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by KL Donn


  “Because I wasn’t sure I would be welcome.”

  His eyes widen, and I feel momentarily guilty for my doubts.

  “You will always be welcome in your home,” he says, opening the door to prove it.

  I wasn’t sure how I was going to do this, but I figure going as normal as possible might be for the best.

  “Mom, Dad, this is Detective Martin Lynch. My boyfriend.” Marty smiles at me. Mom sips her mimosa and Dad looks at us all before making a move.

  “It’s nice to meet you, Martin.”

  I wasn’t sure he would catch on. I needed for him to let me do this my way. As they shake hands, a sigh of relief billows out and my chest unleashes the tightness around my lungs. I can breathe again.

  It might be unconventional and a little weird at first, but as Dad gets to know Martin better, things ease up and soon we’re all laughing. Even Mom, who is two sheets to the wind already.

  Around dinner time, Dad drops the bomb, though.

  “Listen, Martin, we love Celeste; she’s an amazing girl.”

  Martin gazes at me with nothing but love in his eyes.

  “I agree.”

  “I’m glad you do. Because if this is what she wants, we have some ground rules while she’s still in school.”

  He has a look in his stare that worries me.

  “She does not move in with you until after graduation and, before that happens, I want to see where it’s going to be. Working in homicide, I know that you may be gone in the evenings, or even overnight, so I want to make sure she’s living somewhere safe.”

  “Deal.” Martin agrees easily enough.

  “Curfew on school nights is eleven.”

  Martin nods again.

  “Come fall she still goes to college. She was accepted into some great schools and deserves to have a future outside of the two of you as a couple.”

  “Of course. I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

  “Good. I’m glad. I want my daughter happy, Martin.”

  For a minute, as I watch the man who has appeared so cold almost all of my life, I see a man filled with worry.

  Over me.

  Standing, I walk over to him and wrap my arms around his shoulders, whispering in his ear, “I love you, Dad. Thank you for accepting Martin.”

  “I love you too, sweetheart. I’m sorry you ever felt like we didn’t. You’re the light in our lives and I only ever wanted what’s best for you.”

  Kissing my forehead, he steps back and hands me over to Marty.

  “Keep her happy, keep her safe, and we’ll be happy to have you as part of our family, Marty.”

  “I will, and thank you. Celeste is my everything and there isn’t a thing I wouldn’t do for her.”

  Epilogue One

  Celeste

  “Ladies and gentlemen, join me in congratulating Wilson High’s class of 2019!”

  Tossing my cap in the air, amidst deafening cheers, I waste no time in rushing to Martin’s side in the stands with Mom, Dad, the Inwood’s, and their kids.

  “Baby,” Martin murmurs in my ear as he lifts me in the air. The past two months have been brutal. It seems all the crazy people have come out of the woodworks and started a killing spree, because I’ve seen Martin once, maybe twice a week since we spent the day with my parents.

  “I did it!” I squeal as he puts me back on my feet.

  “So proud of you, sweetheart.” Mom and Dad come over to hug me.

  “Never had a doubt.” Grace says as she hugs me tight. “Have you told him yet?” I shake my head no. A couple of weeks ago, I wasn’t feeling well, and Grace made me take a pregnancy test that turned out to be positive. I wanted to keep it secret until after graduation. I didn’t want my parents to worry, and I knew if Martin knew, he’d be insistent that I move in with him immediately.

  Last week, after over a month of searching, he and Dad found an apartment close to Columbia and in a good neighborhood. I was worried at first. I didn’t think I could be a mom and still go to school.

  Saving Grace came to my rescue, though, and for the past three weeks we’ve been planning my courses and appointments. We’ve looked into childcare at the university and Grace even offered to watch the baby while I was in classes. I told her I’d wait to decide on that until Martin knew.

  “Martin, Dad, Mom. I have some news…”

  I bite my lip and squeeze Grace’s hand for support as they look at me. The longer I take, the more worried their gazes become.

  “I’m pregnant.” My eyes close tightly as I wait on the explosion likely to follow.

  “Congratulations, honey!” Mom says, and I open my eyes to see hers are filled with tears. “Now where’s the vodka?”

  I laugh because, as much as I love the woman, vodka is her first love.

  Dad glares at a shocked Martin.

  “Say something, boy!”

  He smacks the back of Martin’s head and that seems to pull him out of his surprised state.

  “Pregnant?” Martin mutters. I’m not sure how to take his reaction. He talks about a baby all the time. I suppose I thought he’d be excited.

  “I didn’t plan for it to happen,” I whisper when he still remains silent. Tears hover on my eyes and my Dad gets angry.

  Standing in front of Martin, he grips his shoulders and shakes him a little—okay, a lot—and hard.

