by D. Kelly
“What did she say?” Cassidy asks breathlessly.
“She asked if I would give her a few minutes to pack her bags. She didn’t even need to think about it. About twenty minutes later, we were on our way to rehab and the police escorted us there. Your father just told her ‘good riddance’ when she left. The entire way to rehab, she asked questions about you, my dear.
“Really?”
“Yes, really. I don’t know if this will work for her, or if the two of you will ever be able to fix what is broken between you, but this could be the fresh start you both need.”
“I… thank you for helping her. She desperately needs it. I’m not sure if I could ever have a relationship with her or not. Out of everyone, she’s hurt me the most.”
They all seem shocked but this is something Cassidy and I have discussed before.
“My dad had his own issues which is why he did what he did to me. I don’t understand them, but I know he wasn’t always like this. He never once hurt my mom, but she never once tried to help me. How can you sit back and watch someone do that to your child? To your flesh and blood?”
“The only person who knows the answer to that particular question is your mother, Cassidy. Now that she’s finally getting the help she so desperately needs, maybe you’ll get the chance to ask her that yourself one day soon,” my father replies kindly.
“Maybe I will.”
“Well, your mother and I are going to stay on the island for the next week. We are going to enjoy a much needed vacation and work on putting our marriage back on track.”
The smile my mom gives him is priceless I have a feeling their marriage is going to be stronger than ever after all of this.
We spent the rest of the day and all evening with my parents and Rylee. For the first time in a long time, each one of us was completely relaxed. There were a few times I thought something was wrong with Cassidy but she assured me she was fine.
We even finally left the house and had dinner with my parents at the hotel. Thanks to Pete’s connections, the paparazzi never even knew Cassidy and I were there. It was after midnight by the time we got home and crawled into bed. I still couldn’t shake the feeling something was wrong with Cassidy but when she asked me to make love to her, after the day we had, there was nothing else I wanted to do more.
Now she’s lying in my arms, but she’s still stressed; her entire body is tense. Something is eating away at her.
“You’ll feel better if you talk about it,” I tell her and she stiffens even more in my arms. Lifting her chin up with my finger, the fear in her eyes is evident. Whatever it is she’s holding back, she’s terrified to tell me.
“Why can’t you tell me, Cassidy? There is nothing you could say to me that would make me love you any less.”
“You might still love me but you’ll hate me, too. What I did was unforgivable.” My pulse races; there’s only one thing she could do that would be unforgivable.
“Did you cheat on me?” I ask, fearful of her answer.
“Never, Zack,” she denies vehemently. “Nor would I ever.”
“Then tell me because cheating on me would be the only thing I’d never be able to forgive you for.”
She pulls away from me and crawls up to the top of the bed, pulling her knees to her chest. It’s her defensive position.
“I wanted to do something for you. Well, that’s not exactly accurate. I wanted to do something for us to celebrate our wedding.”
This doesn’t sound bad. At least it doesn’t seem like she was doing something to intentionally hurt me.
“A few months ago, I stopped taking my birth control pills. My doctor said it was fine and probably a good idea because after you’ve been on them for a long time, sometimes it can take a while to get pregnant.”
Excitement is the only emotion I’m feeling right now. How could this turn into something that could possibly make me hate her? She’s finally talking about having a family.
“About a week before the wedding, I started feeling really sick so I went back to the doctor to see if it was possible I was pregnant.”
“Are you, Cassidy? Are you having our baby?”
With her eyes filled with tears, she nods her head. “Yes, Zack, I am. We’re going to have a baby.”
I waste no time pulling her on top of me until she’s straddling me. We’re still naked and my hands immediately go to her stomach.
We’re having a baby.
“We’re having a baby, Cassidy! Your stomach is filled with the blessing our love created. How on earth could I possibly hate you? I love you so fucking much.” Sitting up, I wrap my arms around her and cover her mouth with mine. She’s hesitant to open up to me but I’m insistent. Her tongue touches mine briefly, tentatively, and all I want to do is claim her. But when I feel her tears splash against my cheeks, I back off immediately.
“Don’t you get it, Zack?” she cries out, but I’m still at a complete loss. “I’m pregnant with our child and I ran! Bolted away from the church and our wedding without even telling you you’re going to be a father. What kind of person does that make me?”
This is why she thinks I’d be upset? I’ve had enough—this is going to stop now.
Flipping us over, I firmly grasp her wrists and hold them above her head. Once I’m nestled between her legs, my cock slides against her wetness. As I enter her, she gasps in pleasure and her legs instinctively wrap around me.
“You want to know what kind of person you are, vixen? I’ll tell you, but this time you’re going to listen to me.” I pull back, hovering outside of her sweet pussy and tease her nipple with my tongue. Slowly, I enter her again and bite down on her hardened nipple at the same time. When she moans in pleasure, my tongue soothes the bite as I suck her into my mouth.
“You’re the best person I’ve ever known. You’re forgiving, kind, loving, and the best friend anyone could ever have.” The more I speak, the wetter she gets around me but I pull out again, taking her mouth back into the passionate kiss I’ve wanted since she told me I’m going to be a father. This time she reciprocates and I slide my cock back inside her, slowing moving in and out, matching our kiss stroke for stroke.
