The sides of his mouth curl up to an adorable heart-filled smile and he’s staring at me like I just told him the most spectacular thing in the world. The butterflies come to action feeling the love being transferred from his body to mine.
“God, I frickin love you,” he says with such passion in his eyes as he looks my face over like I’m a prize possession.
“What’re you thinking about when you do that?”
“When I tell you I love you?” he responds, looking confused as hell.
“No. When you look over my face. You do it all the time…what are you thinking about when you do it?” I ask intrigued.
He exhales with a smile then holds my cheek in his hand. “How beautiful you are. And how lucky I am that you’re mine.”
Every bone in my body melts into a pile of mush. And if I could love him anymore, I think I now do.
I never believed in love at first sight. I have always thought that the people who say you’ll just know when you find the person you want to spend the rest of your life with were nothing but crazy hopeless romantics.
But damn if it isn’t all true.
From the day we met at orientation, every Facebook message, and every day since, I’ve been falling more and more in love with Matthew Jacobs. I now believe in love at first sight. And laying here, facing Matt with nothing but love flowing between us, I know that he’s the person I want to spend the rest of my life with.
I just know.
Epilogue
Two years Later
“Do you seriously need to bring this much? We’re only goin’ for two nights,” I ask, shoving Leah’s second suitcase in the back of the car.
“Well, I had to pack for every season. Last week Summer said they had snow and I just checked the weather and today it’s in the sixties,” she responds with the flipping cutest annoyed grin ever. “How the hell do you pack for weather like that?”
I shrug my shoulders. She has a point. “That’s Upstate New York for ya,” I say with a knowing smile, slamming the trunk door shut.
“Okay, did you fill Oscar’s food and water feeder, and-”
Holding both of her arms, I laugh. “Leah, we’re good. Oscar has enough food to last him a week and everything is checked off on the list. We’re good, Babe.” I kiss her forehead, then her nose, and then finally her lips. Her body instantly relaxes as she lets go of her tension and her need to have everything perfect.
Once the school year ended our freshmen year, Leah I rented a flat off campus. Since the day Leah and I finally started dating we were inseparable. As the school year progressed, Leah gradually moved into my room. It started out with her own toothbrush holder and towel for the shower, then the top two drawers of my dresser, followed by finding pads and tampons under the bathroom sink, then finally everything else. The guys were stoked because Leah kept the house clean and it worked out for her roommate, Kayla, because her boyfriend Trevor basically moved into their dorm when Leah left. Everything fell into place. However living with a bunch of Bavarians and hearing beds squeak and girls moan almost every night of the week kind of got old, so we decided to get a place of our own.
And then came Oscar. Oscar is the fat cat that decided to creep around the outside of the apartment and sift through the trash. I frickin hated him. Every time I took the trash out, there was Oscar hissing like crazy and looking like he was going to claw the shit out of me. But of course, he never did it to Leah. The damn thing would purr and slither in between her legs every time she stepped foot outside, totally playing her. It started out with a bowl of water and a small dish of food, then it was letting him sleep on the porch because she was afraid he’d get cold.
One day I came home and the damn thing was snuggled up to my girl on the couch in my spot. I could see the victory in his eyes when I looked down at him, annoyed. Just when I was about to throw him out the door, Leah ran her delicate little hand down his body, with her damn warm smile that kills me every time. The next thing I know he has a name and a permanent address with suckers as owners.
My buddy Collin and his girl, Summer, are getting married this weekend. Of course I am the best man and I wouldn’t miss it for anything, so Leah and I are packing up and going back home for the weekend. Although Collin’s parents insisted we stay with them, I thought it’d be weird because Collin doesn’t even live there anymore, he lives with Summer. Summer and Collin offered up their spare bedroom, but they’re going to be newlyweds so we kindly declined. I rented a room at a really nice hotel instead.
“Why are we in such a hurry to get there? We aren’t even gonna to see anyone until tomorrow,” Leah asks once we finally get into the car.
Looking at her, I smile and squeeze her little leg. “You’ll see.”
This is the first hint that I’ve given her that I have anything other than the wedding planned for the weekend.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” she asks, glaring at me with her cute ass smile.
“You’ll see,” I say again, but this time I give her my mischievous grin that drives her crazy.
“You’re scaring me,” she says, looking at me paranoid. “Last time you gave me that look, you and Cole had me by my hands and feet five minutes later swingin’ me into the pool.”
I bust out laughing remembering her face when Cole and I chased her around the yard then swung her into the freezing cold water. She and Catherine had played a prank on Cole and I and thought they were going to get away with it, but they were sadly mistaken.
Never mess with Cole and I—it never works out in your favor.
“Don’t worry, Babe,” I assure her, rubbing her leg. “You won’t be disappointed.”
Just after 7 p.m. we pull into the Genesee Grande Hotel, check in, and carry our things to our room. Wanting Leah to be the first to see her surprise, I let her unlock the door and walk in first. Little does she know, I went all out and got the Jacuzzi suite decked out with its own kitchen, sitting area, and huge king sized bed. But what catches her eye and makes her freeze in place, is when she sees the bed blanketed with rose petals and a box of chocolate covered strawberries sitting in the middle.
