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  She frowned. “I don’t have a clue what you’re talking about.”

  “I know that part of the reason you were feeling a little crazy over our wedding is because of the club. This is going to be the last time that I ask. I just want there to be you and me.” He pointed outside. “They don’t matter to me. Only you matter and I want you to answer this for me. Do you want me to leave the club?”

  “We’ve gone through this.”

  “I know, but I want you to think about it. This will be the last time I ask. I promise. You need to trust me. To realize that for me, there is only one woman that I love that I want to be with, and that woman is you. I don’t want to be with anyone else. Only you.” He saw the tears in her eyes and he continued. “All this time, it has only been you. I’m not going to stray. Every night I’m going to come home, because I know you’ll be waiting for me. With your mad obsession for cleaning and pairing socks together. Folding everything so it’s neat. The way you wipe every single counter in the kitchen even though you didn’t use them. I want you to take the carton of milk off me and fill a glass. Those are things that drive me crazy but also make me love you even more. They’re what makes you, you.”

  Those tears were now running down her face, and he wiped them away.

  “This isn’t fair,” she said.

  He laughed. “This wasn’t something I planned, Renee. This was something that I had to tell you because this is how you make me feel.” He pushed her hair out of the way and pressed his lips against hers. “Forever. That’s what I see for us. What’s it going to be?”

  She stared at him for several moments and to him it felt like a lifetime.

  “You’re not leaving the club, and I’ve got no problem with you.” She pulled her hands out of his tight grip, wrapping them around his neck. “I love you, Weasel. I trust you. The club has been your life for so long that it’s a part of you. Take that away, and you’re not the man I married. So I’ll be a little jealous, a little crazy from time to time.” She shrugged. “It’ll keep life interesting.” She ran her hand down his body, going down to his rock-hard dick. “And maybe I’ll fuck you just a little bit harder.”

  He couldn’t take another moment. He turned her to the bed, pressed her down, and sank to his knees on the floor.

  “Weasel, what are you doing?”

  “I’ve got to taste you. We can go out and mingle but first, I need to taste you.” He moved her dress out of the way, pushing up to around her waist. All the time she was giggling as if it was the funniest thing she had heard all day.

  Ignoring her laughter, he spread her thighs and tongued her beautiful pussy. Sliding two fingers inside her pussy, he felt how wet she was.

  She cried out his name, and he continued to play with her, wanting her so badly but knowing he’d have to wait.

  They had an entire lifetime together. All he wanted right now was a taste of her. Using his tongue and fingers, he brought her to orgasm that had her screaming his name. He licked her pretty pussy, swallowing down her cream. Only when she asked him to stop did he. Her entire body shook from the onslaught of pleasure.

  She cupped his face, kissing him back. “I don’t want to go back down there.”

  “We’ve got guests,” he said, using her own words against her.

  “I don’t give a fuck. They’re family, and knowing them the way I do, we’re not even missed.”

  She pulled him down to the bed and attacked his pants. He tore at her dress, and within a matter of minutes, he was inside her.

  They both gasped as he filled her pussy.

  “This is what I want for the rest of my life, Renee. No woman could ever compare to you.”

  The smile on her lips let him know that his words meant everything to her.

  Epilogue

  One year later

  Renee’s heart was beating so fast, and she swore the little stick she had in her hand would slide and crash to the floor for how sweaty her palms were. She couldn’t think straight, couldn’t even breathe. She sat down on the edge of the toilet and exhaled harshly, trying to think of how she was going to tell Weasel.

  Hell, she needed to figure out how she was going to come to terms with this herself.

  She lifted her hand and stared at the pregnancy test again, looking at the two pink lines that were reflected back.

  Pregnant.

  Although she and Weasel had been married for the last year, this was not a planned pregnancy. And as scared as she was, and not sure how the future would play out or how Weasel would react, Renee couldn’t lie and say she wasn’t excited.

  A baby.

  She couldn’t even wrap her mind around it all, couldn’t even see herself as a mother. Although truth was she never thought she would have children simply because of the way her life was going. But that all changed, turned right around when she and Weasel became serious. And now they were married, about to have a baby, and she needed to figure out how to tell him.

  Just then she heard the front door open and close. Her heart stopped momentarily before beating hard and fast. She heard Weasel call out to her and she found herself standing and exiting the bathroom.

  She hadn’t realized she still held the test until she stood in the kitchen doorway, staring at Weasel’s back as he grabbed a drink out of the fridge. But when he turned around, his gaze immediately shooting down to what she held, she felt everything in her go tight.

  Everything got quiet, the air thickening.

  “Renee, baby?” He took a step closer to her, set his can of pop on the table, and lifted his gaze to her face. “Renee?” he said again when she didn’t respond.

  “I...” That was the only thing she could get out. So instead she lifted her hand and showed him the pregnancy test, letting him see the two pink lines for himself. He stared at that little stick for long seconds but didn’t say anything.

  The air heated and she wished she could gauge his reaction. But he kept a stoic expression.

  And then she saw the happiness light up over his face. His grin spread out wide, and he pulled her in for an embrace. He kept murmuring how happy he was, how much he looked forward to being a father. And then shocking the hell out of her, he dropped to his haunches and placed his forehead right against her belly.

  Renee was stunned speechless, couldn’t even think as she looked down at Weasel and saw him talking to their child. Tears welled up in her eyes at the love he instantly showed her, at the acceptance over this pregnancy revelation. She didn’t know how this conversation would go, but she certainly hadn’t envisioned it going this way.

  He stood and gave her another hug, cupped the back of her head, and kissed the side of her face.

  “I love you,” he said in a husky, deep voice. She felt wetness on her cheeks, the tears happy, welcome.

  “I love you too,” she said, not able to stop the grin from spreading across her face. She had never thought that she could be any more whole than she was when she was with Weasel, but the child growing inside of her, the fact that they’d be a family, put all of that to shame.

  This was her life, and she would not change it for anything in the world.

  The End

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