mother one day, with me as the father. I hope she wants to have children, and I know I’d love to have a baby daughter with Lori’s big brown eyes and infectious smile. The two ladies of my life would be my pride and joy, and the source of all happiness.
My head still spinning, I reach the entryway and unlock the front door.
“Hi sweetheart,” I manage in a somewhat normal voice. “What are you doing here? I thought you weren’t coming over until tomorrow.”
The curvy girl doesn’t say a word, merely entering the foyer with a ridiculously large smile on her plush pout.
“What is it?” I try again, trying to discern her mood. Oddly, she’s holding a jar of green liquid in one hand. “What is that?” I ask, nodding to the weird accoutrement.
She winks at me.
“I’ll tell you in just a sec. Can I sit?”
“Yes, of course,” I growl, ushering her from the hallway into the front sitting room. We each find a chair and take seats, but Lori gets up again almost immediately. She starts pacing, still holding the bottle of green liquid carefully in both hands as the contents slosh around inside. Seriously, it looks like a science experiment gone wrong given the bright lime color.
“Honey?” I prompt in a low voice. “Is everything okay?”
Lori takes a deep breath before spinning to look at me.
“I’m sorry to barge in like this,” she begins. I interrupt.
“You’re not barging in,” I reassure her. “You belong here, honey. This is practically your home now, you’re here so often.” It’s true too because Lori spends most nights here, getting up in the morning to go to class before coming home again in the evenings. We spend time together as a family before the cycle starts all over the next day, but I love it. I ravish the beautiful brunette each night, and often wake her up in the grey light of dawn to own that curvy body again. Plus, it’s just nice to be together, and suddenly, I realize that these have been some of the happiest months of my life. But Lori turns to me, urgency in her eyes.
“It’s just, I need to talk to you about something important and it can’t wait.”