Country Secrets

by Caz May

  I look at Hunter, not sure what to feel. He shakes his head at me, as if to say don't ask. It takes a lot of willpower to keep my lips sealed.

  A minute or so later, she reappears with Doctor Rivnay, standing at the door she speaks to him softly.

  Her cheeks are stained with tears and touching the small of her back he draws her close to his side and presses a kiss on her tear stained cheek before he walks into the room, shutting the door.

  The tension in the room seems to shift then and he speaks professionally but casually, "Sorry about that. Doctor Yorke isn't feeling the best, so asked me to step in to complete your ultrasound. Is that ok Ms Galison?"

  I nod.

  "Ok, are you ok with a vaginal ultrasound Ms Galison?"

  "Yes."

  "You'll need to step behind the divider there to take off your underwear and put the gown on."

  He hands me a scratchy hospital gown as I slide off the exam table.

  Hunter winks at me as I go to change behind the divider.

  When I come out to climb back up, my naughty fiancé takes a look at my bare arse at the back of the gown, tapping it sneakily. I can’t help but smile, at his cheeky side coming out again.

  "Ok, so just relax Ms Galison. This might hurt a little, but I'll try to be as gentle as possible."

  Doctor Rivnay lifts the gown up a little, careful to not expose me too much. He slowly inserts the wand into my body and wiggles it around a bit.

  It’s a little uncomfortable and I try not to wince from the weird pain but pleasure sensation it gives me.

  A different image of my insides pops up on the ultrasound screen and his words are music to my ears, "Well Ms Galison, you're definitely pregnant. And as Doctor Yorke has told you appear to be about six weeks."

  "And all is good?" Hunter asks, squeezing my hand.

  "Yes, this here is the baby and you can see here it's heartbeat,” he says pointing at the screen.

  My heart skips a beat, watching our baby's heart beating on the screen.

  "Can we hear it?" Hunter asks excitedly.

  "Unfortunately not yet, but from all measurements everything appears to be on track. Congratulations!"

  "Doctor Rivnay, is there any chance of getting a picture?"

  "Sure, i'll print some out for you,” he says sweetly, as he pulls the wand out from my body.

  “Thanks," I reply, looking at Hunter. He’s smiling so wide, full dimples on display, so obviously in love with our baby already and it melts my heart.

  "You go ahead and get dressed again. I'll be back with the pictures in a moment."

  He leaves the room, and I jump off the bed, ripping off the scratchy gown. Hunter grabs me by the waist, pressing a passionate to my lips, reaching down to tease me with his fingers.

  "Hunter, stop.” I giggle.

  "I could see you trying not to squirm.”

  "Hunter, please. Doctor Rivnay will be back in a minute."

  He licks his lips and I almost beg him to touch me, but know it’s incredibly naughty.

  But I seriously want it, so pushing him behind the room divider, I kiss him fiercely, my hands in his hair as he devours my mouth.

  In his ear I whisper, "Touch me Hunter."

  He doesn't respond, instead plunges his finger inside me, teasing my clit slowly. He again kisses me, his fingers still teasing me slowly.

  It feels like mere seconds, when I feel myself twitching, and releasing over his hand.

  Withdrawing his finger, he puts it against my lips and drags it down my chin, before putting it between his own lips and licking it clean.

  It’s so damn hot, I swear I nearly climax again.

  "Fuck, Hunter. You're so damn hot."

  A knock at the door startles us back to reality.

  "All good in here?" Doctor Rivnay calls out.

  "Yeah, just a sec,” I say a little to raspy, still coming down from my intensely quick climax.

  I yank my knickers and pants back on, grabbing Hunter's hand to pull him back near the bed.

  Doctor Rivnay opens the door and takes one look at us before letting out a little chuckle.

  "Here's your pictures,” he says, handing me a kraft envelope.

  "Thank you,” I say, trying not to laugh.

  "So Ms Galison, we will see you in another couple of weeks to make sure all is going well."

