Page 51 of Zac

“Oh my God! Yes!” she screams.

“Let go, baby.” I push upward into her deeper and hold her hips as I too ignite. “Fuck I swear it feels better and better every fucking time. You blow my mind, Presley.”

Rotating our bodies I lay mine over hers and kiss her neck, placing my hand over her belly.

She is just starting to show, a small bump that can still be hidden by clothes. It’s amazing to watch, knowing there is a piece of me growing inside of her. I’m still blown away every time I think about it.

I am in awe of this woman.

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“We can put the bathtub here.” Sam points to the corner. “The toilet here, with the sink right next to it.” He moves around the room telling me the plans. “It won’t be big but you said it’s more for the kids so I figure you don’t want it real big.”

“Plus it will take space away from the bedrooms,” Jake adds holding a tape measure and marking out the layout. “Each room will be decent sized, each having entry to the bathroom. With it being in the middle we can do back-to-back closets here.” Using chalk he maps out the space. “You still sure you want to completely close off the space?”

“I want it to be open without taking away from privacy,” I say with my hands on my hips. “The last thing I need is for either kid to walk into our bedroom when we are going at it. Not something any kid should ever see.”

“That ain’t no shit,” Oliver says with a laugh joining us.

I have all the guys here today helping. We’d planned to get the walls up, and then tomorrow start working on the sheetrock. I wanted everything done before the baby came. I also wanted to give Grayson a real room instead of the fort in the living room. Though I am more than positive we’ll be putting the fort in his bedroom.

Truth is, Presley has yet to get all her things settled. I hope giving Grayson his own space will be what it takes for her to do the same.

“Hello.” I turn around to find Presley walking up the stairs holding a twelve pack. “I brought beer and pizza,” she adds just as Bree, Luna, and Ror follow behind each one of them holding something in their hands.

The ladies lay everything out, make sure all the guys have a beer in hand and I make my way over to Presley. She is holding her side, a cringe on her face and letting out a slow breath.

“You okay?”

“Yeah.” She waves me off. “I’m good just a little indigestion.”

I watch her, seeing her cringe once again. “Babe, that isn’t indigestion, are you hurting?”

“It’s okay.”

“This isn’t the time to be stubborn.” I guide her away from the group. “Will you please let me in on this? What’s going on?”

“My side’s been hurting,” she finally confesses. She is still holding her right side. Breathing evenly, she’s trying to hold back the uncomfortableness she is obviously feeling. “I probably just ate something that didn’t agree with me. I feel a little nauseous.”

“Do we need to call the doctor?”

“No, I’ll be fine.” Presley offers me a kiss and then tries to step around me.

“Will you at least lay down and rest for a little bit?”

Running her fingers over my jaw she smiles at me. “Will you stop worrying.”

I let her walk away and back to the group. It’s not like I can tackle her and make her lay down. Even though I’d love nothing more than to tie her to the bed, and not for pleasure.

I make my way back to the construction zone and notice the way Aurora looks at me, with concern. I glance at Presley then back to Ror, then point to my side.

“What?” she mouths.

“Hurting,” I mouth back then point to my side then back to Presley. When I see the moment Aurora gets it, I nod.

“Presley,” she says loud enough that everyone in the room stops talking. Aurora doesn’t do anything quietly. She isn’t subtle, she doesn’t care if there is an audience or what those in that audience may think. “Would you mind explaining to me why you are sitting there pretending you aren’t in pain?”

“Seriously?” Presley looks at me. “Did you honestly just sic my cousin on me?”

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