Still standing behind her, I wrap my arms around her waist and sweetly kiss the inside fold of her neck. “I love you,” I whisper into her ear, making her body melt in my arms.
Stepping out of my embrace, she turns around, grabs my hands and starts walking backwards, staring me in the eyes with the naughty grin I can’t resist. When her legs hit the edge of the bed she drops my hands, pulls her shirt up over her head and drops her pants–never removing her eyes from mine. My heart is pounding out of my chest and I’m doing everything in my power to not pounce on her and make hot sweet love to her right now, but that sexy ass grin on her face tells me she’s got something going on in that head of hers and I’m pretty sure I’m going to like it.
After dropping her pants, off comes the bra followed by her panties.
Holy fucking shit!
Grabbing the hem of my shirt, she pulls it up and off then slides her hands down my chest, getting the attention of a certain something hiding under my pants.
Damn, she’s hot!
Within seconds she’s got my jeans undone and has them, along with my boxers, down around my ankles.
Once she has us both stripped down and naked, she climbs seductively backwards onto the bed, pulling me down with her. My mouth instantly falls on top of hers, our hands linked together above her head. Our warm bodies move rhythmically together and I’m thinking I need to be inside of her soon because with her acting so fucking hot right now, I don’t know if I’m going to be able to hold on much longer.
Moving my mouth to the side of her face, I graze her ear then run my lips down her neck, kissing every last inch of it and tasting the sweet irresistible flavor of her skin. By the time I reach her breasts, they’re already plumped up with hard nipples screaming to be savored. Still pinning her hands down above her head, I tease one nipple with a quick lick then do the same to the o
ther. Just the small flick of my tongue makes her hips thrust up by the sensation, making my dick harden even more.
“Please Babe,” she pleads, needing me inside as she grinds her hips up against my cock.
From day one Leah has had me wrapped around her sweet, witty little finger and I would do anything for this girl. When she pleads to have me inside of her, filling her with my love and pleasure–well, fuck. That’s what she’s gonna get. Now that she’s on the pill with no condom necessary, I can line myself up and slip on in with ease.
“Ahh.…shit, baby. You’re so fuckin’ wet,” I groan next to her ear, feeling the warm moistness sliding against my shaft.
She lets out the sexiest moan and that’s my undoing. I quicken my pace and push in harder and faster, making her body spring to life and her breathing go heavy. If I could freeze time and just watch her face filled with hot pleasure and her body moving so fuckin erratically hot beneath me, I’d be one happy guy, but with this sight comes the reaction of being completely over aroused and before I know it we’re both spiraling in an amazing orgasm.
Resting my forehead against hers, I lightly kiss her lips. “I love you,” I tell her because I honestly can’t say it enough. She’s the love of my life and it just is what it is.
“Can we eat the strawberries now?” she whispers against my lips with the sweetest grin. “Ever since that day I saw them in your fridge, I’ve been dying to try them.”
Lifting my head up a little bit so I can really see her face, I look at her confused. “What strawberries?”
Her eyes open like a deer in headlights. “Wait…those weren’t for me?” she asks, almost embarrassed.
She saw them?
Now sitting back on my heels, I look at her with a grin. “You knew about those?” I question in disbelief.
Her shocked face turns into a flirty smile. “I never told you that?” she chuckles. “When I went to get a drink, I saw the flowers, champagne, and strawberries. Why do you think I was so antsy to come over to your house that night?”
“Ugh, you’re something else, Babe,” I say, pouncing back on her and tickling her neck with my mouth. She giggles and rolls out from underneath me, pinning me down underneath her–all naked five foot of her.
The mood grows serious and our eyes freeze on one another, transferring our undying love for each other.
“Marry me,” I say, staring deep into her eyes.
Shocked by my statement her face goes blank. “But we’re so young, and–”
“And I love you—more than life itself. We have the apartment, the pain in the ass cat, and the best damn relationship that anyone could ever dream of having.” I cup her face with my hands and pull it down close to mine. “I love you, Leah Bennett, and want to spend the rest of my life with you. Marry me.”
Tears flood her eyes and her face brightens with the smile that makes my heart jump from my chest.
“Okay,” she smiles. “Let’s get married.”
Five Years Later
“Matttt….Babe, wake up!...Matt!”
Sitting straight up and glancing over at Leah’s side of the bed, I notice she’s not there.
What the hell?
“Baby, where are you?” I shout, frantically jumping to my feet.
“In the bathroom…hurry!” she yells back in a frightened tone, making me basically run the few short feet to our master bathroom.
I swing the door open and find her standing in front of the toilet pointing to something inside of it.
“Look,” she says.
Well, this is a first.
Walking apprehensively over to the toilet, I peek over the edge to find the most disgusting thing I have ever seen.
“What is that?” I ask, already feeling my stomach churn.
“I think it’s the mucus plug,” she answers nervously, shrugging her shoulders.
Oh shit—the mucus plug!
Feeling the adrenaline building inside, I look at Leah with big eyes and a huge grin.