“Zack,” she cries when I pull away, once again pulling out, leaving her wanting for more.
“We’ve established I’m not mad you ran. As a matter of fact, I think we even established I knew you would.” This time, as I enter her, I release her hands which immediately wrap around me, pulling me closer to her.
“We’ve never broken a promise to each other and we never will. I vowed to you a long time ago that I would always come after you. It can’t be considered running, Cassidy, when you know you’ll always be mine.” I punctuate each word with a deep stroke inside of her. With every thrust, she cries out in utter ecstasy.
“From now on, there will be no running. We’re going to be a family and families stick together. Marry me, Cassidy. Here, in our home, with just Ry, Nick, Pete, and my parents.” I’m barely holding on as I feel her walls starting to quiver around me.
“Nick comes in Monday morning. Let’s get married Monday evening, sunset, in our backyard. Cassidy Pope, will you do me the absolute honor of becoming my wife?”
“Yes!” she screams out loudly. “Yes, Zack!” She comes around my cock so fucking perfectly, squeezing on and holding it tightly as her orgasmic juices flood over me.
“Fuck, vixen! So fucking good,” I cry out as I come, spilling every bit of myself inside of her.
“Please tell me that was a yes to my proposal and not just you being so turned on by my masterful cock that you couldn’t help yourself from screaming out in unadulterated pleasure.”
Her body shakes with laughter and it’s the most beautiful sight I’ve seen today. She rolls over and cups my face in her hands. “Zachary Stafford, I would be honored to marry you and finally become Mrs. Cassidy Stafford.”
Our next kiss is so passion-fueled, I’m surprised we didn’t set the sheets on fire. “Do you think the
baby feels the tingles?” Oh hell, I hope not.
“I think all this baby feels is love and that’s all he’s ever going to feel for the rest of his life.”
“He? You’ve already decided the baby is a boy?”
“Well, of course. Stafford’s always have boys first.”
“What if I told you I think it’s a girl?” Her tone is suddenly so soft, it washes all my cockiness away.
“Then I’d tell you there’s a good possibility we’re having twins.”
“I kind of like that idea,” she answers with a smile. “Just like you and Ry, they’d always have each other.”
“Me, too.” Although for Cassidy’s sake, I sort of hope she’s only pregnant with one this time. We’ll have plenty of time for more babies later but this time, with her being so scared of becoming a parent, I’d love for her to be able to really bond with the baby and get used to giving and receiving unconditional love.
“Can we tell Ry tomorrow?” I want my sister to be the first person to know.
“Absolutely. It’s killing me to keep it from her this long already. Everyone else after the wedding?”
“That sounds perfect.”
With Cassidy in my arms, we fall asleep, her front to mine. It feels like we’re already cocooning our little one between us.
“You look absolutely beautiful today,” Zack whispers in my ear as he wraps his arms around me from behind. “And pretty soon, I’m not going to be able to get my arms around you like this anymore. I can’t wait.”
His words bring a smile to my face. I always knew he would be excited once I got pregnant, but I had no idea how happy it would actually make him.
“How long do you think it will be before we feel him kick?” I’m trying hard not to laugh but it’s pointless. I manage to turn around and face him; his eyes are dancing with happiness.
“About five months?” I’m really not sure, either, but that would seem about right.
“We have so much to do. We need to get a realtor and put the condo on the market. You need to give your resignation, I need to give mine. We have to go hire movers and go shopping for the nursery.”
“Slow down for just a second. How about we get through dinner first, then the wedding and the honeymoon before diving into all of that? Besides, maybe we should keep the condo for when we visit. It would be nice to have our own place.” I’m not sure I want to let go of our condo; we have so many good memories there.
“You’re so sentimental, and I agree it would be nice to have a place to go back to, but it’s too small for a family. We can hang onto it for a little longer, but I also kind of like the idea of giving it away instead of selling it.”
“You want to give it away?” How in the world would that work?
“What if we price it way below market value and interview all the applicants ourselves? Wouldn’t it be incredible to find a young couple in love, just starting out, who scraped together just enough of a down payment to buy a place? When we come across the ones we know could really use the gift, and who look at each other the way we do, we’ll give it to them, no strings attached.”
My eyes are watering. These pregnancy hormones are going to kick my ass but that is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever heard.
“You have such a beautiful soul, Zachary Stafford. I think that’s a perfect idea.” He pulls me close and kisses me softly, parting my lips so his tongue can dance with mine.
“Seriously? You invite us for dinner and we have to walk in on the two of you making out? Pete, remind me never to act like that in public.” Pete chuckles and Rylee laughs, too. When Zack releases me and I get a good look at them, I immediately know something is up. They both look like the cat who ate the canary. I know that look well—it’s Rylee’s morning after look.
Oh hell, this is going to be interesting.
“Since we’re being so offensive to my baby sister, how about Pete and I go put the steaks on the grill?”
Yes, please leave so I can scold your sister.
“Sounds good. Everything else is ready to go. Pete, the beers are outside in the ice chest unless you want something else?”