  "Ok, sounds good. Thanks again Doctor Rivnay. Will we see you next time?"

  "Yes, I'll be taking over from Doctor Yorke for the remainder of your pregnancy."

  He turns to leave then and gives us a little wink on the way out.

  "You guys are sweet together. Have a good afternoon. I'll see you in two weeks."

  Hunter laughs. “I think we got busted."

  I poke him in the stomach playfully. "You don't say."

  "So time to see Mum and share our news. You ready?"

  “Yep," I say taking his hand to follow him out.

  We pass Addison on the way out. She looks distraught and I really want to know what had gotten her so upset.

  Doctor Rivnay's comforting kiss on her cheek didn't seem exactly professional either and I wonder if there’s something going on between them behind closed doors.

  ~ ~

  A sense of de déjà vu rushes through me as I follow Hunter into the rest home.

  He nods to the nurse on the desk and they buzz us in straight away.

  He knocks softly on the door of room five.

  "Come in,” his Mum calls out.

  When we enter, a smile lights up her face immediately and Hunter wastes no time in greeting her, stepping up to her to kiss her cheek.

  “Hi, Mum."

  "Hi darlings,” she says, looking at him and then me, the smile still plastered on her face.

  "Mum, we have some news to tell you,” he says, urging me forward with a hand on the small of my back.

  I hold out my hand to show her the ring on my finger.

  "We're engaged Mum."

  "Oh Hunter, oh Savannah, thats wonderful,” she says struggling to stand up, falling against Hunter.

  He wraps his arms around her, and kisses her hair, whispering into her ear, "And thats not all Mum."

  She pulls back, sitting back down in her wheelchair and looks across at me, instinctively looking towards my stomach.

  "Are you pregnant Savannah?"

  "Yes, i'm pregnant,” I say, opening the kraft envelope to take out the ultrasound photo for her.

  "Thats wonderful. I'm so happy for you both."

  "Thanks Mum. We're beyond excited."

  He pulls me to his side, kissing my cheek. His Mum squeaks in delight.

  "Anyway Mum, we should get going, but we wanted to share our news with you."

  "I'm glad you did, sweetie. Have you told Quentin yet?"

  "No, but I will. We'll come see you in a couple of weeks when we have the next ultrasound ok?"

  "Sounds wonderful sweetie. Take care of her,” She says winking at me, and placing a hand over my belly, "And this one too."

  "I will Mum,” Hunter replies, kissing her cheek again before we turn to leave.

  We walk out of the rest home, holding hands.

  "Can we go for a walk before we head home?" I ask Hunter.

  "Sure baby."

  We walk towards the oval. I take a deep breath, the memories flooding me from the night I saw Dante at the fundraiser, and the pain that followed in the days after.

  All it is now though is distant memories, a painful past that I no longer have to endure, because I now have the love of Hunter Mackenney, the amazing man who’s clutching my hand in his.

  I’m ready for whatever the future holds for us, our baby, our marriage and our whole future.

  It’s no country secret that I love Hunter Mackenney with all my heart.

  (Epilogue)

  Hunter

  A year and a half later

  I can't believe this day is finally here.

  My emotions are all over the place.


  I’m nervous, yes, but so happy. It feels as though my heart is going to burst.

  Standing out in the garden of the farmhouse, underneath an arch of ruby red roses, my heart is pounding in my chest. Quentin pats a hand against my back.

  "You nervous, big brother?"

  I turn to look at my younger brother standing behind me, my best man.

  "Just a little. I've been waiting my whole life for this day."

  "I know Hunt. It'll be perfect."

  "I hope so,” I say adjusting my black bow tie.

  "I know so, and Savannah will look stunning. I’m sure of it."

  I gulp as the music started.

  This is it.

  The guests turn towards the aisle.

  My heart starts pounding harder, as firstly Addison walks down the aisle.

  Her blonde hair is cascading over her shoulders, the ruby red strapless dress draping down her body.

  If she looks so amazing, I know Savannah is going to be absolutely breathtaking.