  “Listen up, Detective, if you don’t give this girl that smile I know you’re holding back and kiss her like you want to annoy me, I’m going to shoot you with your own gun.”

  Dad’s threat works.

  “I’m sure something in there was illegal, but I just don’t give a fuck,” Martin growls as he pushes Dad away and strides the three feet towards me and picks me up in his arms.

  “It’s about fucking time to make you Celeste Lynch, don’t you think?”

  His words are harsh, but the happiness, masked by a sheen of tears in his blue eyes, screams his joy over my surprise.

  “I really do,” I whisper back, kissing him before he has the chance to kiss me. For once, I take control and devour his lips. I dip my tongue in his mouth and suck roughly before I bite him.

  “I love you, Martin,” I murmur.

  “I love you too, Celeste.” He breathes into my neck, holding me tight to his body.

  Epilogue Two

  Marty

  “Martin, did you hear me?” Celeste’s voice is far away. Or at least it feels like it.

  “What is with you and graduation day?” Onyx laughs.

  “It’s not my fault!” she defends. It’s not. At least, I don’t think it is.

  “You broke him this time.” Her father laughs. “Son, you still with us?”

  “Sergeant Martin Lynch, if you don’t respond, I’m calling an ambulance and having you committed.”

  Celeste’s threat makes me blink slowly.

  “Hi, baby.” She whispers to me the same way she does with our three-year-old son, Caleb.

  Clearing my throat, I grip Celeste’s hand, and tell everyone, “Excuse us. We have somewhere to be.” Like our bed.

  “Congratulations!” I hear everyone screaming behind us, but I don’t fucking care. Celeste is damn lucky I have a siren on my car—to race home—or I’d be tanning her ass as soon as we walk through the door.

  “Are you going to say something?” she whispers beside me as I maneuver through the streets to our home.

  “No.”

  “Are you happy?”

  “I will be when I get inside you.”

  “Martin.” She sighs in that way she does when she needs me. When she’s so horny it’s fucking painful.

  I’m barely in the garage of our house and the door is just coming down as she strips off her gown, lifts her dress—no fucking panties—and sits in my lap.

  “We’re having a baby, Martin.”

  She smiles that secret smile that tells me her soul is happy.

  “I couldn’t be fucking happier.”

  Pulling the zipper o
f my slacks down, I don’t bother with the button as my cock springs free and aims right for where he always wants in.

  She sits completely in my lap, sucking my dick into her tightness, and we both sigh with pleasure.

  “Do you think Caleb will be happy?” she worries as she rocks back and forth.

  “Woman, the only thing I’m concerned with right now is this tight little cunt of yours wrapped around my dick.”

  Pushing my seat back, I grip her hips and help her rock along my length. The sounds of our loving are the only noises around us.

  The scent drowns us both in ecstasy as Celeste sighs and moans into my neck as I do all the work.

  “Oh, daddy,” she whimpers into my ear.

  “Fuck, baby. Why’d you wait until the ceremony to tell me? We could have celebrated nicely before. Where I could have taken my time?”

  Caleb was fast asleep on his grandma’s lap when I hauled his momma out of there. As soon as he wakes up and notices she’s gone, all hell will break loose.

  Our son does not like to share her.

  Neither do I. But I have to with the little tyrant. He’s too much like me some days.

  “Because I like when you’re worked up like this.” Her words catch and I know she’s about to come.

  “Tell me again,” I demand.

  “You’re gonna be a daddy again.”

  She does that breathy thing with her voice when she says daddy and I can’t control my reaction. I move her faster on my lap and soon we’re both trying to keep from letting our pleasure crest too quickly.

  “I love you, Mrs. Lynch.” I hiss into her mouth as I devour her scream of pleasure, which sets off my own as she tightens around me, milking every drop of cum I give her. If she wasn’t pregnant already, she would have been.

  “I love you longer, Mr. Lynch,” she whimpers, out of breath.

  She’s not wrong. She has loved me longer. She’s given me everything, and for some crazy reason, keeps giving me more.

  Without Celeste in my life, I’d be living alone, without the most amazing son in the world, and no happiness or laughter in my life.

  Now I’m living it dirty with a wife who likes to keep me on my toes.

  * * *

  The End!

  About the Author

  Krystal is a proud Canadian girl, hailing from Sherwood Park, Alberta. She has a strong dislike for the winter, and a love for spring. Married to her husband Steve, for 15 years, they have 4 beautiful red headed spawns ranging in ages 6-13. She has a strong love of coffee, sarcasm, and wine. (Not necessarily in that order either.)

  Krystal loves to write about instalove between couples looking for love. She has a passion for contemporary romance and springs into menage as often as she can.

  For in the moment updates you can join her reader group – KL’S FIGHTERS.

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