Page 81 of Interception

“I’m too sore now, and my knees are raw from our sex on roller skates.” Kill me now. “Just stand up.”

I reluctantly pull out, cursing the universe for my eternal blue balls. Zee doesn’t give me a chance to catch my breath. She takes my aching erection into her mouth, her lips sliding up and down the length of me, her tongue swirling over the tip of my cock.

“Holy fuck.” I last all of about three seconds before she milks me for all I’m worth. I crash over the edge, my orgasm ripping through my body like a tsunami of pent-up frustration. The dam has burst, and I find sweet release, roaring my wife’s name. “Zee, baby, oh my God! Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.”

A cry rings out through the baby monitor.

“I think your screaming orgasm just woke the babies.”

“Is it wrong if I say it was totally worth it? I swear you’re even hotter than before.” She looks up at me, still on her knees, naked and oh so stunning.

“Thank you for making me feel desirable again. For reminding me I can be sexy,” she says, reaching for her clothes to go see to the boys.

I crouch down, pressing my lips to hers. “I’m always going to desire you, Zee. You’re the love of my life.”

Epilogue

Zee

The night I ended up on Cooper Danford’s doorstep changed my whole world. I never expected a weekend roll in the hay to turn into forever. As much as I fought him every step of the way, Coop got under my skin. He burrowed his way into my heart and wouldn’t let go. Now, I have a husband and two kids, and a life I never knew I wanted.

Our little family of four is the center of my world, and I wouldn’t change a thing. It took me a long time to let Coop love me and to let myself love him in return. It’s not easy to open yourself up to someone when you’ve grown up knowing that the people who brought you into the world didn’t really want you.

The irony of my path isn’t lost on me. When I fought against my feelings for Coop, the universe saw fit to test my heart and soul. Kids weren’t on my radar. I suppose that’s not strictly true. They were very much on my radar as something I never wanted. I didn’t think I was capable or worthy of being a mother. The thought that I could make another human being feel the way my mom made me feel growing up scared me to death. And yet, the moment I saw those positive pregnancy tests, I knew I’d keep the baby—babies as it turned out.

I certainly wasn’t prepared for Coop being all in with me after such a short space of time, or that I would end up proposing to him. If you’d told me even six months before that day, I’d have bet my apartment on the fact that I would never get married.

Life has been pretty amazing over the past few months. Aiden and Blake are finally sleeping through the night. Coop and I survived the sleep deprivation and came out the other side stronger. We may have aged a good five years each, but we made it through.

I’ve always been confident in my own skin, guarded with my heart, but not with my body. I didn’t realize how much stock I put in being young and hot. Losing that confidence during the pregnancy and even more so afterward knocked me for six. Staring in the mirror and seeing someone you don’t recognize is hard.

Coop never faltered—not once. Seeing myself through his eyes helped me embrace the woman I’ve become in a less-than-perfect body. If anything, he seems more aroused by me now than he was before. If the boys are asleep, Coop’s ready to get down and dirty.

I’m not going to lie. I was happy to get the babies sleeping in their own room and out of our bedroom. It’s hard to get your freak on when you’re bunking with two kids. Even that small milestone has had a huge impact on Coop and me. We’ve been able to physically reconnect, and little by little, I’ve embraced my inner sex siren again. It’s a tough job being the woman to sate every sexual desire of a Titan, but someone’s got to do it, right?

Coop’s mom decided to move closer, so she could watch the boys growing up, which has been amazing. Between her, Faith, and Hunter, we have a great support network. I went back to work part-time, but I’m not sure that’s going to last long. Life is hectic and wonderful.

I took the boys to meet my parents, and they said all the right things that grandparents should, but they don’t want to make space in their lives for us, and I’m okay with it. It was for my benefit, not theirs—I wanted my mom to see that I’m nothing like her.

Tonight is our six-month anniversary, and Coop insisted that we go out for dinner on a proper date with no babies. His mom is watching the boys, and I’ve glammed up and poured myself into a dress I know Coop will love. We were going to have dinner with Faith and Hunter, but I called her earlier and told her I needed some alone time with my husband.

On the car ride to the restaurant, I can tell Coop is hot for my dress. He can’t keep his hands to himself, and I love it. He’s definitely getting lucky tonight, and he knows it. By the time we reach our destination, I think both of us would gladly sneak off to a hotel and have super-loud sex all night.

When we’ve ordered our meals, and the waiter has brought us drinks, Coop reaches into his jacket pocket. “I got you a gift. I know it’s only six months, but I wasn’t going to wait a year, so I hope you like it.”

He has a blue Tiffany box in his hand, and when he opens it, a huge diamond engagement ring just about blinds me, it sparkles so much. “Coop…”

“I know, I know. You’re not flashy, and we’re already married, but you never gave me the chance to propose.”

“Are you sad about it?”

“Are you kidding me? You asking me to marry you was perfect. I knew you weren’t doing it out of obligation or because you felt you should say yes to me because of the twins. It meant so much more, knowing how hard you fought against falling in love with me.”

“We’re not exactly into doing things the traditional route, are we?”

“No, ma’am. So, I feel pretty good about giving you an engagement ring after the wedding. At least I know you’re not going to turn me down. If you don’t like the ring, we can change it.”

“It’s beautiful, Coop.”