Page 63 of Second Chance with Seth

“As long as you are… and as long as you promise you’ll never let anyone come between us ever again, because… because I’ve missed you,” she says, her eyes glistening. “I’ve missed the way you used to make me feel.”

“How’s that?” I ask, wondering what we’re talking about now. “How did I make you feel?”

“Safe,” she says simply. “I haven’t felt safe since you left.”

“Then feel safe, babe.”

I dip my head, my lips meeting hers, and within a blink, she ignites in my arms, her hands clinging to my shoulders, her moans echoing around the space between us. I remember to hold her up as her knees weaken, and I deepen the kiss, rolling my hips into hers, groaning as she squirms in to me.

“You’re still too much,” I growl, lifting her into my arms. She wraps her legs around me, and I carry her to the couch, sitting down in the corner. Everly straddles me, edging forward and rocking against my cock, as I sit back and feel something hard and uncomfortable pressing into my ass. “What the…?” I sit forward slightly and reach behind me, pulling out a toy. It’s shaped like an elephant’s head, but with a ring attached at the bottom that’s filled with beads. “What’s this?” I ask.

“It’s a rattle.”

Everly takes it from me and gives it a shake, demonstrating her point, before she throws it to the other end of the couch.

“Guess I must have missed that when I was clearing up.”

“Looks that way.”

I grab her ass, pulling her closer as I sit back again, and she nestles against me.

“Can I ask you something?” I say and she looks up, nodding her head. “I didn’t wanna say anything before, but I need to know, what it was like when you found out you were pregnant.”

“Terrifying,” she says, sitting up again, although I keep a firm grip on her ass so she can’t move away.

“Sorry,” I whisper, overwhelmed with guilt that I wasn’t here for her.

“I thought we were done with apologies.”

“Evidently not.” I glance over toward the bathroom. “Did you… Did you do the test here?”

“Yes.”

“On your own?”

“Of course. I didn’t hold a party.”

“I know, but I wondered if you’d asked someone else to be here with you… someone like Laurel, maybe?”

“No. I was fairly sure the result would be positive…”

“Because you were always so regular?”

“Exactly. I was four days late by the time I realized, so it didn’t take a genius to work it out… and I certainly didn’t want any witnesses, other than you.” She lowers her head as she murmurs those last few words, but I raise my hand, placing my finger beneath her chin and lifting it upward until our eyes meet.

“And you didn’t think about calling me? I mean, I get that I should have been the one to call you, but…”

“Of course I thought about calling you, Seth. I thought about it before I bought the test, while I was doing it, and afterwards, when it said I was pregnant, and I was sitting on the floor outside the bathroom, trying to work out what the hell I was supposed to do. Even though I half expected it, I was still in shock, and I was desperate to hear your voice… desperate tofeel safe.” I pull her a little closer, and she lets me. “But I was so scared you’d only come back because we’d made a baby, not because you wanted me.”

“I wanted you so much, babe. I wanted you all the time.”

“And now?” she says.

“I want you more than ever, and I love you so much, I’m struggling to breathe.”

I lean forward, brushing my lips against hers, and she grabs my cheeks between her hands, holding my head still, heating our kiss as her fingers delve back into my hair. I grind my hips up, pulling her onto me at the same time, and she writhes against me, her breasts crushed against my chest. Her tongue flickers with mine as I move my hands to her hips, taking control and rolling them back and forth, creating a frenzied rhythm between us. She’s breathing hard, and I suck on her bottom lip as she tugs at my hair.

It’s no good. We either need to stop or get naked. Now.

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