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Once we’re home and parked, he practically drags me through the house to our bathroom, then sets the tests on the counter next to the toilet. “Okay, Jussie, do your thing.”

“Sebastian! I can’t pee on command, for fuck’s sake.”

“Do you need me to go grab some water or something?” he asks. I’d laugh but he’s being serious.

“How about this, I’ll take them when I have to go, okay?” He seems disappointed that I can’t pee at will, but I’m not built like that.

“I guess if you can’t go now that’s what we’ll have to do,” he mutters. “I’m going to get you some water anyhow.” I start giggling and he shoots me a smirk. “Okay, so I’m a bit excited at the thought you might be pregnant. Sue me.”

* * *

Several hours later,we’re camped out in the bathroom waiting for the timer on his phone to go off. I managed to pee on three different sticks thanks to the three bottles of water he pushed on me. “Are you nervous?” I ask.

“Not really. We’re not wet behind the ears kids or anything. We’ve got good paying jobs, we’re well-established, and if you are, it’ll just add more love to our lives.”

When the timer finally goes off, we walk over to the counter. I have my eyes closed because what if I’m not? “Just tell me,” I plead as he wraps his arms around me from behind. “I can’t look.”

“Open your eyes, Jussie. We’re doing this together, remember?” he whispers in my ear.

“Fine,” I grumble. When I see that each test shows I’m pregnant, I slump against him slightly. “Holy shit, Sebastian! We’re going to be parents!” Equal parts elation and fear course through me. What do I know about being a mom? I mean, I’ve got a great one as an example, but because of my livelihood, I’ve never really been around babies. I didn’t babysit growing up and until Hadley, little kids were not on my radar.

Without saying a word, he turns me and captures my lips with his. Soon, the results of the tests are a memory as passion flares between us. We don’t even make it to the bed. No, before I know it, he has my lower half stripped down and his jeans down around his thighs and he’s driving into me, my legs wrapped around his waist. “We’re getting married,” he states as he thrusts into me, hitting my G-spot and causing me to throw my head back. “As soon as possible too. You and the baby will have my last name,” he asserts.

“Telling me instead of asking?” I tease, panting.

“Both, actually,” he retorts, adding a swivel to his hips that has me seeing stars. I’m not sure how he manages it, but he applies pressure to my clit, and I feel my pussy clamp down on his dick as I keen out his name. “Jussie!” he roars, following behind me.

“Talk about a quickie,” I say as we try to catch our breath.

“Let’s get cleaned up then go celebrate some more,” he suggests, removing the rest of my clothes then his.

“I like that idea.”

* * *

Later,much later, as he lays wrapped around me sleeping, I think about how much my life has changed since he decided to go for it and make us a couple. I have everything I’ve ever wanted right here and now. Adding a baby to the mix is like finding an extra cherry at the bottom of a milkshake. Unexpected but excited. “I promise we’ll be the best parents possible,” I whisper into the darkness, my hand covering his where it cups my flat belly.

Chapter Thirteen

Sebastian

“I think this will work,don’t you?” I ask Justine as we search for small venues to hold our wedding. Jacey is helping as well, but the ones she typically uses are booked until next spring and I know my woman will want to ‘look good’ in her dress, not like a ‘pregnant whale’ which is what she said when I was okay with waiting until then. I did actually propose, with her family in attendance, at a Sunday family dinner. My hearing is still not right; the women’s shrieks should’ve busted the windows out. After a lot of discussion, we decided on something small and intimate, family and a few close friends only. She’s spent so much time in the limelight that she doesn’t want her private life to be fodder for the paparazzi and glad rags.

“I like it,” she replies. “Dash is beside himself at being able to create my dress. Of course, Hadley is getting another ‘princess’ dress to wear.”

“As if I expect anything less for her.”

She giggles and says, “He’s making one for Annabelle too.”

“Her doll?” I question.

“Yes. Apparently, she and Annabelle are co-flower girls.” I burst into laughter at the image she just gave me.

“Well, if nothing else, we’ll have great memories, right?” I ask.

“I’ve got the best memories with you already,” she whispers.

“Same, pretty girl. Life with you is going to be my greatest adventure, one I look forward to every single day.”

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