Page 152 of What About Us
“Holy shit, babe. You look hot as fuck,” I say, stepping closer to her and running a hand over her hip, giving it an appreciative squeeze.
“Me?” she says, taking in my charcoal-colored suit with heated eyes. She wraps her arms around my neck. “I’m gonna have to beat bitches off you with a stick.”
I shoot her a grin and chuckle into that space between her jaw and shoulder. “And which bitches would those be? My sisters and Mrs. Brewer?”
She huffs out a light laugh. “We’ve gotta have a serious talk about your fascination with Mrs. Brewer.”
I smirk and tug her gently against me by the waist.
She gazes up at me and asks sweetly, “Will you zip me up?”
“Of course.” I turn her in my arms and drop a kiss to her exposed shoulder. I trail my fingers down her bare spine, all the way to the top of her tiny black thong. She shivers and moans lightly when I give it a little tug.
“Do we have time?” I whisper against the shell of her ear, then nuzzle into her neck.
She hums and tugs my arms around her waist from behind, turning her face into my neck and breathing me in. The action has goosebumps breaking out over my skin and my dick thickening behind my zipper.
“Not unless you want a certain dark-haired beauty to come pounding down our door,” she says breathlessly as my hand makes its way across both of her tits, kneading and teasing her sensitive nipples to harden under my fingers.
“Daddy!” Paige hollers impatiently. “Mama!Come on!”
I catch Finn’s eye in the full-length mirror in front of us. She chuckles while I groan.
Our daughter is not a patient child, but I don’t think Finnley will ever get over hearing Paige call hermama. And while Tristen doesn’t call often, she is stillMommy, and Finn isMama.
I kind of love that she uses the same endearment for Finn that Finn used with her own mom. My heart had just about beat out of my chest the first time I heard her say it without Finn’s name attached to it, and Finn had to excuse herself to the bathroom to have a good cry. We were at the ranch having dinner with the whole family about a month after Tristen left, and I swear everyone was beaming when she said it.
We haven’t told anyone about the baby yet, but as soon as we’re well into the second trimester, or Finn starts showing, we will. Paige will be a great big sister. It wasn’t something we planned, but we were both so happy when we found out. Technically, neither one of us should have been surprised because I cannot get enough of my wife and make it a point to get her naked every chance I get.
I drop another kiss to Finn’s shoulder and slowly zip up her dress. She steps into her heels, and I swipe up my jacket. Then, we head downstairs, where Paige is waiting in her bright red dress. The top is some kind of silky material, and the skirt is made of layers and layers of tulle just like a tutu, except it reaches the floor.
“We’re gonna miss the wedding,” she scolds.
“Keep your pants on, Pipsqueak,” I say, booping her nose with a smile before straightening my cufflinks. “They can’t have the wedding without the flower girl.”
“Yes,they can, and I’m not wearing pants, Daddy,” she says, tapping the toe of her patent leather shoe with a serious look on her face.
“Come on, sweet girl,” Finn says with a wry smile. She helps Paige into her wool peacoat before putting on her own matching one. “You’re gonna be the prettiest girl there.”
I can’t help but feel a bit emotional as I watch them. How the fuck I got so lucky is beyond me. I’ve got a gorgeous wife, a beautiful daughter, and a baby on the way. Along with a new bar I’ll be renovating in the spring, and as soon as the snow clears out, Hutch’s framing crew will start on our new home just east of Hank and Wren’s place.
“My girls ready?” I ask, shrugging into my coat.
“Oh, shoot, my necklace,” Finn says, laying a hand on her bare neck. Her diamond ring and wedding band sparkle with the movement.
“I’ll grab it,” I tell her.
“Thank you, Huddy,” she says. “It’s right next to the sink.”
I nod and take the stairs two at a time. Once in the bathroom, I scoop her necklace up from the counter and head back downstairs.
She turns her back to me so I can put it on her.
“Can wegonow?” Paige asks impatiently, making Finn laugh.
I shoot her a wink and we head out.
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