Page 4 of An Unhinged Wedding

With my hands on the shower wall, I throw my head back onto his shoulder as he pulls out of me just to slam back into me over and over again.

I explode in his arms, crying out repeatedly. This is what Trevor does to me. Every touch, every word, every stroke sends me higher than I ever thought possible.

“Are you still on birth control?”

“Yes,” I respond quietly.

He pulls out of me, “Okay.”

Quietly, he gets the body wash and washes my body. I know he’s upset. Trevor wants a family. Max and Hunter having babies has only made it worse. I don’t want kids. Ever. I would give Trevor nearly anything he wants except that.

“Trevor, I’m sorry.”

His gaze meets mine, “Mia, don’t. I would give up everything I ever wanted to have you. I want a family with you. That’s not new information. But I want you more. You do not need to apologize for not wanting children.”

Reaching up, I touch his chiseled jaw, “I love you and want to give you everything, but I can’t.”

Trevor cups my face in his large hands, “Kitten. It’s you. You are fucking everything to me. I can live without children. I can’t live without you.”

He leans down and pulls my bottom lip with his teeth, “You better get out of the shower and put some clothes on this delectable body before I fuck you again.”

Moving his hands to the back of my head, he palms my neck while pressing his lips to mine, tangling his tongue with mine.

Pulling back, he says, “Get dressed.”

I nod, get out of the shower, and grab a towel to start drying off before getting dressed.

Walking into the bedroom to get changed, I hear my phone ringing and grab it. “Hey Max,” I answer.

“Hey Psycho,” he responds with a smile I can hear over the phone.

He clears his throat, “Update on Joey. He’s in Italy but is due back in the United States in three days. Will you be ready?”

I nod as if he can see me, “Yes.”

As Max talks, I grab clothes from my suitcase. I never bothered unpacking after our trip. I throw them on the bed, and he says, “Alright. Both of you stop by when you can.”

“You got it, boss.”

He chuckles, “You’re the boss now. I’m just your employee.”

“Right,” I snort as I disconnect the call.

Max says I’m in charge, but he still has a lot to do with things. He frequently is the one to make the final call. He just doesn’t kill many people now because his wife, Willow, doesn’t like it. She worries that he’ll piss someone off, and they’ll kill him or the kids. What she doesn’t realize, he’s, my brother. He has a target on his back regardless of what he does because of me. The kids will always be in danger because of it. It’s one of the reasons I won’t have children. I’ve never told her that her children will always be a target. It’s not my place to get in the middle of their marriage. If I told her and she left him, my brother would never forgive me. I’d never forgive myself.

Trevor seems to be taking forever in the shower.

I am tempted to go back into the bathroom to see what’s taking him so long. I don’t because he might need space. I know he says he’ll deal with not having children, but he’s upset. I’m sure if the roles were reversed, I’d be heartbroken. I assume he is, as well.

Walking out of the bedroom, I make my way to the kitchen to start coffee for us both.

TREVOR

Iam not a good man. Quite the opposite. Someone might see the way I treat Mia with so much fucking love and get confused. I do love her. Fuck, I love her so goddamn much. For fucks sake, I stalked her for the better part of a year. Scratch that. I still do. Mia has no clue that I still watch every move she makes.

She says she doesn’t want children. I don’t believe that at all. She’s scared. Mia barely remembers her mother, who was taken from her when she was a mere four years old. She thinks she doesn’t know how to be a mother. My beautiful psycho is the most loving woman I’ve ever known. It doesn’t matter that she doesn’t know how to change diapers or how much water to add to formula. The love in her heart will give our children everything they need. Hell, if I have to hire someone for diaper duty, I will. I told her I was fine if we never had children. That was a lie. If it never happens naturally, that’s fine. I’d never leave her if she couldn’t have my babies. I don’t think that’ll be the case.

I switched out her birth control pills. They look identical to hers, but they do exactly the opposite. The ones she’s now taking contain fertility-enhancing supplements, Maca Root, as well as some other vitamin shit. It’s not a guarantee that she’ll get pregnant, but it will put her body in prime condition for it. Besides, the Maca Root in it will make her want sex more often. Considering we have sex at least daily, I’ll be happy with the results. I’m convinced she’ll get pregnant eventually. The thought of her walking around with my child in her belly makes me crazy with desire.

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