Page 72 of The Jackpot Screwer
“Come on, Lollipop,” I said, grabbing hold of her hand. “Let’s go.”
“I think you’re making a big mistake,” Dwayne said and pointed at Mani. “That dog will never be trained if you don’t see this through and change your attitudes.”
I held tight to her hand as Bronte made her move. “Nope, honey. Come on.” We began to move away and just before we did, Mani gave a growl and a bark in Dwayne’s direction.
“You see,” he called after us. “It’s wild.”
Once we reached my truck, I figured it was finally safe to let go of my hold on Bronte.
“What a douche.” She threw her hands into the air. “I am so sorry I said we had to go to him. He has no idea.” She stooped down and picked Mani up, even though he was getting way too heavy. “How could he say you’re not our baby.”
“Okay, Lollipop, he’s too big for that. Give him to me.” I pulled him into my arms and rubbed his belly before putting him back on the floor.
“I am sorry, baby.” Bronte wrapped her arms around me and rested her cheek against my chest. “I thought…”
She trailed off and when she didn’t continue, I pulled back to get a better look at her.
“What is it, Lollipop? What did you think?”
Big blue eyes looked up at me through her hair, the blues and pinks were much paler now and had her original blonde mixed in. It was a gorgeous watercolor rainbow framing her beautiful features. There was worry etched there and I couldn’t believe that it was all over a dog trainer.
“This isn’t just about training Mani, is it?
“What if we can’t look after a baby? What if Mani is about as much as we can handle?” She chewed on her bottom lip. “I’m excited and scared to death in equal measures.”
The exhale I made was one of relief. My shoulders sagged as I held her closer. “God, I’m so glad you feel the same the way. I thought you had this, that it was just me who felt out of their depth. But you know what,” I said, dropping a kiss to her forehead. “I know we’ll be good because we’re doing it together. In any case, muddling along isn’t a bad way to bring up a kid you know.”
She laughed softly and let out a long breath, her fingertips pushing into my back. “Poor kid.”
Dropping my hand to her stomach, I gave it a gentle rub. “We’ll figure it out. This baby is going to be loved, the rest will just follow.”
As I went to move my hand something stopped me. Bronte looked up at me and grinned.
“You feel that?” she asked.
“Shit.” My eyes went wide as I looked down at Bronte’s stomach and willed it to move again. “That’s amazing.”
“He’s been real lazy and should have moved before, maybe a week or so ago. Then I felt something for the first time this morning when you were in the shower.”
I took a step back and felt my blood run cold. Ice in my veins. “You told me you felt something two weeks ago. Why did you say that?”
She shrugged and placed her hand on top of mine. “I thought it might be and then when it didn’t happen again, I wondered if it was gas. I mentioned it to Dr. Baskin at my last appointment but when he did the sonogram, he said he had a strong heartbeat and was just a little lazy.”
“Wait, he said ‘he’?”
“Well actually no, he was careful to say ‘it’.” Curling up on her toes, she kissed me. “But I think it might be a boy. I think that super sperm of yours made us a blue one.”
“I don’t really care, Lollipop.” Letting out a shaky breath I hugged her closer. “Whatever, boy or girl, I’m going to love it with all my heart and will spend my life making sure it’s safe and protected.”
“Oh, baby, I love you.”
When my lips met hers, I knew it was going to get hot and heavy pretty quick. I could spend every minute of every day inside her, loving her. Of course, we’d need to eat at some point, but I’d figure it out.
“Let’s go home,” I whispered against her lips, grinning as I remembered how she’d reacted to my pussy eating smile earlier. “So, I can show you how much I fucking love you.”
We pulled apart and I immediately bent down to tell Mani we were going home, but there was no sign of him.
“Shit. Mani, hey boy, where are you?”
