Page 42 of Tizzy's Little Thanksgiving

“I suggest you brace yourself,” he barked and the moment her palms hit the tiles in front of her, he sank into her and she moaned.

“Okay, Nurse Tizzy,” he said pumping hard and fast. “Let’s see how fast you can cure my condition by coming all over my cock.”

She rather doubted she had the strength to do so but should have known better. Her Daddy might be insatiable, but he was also a fantastic lover. Each thrust into her core hit her g-spot until she felt her toes curling as the wonderful tingling began. By the time his hands moved to cup her breasts, fingertips pulling on her nipples, she was screaming his name and obeying like his good Little girl.

Eddie roared his own release a moment later and by the time another two minutes had passed, they were both squeaky clean and drying off.

Wide awake and pleasantly sore, any sleepiness was only a memory as they threw on clothes and hit the door running. Teresa giggled thinking how Nanny J would be shaking her head as they ran down the hallway, across the lobby and out the door. Lucas had arranged a car for Eddie to use and they were soon waving at Lawson who was manning the gates.

“Perfect timing,” Eddie bragged as they walked into the terminal at the same moment his parents stepped into view from the jet bridge.

“I swear, you were born under a lucky star,” Teresa said, lifting her hand to wave at the couple.

“Don’t knock it, Tizzy girl. Remember, it was a pretty sparkly star that finally brought us together,” Eddie teased, lifting her hand to brush his lips over her fingertips.

Before she could react, he was pulling his mother into his arms and his father was hugging Teresa. She’d grown up considering them as a second set of parents and it was with sincerity she hugged him back.

“Welcome to Montana, Mr. Mayer,” she said.

“Thanks, sweetheart. You are looking quite perky for someone who had to be up at the crack of dawn to come greet us,” David said, kissing her cheek.

Teresa didn’t dare look at Eddie, knowing she’d lose it if he make a single snarky quip. “It was a beautiful drive,” she said, then turned to hug Clara. “Georgie is going to be so excited to see you.”

“Not as excited as I am to see all of you,” Clara declared. “It has been far too long since my children have been together. And now, Lucas will actuallybeone of us. Isn’t that marvelous?”

“Ah, Mom, don’t cry,” Eddie said, dropping his arm around his mother’s shoulders.

David chuckled as they began to follow the signs to baggage claim. “Good luck with that. She’s been weepy since getting the news.”

Clara smacked his arm. “You can’t fool me. I bet you’ll be shedding your own tears when you walk our baby down the aisle.” She turned to address Teresa. “There is going to be an aisle, right? Georgie hasn’t really said much about the venue.”

Teresa felt a moment of panic and was saved when Eddie answered for her. “It’s going to be great, Mom. You know Lucas. He wants it to be a surprise and since Georgie isn’t known for her ability to keep a secret, he hasn’t shared the details with her either.”

Clara laughed and took her husband’s arm. “It doesn’t matter. Georgie could wed in the middle of a cow pasture and we’d be thrilled as long as they are happy.”

Teresa had to bite back a giggle as she and Eddie locked gazes. His quirked brow and smile told her he was most likely thinking the same as she was about how very close Clara was to the truth.

“Well, that’s tomorrow’s surprise. Today, we still have the shower, the luncheon, and then the rehearsal dinner,” Teresa said, mentally going over the list of duties for today. “But first, we’re going to take you to the B&B in Porter’s Corner. Georgie arranged for you to have their nicest suite. It is such a beautiful old home. You’re going to love it!”

Eddie bent to brush a kiss on Teresa’s cheek. “How about you take Mom and grab a cup of coffee. Dad and I will get the luggage,” he said before he and David walked toward a carousel.

When Clara looked between her son and Teresa, her smile widened while Teresa felt like she imagined a deer standing in the middle of a busy highway would. Evidently sensing the younger woman’s panic, Clara just patted her arm. “David is right. You are practically glowing, Teresa. It seems Montana agrees with you.”

“It’s a very nice state,” she said, thinking how lame that actually sounded, but it wasn’t as if she could blurt out the truth. She honestly had given no thoughts to what she was supposed to do or say. She’d been so focused on making sure she did her duties well, she had forgotten that Eddie’s parents were going to be at every event from now until the wedding was over. She and Eddie had not spent a single moment discussing how they were going to handle this parental visit.

She could feel her face heating as memories of what she and their precious baby boy had been doing ever since stepping foot on Montana’s soil. It was going to take all she had to get through today and the wedding without pulling a Tizzy, and this time, she wouldn’t have her Daddy… no! She had to remember to call him Eddie from now on. And face the fact she was now on her own. She plastered a smile on her face. As much as she’d loved being Eddie’s Little girl, she was a grown-ass woman. It was time to pull up her Big-girl panties and remember this wasn’t about her, it was about Georgie and she’d rather die than ruin her best friend’s wedding.

“Oh, there’s Starbucks,” she said, motioning toward the familiar logo. “I’m dying for a latte. How about you?”

By the time the men rejoined them, Teresa had deflected any attention off her by discussing how Georgie had taken to her new job and how well she was settling in with new friends.

“I’ve honestly never seen her happier,” Teresa said as they finally climbed into the car and headed away from Butte.

Clara clasped her hand and gave it a squeeze “That’s so wonderful. I admit her father had doubts when she up and ran off halfway across the country. But, I’m glad she did. She just sounds like she’s walking on air when we talk.”

Teresa squeezed the older woman’s hand as well. “She is, Lucas and Georgie were just made for each other. You’ll see.”

Clara laughed and reached out to pat Teresa’s cheek. “Sweetheart, I’ve always known that. It just took a bit of distance to bring the two lovebirds together.” Her eyes shifted to the front seat where her son sat. “I believe all mothers are a bit psychic when it comes to knowing who’s the right match for their children.”

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