Page 101 of Living for Truth
“You don’t want to look around more? Design one yourself?” I clarify, just to make sure she’s getting exactly what she wants.
She shakes her head, then freezes and places a hand on her belly. “The girls agree with me. That’s the one.”
“They kicked just now?” I place my hand next to hers, willing them to do it again.
“Yeah, they did. I think that’s a good sign.”
“I think so, too, Butterfly. I’ll get Gemma and Joseph to come out here and see if this one is available.”
I leave Hannah, ring the bell, and Gemma comes out immediately.
“Are you ready to design your ring?” she asks brightly.
“I think my fiancée would like one of the ones already made, if it’s available.”
“Oh! Sure, let’s take a look.”
We walk over to the case, and Gemma unlocks it. She takes out the ring Hannah pointed to and slides over the little box it’s in.
Gemma explains it’s a lab grown peach champagne stone, and the halo of diamonds are lab grown as well.
Hannah takes the ring and carefully inspects it, then hands it over to me. It’s stunning and definitely something I would love to see on Hannah’s finger.
“There’s a matching band, as well, if that’s something you’re interested in,” Gemma says.
“Yes, we’re interested. What do you think—is this the ring?” I ask Hannah, who grins as she nods.
“I’ll grab my notepad and keyring to measure so we can resize both,” Gemma says, then shuffles to the back.
“Are you sure this isn’t too much money? I’d be okay with a $50 ring from Etsy,” Hannah whispers.
“Nothing is too much for you, Butterfly. Besides, I want you to love your ring. Not just be okay with it. You’ll be wearing it for a long, long time.”
Gemma comes back, measures Hannah’s finger, and tells me it should be done in about a week.
“Wait, where is Aly?” Hannah asks as we pull into the driveway after picking up dinner.
“She’s sleeping over at Alice’s house so we can have some alone time. It was her idea to take you ring shopping.”
Aly told me I needed to hurry up and get a ring for Hannah so she doesn’t change her mind about getting married. Not that I was worried that would happen, but she was right.
“That’s so nice of her. I think we should hit up the last farmer’s market on Sunday so we can spend some time with her, too.”
God, I love this woman. I love how easily she’s integrated into mine and Aly’s lives and how she loves Aly like she’s her own.
“That’s a great idea, Butterfly. You’ve had a long day, so let’s get you into bed.”
We make our way upstairs with Bean and Bagel hot on Hannah’s heels. Bean refuses to leave her alone, I think he knows she’s pregnant and wants to protect the babies. Bagel is less concerned about Hannah but still cuddles up to her belly whenever she’s sitting down.
I can’t wait until Bean is cuddling her stomach and one of the babies kicks him in the head. I don’t think he’ll hurt Hannah, but he’ll be pissed for sure.
I corral the cats out of the bedroom, much to their dismay. Then, joining Hannah in the bathroom, I take the time to help her wash off her makeup, then shampoo and condition her hair. She lets me clean her body with a washcloth, and I quickly run through my showerroutine, ignoring the way my cock throbs from touching her soft body.
I hop out and dry myself off before helping her out of the shower and drying her off. She goes through her skincare routine, and we brush our teeth before she dresses in one of those goddamn nightgowns, and I slip on a pair of boxers before I hop into bed and settle behind her under the covers.
I know she’s probably tired from the day's activities, so I’m not expecting her to scoot her ass into my crotch and wiggle it back and forth across my erection.
“Hannah,” I groan. “You can’t be rubbing that sexy ass on me, or I’m going to think you want me to fuck you.”