  Addison stops at the arch, standing opposite me. She forces a smile, not meeting my eyes.

  It means a lot she was willing to stand up as maid of honour after our past together.

  The music continues and I can't help but grin wide when River stops at the start of the aisle with the cutest grin on his face, holding a sign in his tiny hands, ‘Wait til you see my Mum'.

  He starts tottering up the aisle with Blitz by his side. His unsteady steps are so endearing. Tears of absolute joy sting my eyes.

  Quentin taps my shoulder and I turn to look at him.

  "My nephew is god damn cute."

  I nod, turning back to look at my gorgeous son still tottering towards me.

  There’s no doubt he’s mine, with his dark chestnut hair and deep blue eyes. He’s a mini me.

  He stumbles forward at my feet when he reaches the front of the aisle.

  Blitz nudges him, grabbing the buckle on the back of his little tuxedo and pulling him up. It’s damn cute and our guests laugh at the sweetness.

  It’s then that my heart stops, before pounding wildly in my chest, seeing Savannah standing at the end of the aisle.

  Her deep brown hair down over her shoulders, in loose ringleted curls.

  A tiara atop her head.

  Her dress has lace straps that lead to a low sweetheart neckline at the front, her breasts just visible at the top.

  It hugs her body, tight at her hips to a flare bottom and a train that follows her as she walks slowly towards me.

  Quentin was right. She looks absolutely stunning. Breathtakingly beautiful.

  I’m without a doubt absolutely wholeheartedly in love with her.

  The music ends and she’s standing in front of me. I take her hand in mine as she steps closer towards me

  Smiling at her I scoop River up, holding him against my hip between us.

  "Ready to be my wife?" I whisper in her ear.

  She looks into my eyes.

  "I was ready the moment I laid eyes on you Hunter."

  I smile wide, kissing her cheek softly, as well as the soft cheek of my son.

  I lean closer to her, softly whispering into her ear, “It’s no country secret that here with you is right where I'm supposed to be."

  River kisses her cheek and a wide smile of absolute pure loved crosses her face.

  Nothing could have be more perfect.

  Savannah

  Being a bride for the second time was beyond surreal, and so different from the first time.

  Walking down the aisle to marry Hunter Mackenney, seeing him and our son River waiting for me under the arch of ruby red roses in our farmhouse garden made my breath hitch in my chest and I felt beyond happy.

  Saying I do, declaring how much I love him, beyond words for saving me and giving me the happiness I deserve made me feel complete.

  Even though my parents are no longer with us, Grace had become more than my mother in law, she is my 'Mum'.

  After at the reception as we are about to leave, she pulls me close to her in a hug. “I love you Savannah. You and Hunter are meant to be dear and now you have the heart of a Mackenney man he will never let it go."

  "Thank you Mum. I love you too,” I reply kissing her cheek and smiling at Hunter who has sauntered up to us to stand by my side.

  "What are you telling my wife, Mum?" he teases.

  "Only good things, dear."

  "I hope so.” He laughs, kissing her cheek too.

  Taking my hand, we take deep breaths in, and he whispers in my ear, "You ready baby?"

  "Ready, husband."

  Bending down we rush through the arm bridge our family and friends have created right to the door. Awaiting us outside is a stretch limo, the door open ready for us to slide in.

  Hunter holds out his hand for me to help me in and slides in after closing the door.

  The driver starts the engine, and we start to move away from the curb.

  Picking up the champagne on ice he holds it up, pouring a glass and handing it to me, before pouring his own and clinking his glass with mine.

  "To us, forever,” he toasts.

  Sipping my champagne, I revel in how it tastes sweet and tickles my tongue.

  Hunter is looking at me as I swallow.

  "Why are you looking at me like that Hunter?"

  "I bet you'd taste sweeter than this champagne, my beautiful wife."

  Giggling I down the rest of my champagne, my gaze locked on Hunter's as he downs his as well.