“Babe, that’s awesome! That means little man is coming soon,” I wrap my arms around her neck and kiss her forehead.
I hear her sniffle and feel her body tremble a little. Bringing my hands to her face, I cup her cheeks and wipe the tears trickling down her face with my thumbs. “You can do this, Babe. You’re the toughest woman I know and I’ll be here with you every step of the way.”
“But he’s early…” she chokes out. “He wasn’t supposed to be here for two more weeks and the Superbowl is in five days. He can’t come this week.”
The spring of my senior year in college, I was drafted into the NFL. I was asked to move up to the professional level the prior year, but I declined until I finished college. As much as playing in the NFL is a dream of mine, there was no way in hell I was going to leave Leah behind, nor would I ever pull her out of school before graduating. Leah was not okay with it, saying I shouldn’t give up my dream for her, but I assured her there would always be other opportunities.
And I was right.
When the offer came in the following year it was to an even better team- the Jets. I almost shit my pants when I got the news. Not only have the Jets been my favorite team since I first learned what football was, but is the perfect location for Leah and I to settle down in. The Metlife Stadium where the Jets play is in East Rutherford, New Jersey–just under an hour from White Plains, New York where Leah is from and where her family still lives. Plus, it’s only six hours away from Jack and the kids in Buffalo–an easy day trip.
I was unaware I had super sperm, so Leah had a bun in the oven within weeks of coming off of the pill, making her due date a little sooner than we had planned. On top of that, we made it to the Superbowl this year—which is this Sunday. We’ve been practicing all day, every day with basically only time to eat and sleep—not the best timing for little man to come. As always though, Leah and now our baby will be my number one. There’s no way I’d ever miss the birth of my baby and not be there for my wife—Superbowl or not.
“Hey, listen…” I rest my forehead against hers. “Football always comes second—you know that,” I softly tell her before gently kissing her lips.
“It’s the Superbowl, Babe. It’s not just another game.”
“Yeah, and this is our baby. Why are you even worrying about this?”
She doesn’t answer.
I push the loose strands of hair back that are hanging in her face and look deep into her tear filled eyes. “How are you feeling? Any contractions or anything?” I ask, changing the topic and trying to remember everything we learned in our birth classes.
“Well, I’ve been having those Braxton Hicks thingies all day today…”she says, running her hand over her belly. “But, maybe they’re real contractions–I don’t know. They don’t really hurt.”
Looking at my watch, it’s only 1:40 a.m. The doctor said not to call him until her contractions are five to seven minutes apart and she can’t talk through them. Seeing that she’s talking to me like it’s just another day, we’re good for now…I think.
“Why don’t we go lay down then?” I say, resting my hand on her lower back. “You need sleep, especially if we’re going to be meeting the little guy today.”
Hearing that she’s going to be meeting our son, her face brightens and a smile creeps across her face. “Oh my god, this is really happening. We’re finally going to meet our little Jackson,” Leah says. Her eyes fill with tears again, but this time with an added sparkle of excitement.
I hold both sides of her belly and looking my beautiful wife in the eyes.
“Yes. We’re finally going to meet our little Jackson.”
Jackson Matthew Jacobs, born Wednesday January 30th at 10:17 p.m. and weighing 8lbs 10ozs and 21 inches long. Mom and baby are doing wonderful and Dad is over the moon.
Little Jackson got to go to his first NFL game at only five days old when Daddy caught the winning touchdown during the Superbowl.
The End
Giving You Forev
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COMING July 2013
An Erotic Contemporary Romance Novel
Book 4 in The Forever Series
Nolan & Alexa’s Story
Prologue
“Can I have everyone’s attention please?”
The noise and chatter become silent and all eyes shift to the front of the terrace where Alexa and I are standing.
“I just want to thank you all for coming tonight,” I begin with a champagne glass in my left hand and my other arm wrapped tightly around Alexa’s waist. “From the moment I laid eyes on Alexa, I knew she was the one for me. This last year has been the most unbelievable time of my life and it’s because of this beautiful woman next to me.” I pause to give her a quick glance. “So many times I had to bite my tongue to keep myself from asking her to marry me, afraid that she’d run for the hills thinking I was crazy, but come last month I just couldn’t wait any longer. I finally popped the question and thankfully, she said yes.”
A small chuckle erupts amongst the crowd of people.
“Alexa and I are so happy to have you all here to celebrate with us.” I lean down and kiss her temple. “We also want to thank Alexa’s parents, Mr. and Mrs. Arnold, for putting together this beautiful engagement party. This,” I motion to the elegantly covered tables and the big canvas lanterns hanging from the trees, the endless stations of food, and the over the top private bar, “is all their doing and we appreciate it all.”
“Yes, thank you mom and dad,” Alexa adds in her sweet voice.
Both of her parents smile and her mom blows us a kiss. Having their blessing is a breath of fresh air. I thought they were going to chop my balls off when I originally asked permission to marry Alexa. She’s only a freshman in college, why can’t you wait? Don’t you think you guys are moving a little too quickly? But after melting their hearts by confessing my undying love for their daughter, I’ve had their blessing and support ever since.
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