Page 30 of Dirty Girl

“Oh, look at me,” she titters. “I told myself I wouldn’t do this.”

Bill releases Jenson’s hand after a firm handshake and wraps his arm around his wife’s shoulders. Pulling her in close, he presses a kiss to her temple. “I don’t know who you think you’re fooling with that tough act.”

I laugh at that, because it’s true. Nora is tough-as-nails and she’s proven that she’s got a protective streak a mile wide when it comes to me, but in reality, she’s a big softy.

“This isn’t a real goodbye,” I remind them. “You’ll be heading our way in just a couple weeks.”

Nora and Bill offered to drive my car out to California since there is no way I can sit that long with this huge belly. Jenson has tried to convince me over and over that my pregnant body is even sexier than my non-pregnant body, which made my hormones go crazy—first with tears that he wouldn’t be attracted to me after I give birth, and then again when Jenson explained in explicit detail all the ways he’ll fuck me after I have the baby. His words made me so horny, I could’ve crawled out of my skin.

“I know. I know. It’s just you’ve become like a daughter to me,” Nora confesses.

I’ve done a good job at keeping a firm grip on my emotions today, but that has just gone right out the window. Through my tears, I stumble into Nora’s arms. My heart is swelling in my chest for this new family I’ve gained. I went from completely alone in the world to having a fiancé, a mother and father figure, and a baby on the way.

While they’ll never replace my parents, Nora and Bill’s love and support means the world to me. I’m so thankful for everything they’ve done for me. I’ll never be able to repay the kindness they’ve shown. I tearfully pull away from Nora, knowing that it’s time to leave.

My gaze lands on Jenson. Bill has him pulled a little to the side and they are talking in hushed tones. I’m not sure what they are discussing, but it appears to be serious. Jenson gives Bill another firm handshake as they separate. I wouldn’t be surprised if a threat of bodily harm was part of that manly send off.

“Call me when you land,” Nora reminds us for the hundredth time.

Jenson leans down and kisses Nora’s cheek. “I’ll make sure she calls you right away.”

I giggle at how she goes on about handsome young flirts. Bill just smiles and rolls his eyes at his wife’s antics.

Jenson helps me up into my seat and kisses my lips sweetly as he clicks my seatbelt into place. With one final tearful goodbye, we’re on our way to the airport and our future.

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