  "You're so fucking beautiful, my wife,” he muses, brushing a stray hair from my cheek and pressing a kiss against it. His eyes focus on mine lustfully. He then tosses my hair aside kissing my neck, licking and biting the sweet spot that he knows drives me crazy.

  I let out a moan, as his lips move lower across my collarbone and his tongue grazes my neck. “Mmm, wife, you're delicious,” he says, his licking reaching my chin before running across my lips.

  I bite his lip, to pull his lips to mine in a zealous kiss. A kiss that sends desire rushing through me, straight to my core, heating every cell in my body.

  A momentary thought comes into my mind about my previous wedding night, and how callous Dante had been. I'd never even thought about having sex with anyone else after how vile being with him had been, but I'd never counted on meeting Hunter.

  He’s kissing me fervently, but lovingly and whenever we have sex his love for me is evident in how he takes his time to know I’m enjoying it just as much as him.

  I know this wedding night is going to be beyond amazing, one to remember in a good way, not a bad way like last time.

  Breathless I pull away from Hunter's sweet loving kiss, as we pull up to the motel.

  "Ready to celebrate, husband?" I tease.

  "Am I ever, wife, he teases back, kissing my forehead as the driver opens the limo door for us to step out together.

  Hunter

  Reaching the motel room door, I put Savannah down for a moment to open the door.

  It swings open and we both scan the decorated surroundings. Red and white rose petals are scattered across the floor from the door to the edge of the four poster bed, which has a heart of rose petals on the white doona cover.

  Between the posts of the bed hang white lace curtains, that are draped to one side, ready to slide across. Candles are on the bedside tables, and what appears to be an electric oil burner is already switched on filling the room with the intoxicating smell of jasmine.

  Savannah smiles and inhales the jasmine scent. “Wow, it's amazing!"

  "Mmmm...you're amazing wife,” I muse kissing her forehead, before scooping her back into my arms and stepping across the threshold.

  Kicking the door shut behind me, I continue carrying her across the rose petals on the floor and place her gently onto the bed.

  Her hands grab my cheeks and she pulls me down to her lips for a kiss so heated my body jumps to attention, straining against my black dress pants.

  She starts moaning, wantin
g more but I want to take this first night together as husband and wife slow and sweet.

  Breaking away from the kiss I take her hips in my hands and pull her body against mine as I stand up.

  "I think it's time I take this stunning dress off to see what delight awaits me underneath,” I tease her, running a finger along her lips that she licks with her tongue.

  Without saying a word, she turns around and leans over the bed, pressing her arse against my thighs. Running my hands down her sides I feel her body rise up at the sensation.

  "Please Hunter, take if off,” she begs huskily.

  At her neck, I brush her hair aside and press a kiss to the nape of her neck and down her back, closer to the zip of the dress.

  Her hips arch higher, her arse sweetly torturing the want in my pants.

  Taking hold of the zip in my thumb I begin sliding it down her back, following it with kisses as more of her glorious milky skin is exposed.

  Stretching back over her I lick from the nape of her neck, down her spine to the top of her arse.

  Sweet moans escape her lips and my groin is aching painfully but still I want to savour her.

  Pressing my body against hers, leaning over I take her ear between my teeth, before whispering, "Roll over baby."

  Sensually she turns over, inching back on the bed a little, throwing her arms behind her head.

  Beneath the lace of her bra I can see her hard nipples, begging to be caressed but firstly I need to get her dress off.

  It’s caught on her hips, so teasingly I lick across her skin underneath her belly button and her skin instantly heats as her hips buck at the sensation. “Oh Hunter don't do..." The words catch in her throat as I plunge her dress to the floor.

  Now her sexy lace underwear, complete with nude stay up stockings is all that’s on her body.

  Grazing the edge of the stocking on her thigh I slide it down her leg, repeating the process with the other one. Pressing a kiss to her ankle, I slowly kiss and lick up her calf to her thigh, and towards the lace knickers she’s wearing.

  Kissing her core through the fabric again she moans. “Oh Hunter, please."

  Laughing I yank them down, kissing her core again and licking her bud lightly.