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“Or I would love another little boy like Blaise too.” Saying his name makes me sit up and look at Rem. “Oh my God, Blaise is going make the best big brother.” I throw my arms around the back of Rem’s neck and hug him with such excitement.

Who would have thought I would be the first to have a baby between me and Tori. She is going to be happy for me, and I doubt she’ll be jealous. She’s out there loving her life, conquering the world, one hotel at a time, oh and a haunted castle, we can’t forget that. I have no doubt she will have children, just not yet. There is time for her when she is ready.

“Shit, the wedding, I’m not going to fit into my dress. I’ll have to tell Tori. She’s going to kill me.” Not sure a pregnant best friend was what she was counting on in her wedding photos. I did tell her we would need a cloth sac for me to wear, and now I might be right.

“You are delirious. She is going to be screaming with excitement and will just find you another dress. I can’t imagine you will be that big in another three months’ time. Not that I know anything about pregnancy, which sounds weird for the father of a five-year-old.” I can see a little twinge of sadness in Rem’s face for all the time he missed in Blaise’s life, but to be honest, I’m not sure he would have been ready when he was born. His instinct would have been to just throw money at the problem and move on with life.

As sad as it is that Blaise lost his mother, the universe knew exactly the right time to bring him into our life, and I will always be grateful to Camille for the gift she gave us both that brought us together.

“Is it selfish of me to not want to tell Tori just yet? Let this special news just be ours for a little while.” Slowly letting go of Rem, I sit back slightly to look at him.

“Not at all, but can I ask one thing?” he asks, a smile on his face as he places both his hands on my cheeks. “Can it only be for a few days? I don’t think any of us in our circle can cope with big secrets anymore.” His lips softly touching mine brings butterflies to my stomach and that tingle he gives me running through my nerves.

As he sits back smiling, I know there is more in his mind now, because that is not an “I love you so much” smile. It’s the “I want to bury myself inside you and I’m just deciding where I want to take you” smile.

“We have an hour to celebrate, so move that sexy ass of yours upstairs onto our bed. I’ve heard pregnancy hormones make women horny. Let’s test out that theory.” He pushes me off his lap and onto my feet. But before I have time to start walking, he picks me up and throws me over his shoulder.

“Rem, stop, I’m too heavy,” I squeal as he starts storming up the stairs like he is on a mission.

“Do you hear me complaining? Even when you are fully pregnant, I’ll still carry you. That’s my job, to carry the load for you.”

I know he is trying to be sweet, but there is no way he will be lifting me when I weigh another nine pounds for the baby and every extra pound I put on too. He’s dreaming.

“Oh God, you are going to be one of those overprotective boyfriends and fathers, aren’t you. You’ll treat me like glass and won’t let me or the baby out of your sight.” I laugh as he places me down in our bedroom, his hands on my waist and wearing the most serious look, his forehead in lines and his lips straight.

“Yes,” is all he replies, looking at me and waiting for me to complain, but I can’t do that to him.

“Good. I’m looking forward to feeling your love through the way you protect your family… even if it will be a bit overbearing, but I’m sure we will cope.”

“Lucky. Because you know there will be no choice, right? It’s who I am.” Rem’s hands move to my shirt and start to undo the buttons.

“I wouldn’t want you any other way.” I kiss him again as he continues to get me naked, and all talking ceases as he has me screaming his name and forgetting my own.

Life with Rem is precious, beautiful, and full of grand orgasms, and I wouldn’t change it for the world.

3 Months Later - The Wedding

REMINGTON

Flying into Australia for the wedding was a challenge, getting everyone out of the office but more so out of the country at the same time. But what the boss, or should I say bosses want, the bosses get.

Flynn and Forrest will fly home the day after the wedding, then we’ve planned for the jet to come back for us so I can spend a few days relaxing in the sun with my two and a half special people. It will be the first time we have holidayed together, and I’m looking forward to a few days of turning off work. Not that I’m ever completely detached but as much as I can be, and luckily, Elouise totally understands that. Especially with the charity getting off the ground shortly and the fitting out on the new building almost complete, there are decisions that need to be made that just can’t wait.

Cherie and Elouise have become so close, and when you add Tori into the mix, it’s a wild time. Cherie was invited to the wedding but decided to stay and supervise the construction, while she also has some clients she didn’t want to leave just yet, until we have other staff trained up to take the load off her. While my life has changed so much, it certainly has for her too.

Yesterday was a day that not only will I have imprinted on my brain, but the photos that I couldn’t stop taking will be memories for us to look back at, and I already know which one I’m framing for my office at home. Sitting on the sand, camera in my hand, I watched El in her bikini that she looked amazing in, with her precious pregnant belly on show and Blaise kept coming up to her and kissing it, while she was soaking up the sun on our growing little baby. She was still hesitant to wear it, but after a few whispered words on what it does to me seeing her in it and the rewards that will come later tonight, she was parading around our villa at the resort like a runway model as I cheered her on, laughing together. I love those precious stolen moments we get. Just simple but full of love.

And now we have made it, and it’s a perfect sunny day for a beach wedding, on the same beach that Nic proposed to Tori on. A place that is special to him and the memory of his dad. The music starts, and looking to the back of the crowd, I’m smiling hard at the vision in front of me. Not sure Tori and Nic ever planned on having a page boy in their wedding party, but watching Blaise walking down the aisle holding El’s hand brings tears to my eyes, and I don’t cry, well, rarely. Dressed in his little bone-colored shorts, a white shirt, and a brown bow tie, kicking his bare feet in the sand, he is so damn cute. Makes me proud of the boy he is growing up to be.

Escorting him is his mama El, which he asked if he could start calling her now. She has her own baby inside that is just for Blaise, well, that’s what he keeps telling everyone. Between hormones and the immense happiness it brought her, El was so overwhelmed. However, she insisted he call her Mama El, not wanting to take anything away from Camille. She has the biggest heart, and I’m so grateful she has chosen to share it with us both.

Elouise on the other hand is far from cute. The bigger her belly grows, the more beautiful she looks. The olive-green dress she is wearing, that can barely contain her ever-expanding plump breasts, flows so softly over her tiny baby bump, and I just wonder how I got so lucky.

I was never going to be in a relationship, have a family, or settle down my crazy adrenaline-filled lifestyle. Yet I haven’t felt the need to go on one daredevil trip since I told Elouise how much I loved her, and then she dropped the bombshell we were expecting a baby. She made me promise I wouldn’t do anything to put myself in danger. I told her I couldn’t guarantee that in my job, but that for the time being, I would stop purposefully picking things to do that make my blood rush. After a heated discussion, we agreed that was the rule for now, but I reserved the right to revisit it later. She doesn’t want to change who I am, but I understand her fear of losing me and obviously the fear of Blaise losing another parent. Luckily, the new dirt bike I ordered for Blaise hasn’t arrived yet, so I haven’t had to get through that argument yet.

The week after we found out about the baby, I paid the deposit on an estate near Nic and Tori’s place in the countryside. El just laughed at me, knowing full well I had been thinking about it for a while. I wasn’t waiting because I want it renovated and the security system and office fully functional by the time the baby is born. We can then escape to the country to be alone and take time to find our feet as a family of four.

But I didn’t promise El that I would wrap Blaise up in bubble wrap either. He’s a boy and needs room to just be a healthy, adventurous terror, just like I was. My parents laughed and said it was payback for what they went through with me, much to Elouise’s dismay. She proclaimed it’s not fair that she has to endure the payback too.

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