“A beer sounds good since I’ve got the night off. Thanks.” He smiles as he follows Zack outside but that smile wasn’t directed at me.
“Rylee Stafford, you didn’t!” I scold her quietly and pull her arm until she’s following me upstairs.
Once we’re in my room with the doors closed, I turn to her and wait for her response. It doesn’t take long.
“I’m a grown-ass woman, Cassidy, and he is one gorgeous man. I can fuck who I want, whenever I want. But for the record, we didn’t actually have sex, we just helped each other reach orgasm in other ways.” The smirk on her face reminds me so much of her brother’s. God help me.
“Have you talked to Nick since he came clean with Zack?”
“Nope,” she replies, popping the ‘p.’
This is going to get really interesting. I really don’t think she knows Nick is into her and I’m not going to be the one who tells her.
“Alright, fill me in on what happened after we left you last night,” I prompt as we both sit down.
“Well, when he picked me up yesterday we talked so easily. He’s really direct in his questions and answers but I love it! It’s like I’ve finally met a man who will tell it like it is without any prompting. Do you have any idea how refreshing that is?”
“Well, I can imagine, but you know I kind of hit the romance lotto, so…”
She groans under her breath. “Don’t remind me. Some girls have all the luck. But if anyone is going to be lucky, I’m glad it’s you. I couldn’t imagine either of you with anyone else. You guys are honestly the happiest I’ve ever seen you. Maybe there’s something in the Hawaiian air,” she says with a contented sigh.
“Rylee, can you finish your story before they come looking for us, please?”
“Oh, yeah, sorry! Anyway, we just seemed to hit it off so I took a chance and asked if he wanted to meet up later and we exchanged numbers. We met at the hotel bar around midnight and talked for hours.”
“Were you drunk again?” She has got to stop drinking around men.
“No!” she squeals “Isn’t that exciting? I think both of us nursed the same drink the entire time. It was like two old friends catching up, we just clicked. Around three in the morning, he walked me to my room. I invited him in and he hesitated but hell, girl, I wasn’t going to let him leave without kissing him. So I stood up on my tip toes, pulled his head down to my lips, and fell into the most erotic abyss ever.”
I love seeing Rylee so happy!
“That’s great, Ry, I’m really happy for you.” She’s beaming and hasn’t stopped smiling since she first started talking about him.
“Me, too, Cassidy. I’ve never felt like this about anyone before. We laid in my bed and kissed and talked until the sun came up. I wanted him so badly but he thought it would probably be a good idea if we at least had known each other for twenty-four hours before taking that leap, so we compromised.”
She says it like it’s the most obvious solution.
“I mean, we were naked, he got me off, and I got him off. I don’t see what the big deal would have been about going further but tonight, I plan on sealing the deal. And seriously, Cassidy, his dick is so perfectly proportioned to his body they could make a model of it and hang it in a museum. It’s that beautiful.”
I’m laughing so hard, I can’t help it.
“Rylee, stop! I’m never going to be able to look at Pete again without picturing his masterpiece! I’d rather know that about Nick. I don’t mind laughing in his face.”
She scrunches her face at the thought. “No, Nick doesn’t have an art-like quality to him. Don’t get me wrong, he knows how to use it very well, but it’s not pretty.”
“What’s not pretty?” Zack asks, entering the room. Rylee really needs to learn to talk quieter.
“Nothing!” both of us call out, blushing.
> “Uh-huh, yeah, I know that look and I also know I really don’t want to know what you were talking about. Come on, dinner’s ready. Pete and I even set the table.”
Rylee bounces out the door and bounds down the stairs before our feet even hit the first step. I’m sure she’s trying to sneak in a kiss before we get there.
“She was talking about what I think she was, right?”
“What, sex?”
He shudders with just the thought. “Yeah.”
“Of course she was,” I answer with a laugh.
“So sick. I figured as much,” he mutters.
“Don’t worry, Zack. I’ll never tell your sister how well you wield your mighty sword.” He stops in his tracks halfway down the stairs, cracking up.
“Oh my God, Cassidy, that’s fucking classic! I almost wish you could, just so I could see her expression.” Then he whispers seductively in my ear, “But if that’s how you’re going to describe my fucking magnificent cock, I really hope it’s in jest.” He nips the tip of my earlobe and sucks on my neck, pulling me closer to him. His magnificent cock is pushing against my hip, making sure I’m aware his description is indeed accurate.
“Yes, it’s just a joke. But you’d understand why if you could have heard her description of…”
“Lalalalala!” He cuts me off with his fingers in his ears and bounds down the stairs.
“Oh, gross! Seriously? Come on! Pete, we’re about to eat. Damn, Ry, you’re making me lose my appetite.”
Oops, guess he walked in on them anyway.
“Payback’s a bitch, big brother. Get used to it,” Rylee tosses back at him as I walk right past the kitchen and out to the patio. I’m starving and this will either end quickly or go on all night, but my baby needs to eat now.
Pete exits the house right behind me and takes a seat, followed by Ry and Zack.
“There’s not enough bleach in the world for my eyes after that,” Zack complains as I begin dishing out food.
