by Lane Hart
"No. It's twins."
The color drained from his face, and his hand reached out to grab onto his car to steady himself.
"How'd you … They told you?"
"Yes," I sighed. Opening my car door I dug through my purse and pulled out the picture I'd been carrying around for weeks, offering it to him. "Our babies."
He took the ultrasound picture from me with a shaking hand. Pulling off his sunglasses, I watched his jaw clench firmly before he exploded. "Why the fuck are you showing me this and telling me this now? Do you have any idea how much it hurt before? Fuck!" he yelled, shaking his head. "How could you?"
"I-I couldn't."
"What? What do you mean you couldn't?"
"I lied. I'm still pregnant with our babies."
His mouth fell open at the same time he sucked in a breath like he’d been punched in the stomach. "What the fuck Jess? Why would you lie about something like that?"
"Because I don't want you to be with me, be with us, out of obligation. I wanted you to be with me because it's what you want."
He slid down the side of his car until his butt hit the pavement, still holding the ultrasound photo. I gave him a moment to let it soak in.
"So, you … you’re really keeping them?"
"Yes. That’s why I had to get another job. My stomach is already getting a bump, so I couldn't keep dancing."
"You're still pregnant, and you’ve got a bump? Like a baby bump?" he asked, blinking rapidly before his glistening blue gaze dropped to my belly.
"Yeah, but its babies bump. Ba-bies. It took me awhile to get used to it too."
"Oh God! I was too rough with you. What if I hurt them? You should've told me!" he said in a panic.
"Calm down. They're the size of peas. They're fine."
"They. You're pregnant with not one, but two of my babies."
"Yep, still two of them. I sure as hell hope a third one doesn't pop up when I go to the doctor Monday."
"You're going to the doctor Monday?" he asked, his expression brightening.
"Yeah. Why? Do you, do you, um, want to come with me?"
"Yes. I need …"
"Further confirmation?" I finished for him.
"Yeah."
"Okay, I'll text you their address. It's at 8:00 am."
"Monday?"
"Yeah, I had to reschedule the one yesterday so I wouldn't miss work."
"Do you know … did they tell you, if it's boys or girls?"
I shook my head. "Too early. But it could be one of each."
"Holy fuck."
"That's pretty much everyone's reaction," I laughed.
"Everyone's? You told everyone you're having my babies except me?"
"Um, just Lauren. And Will. That bastard figured it out on his own and told Dylan, I didn't tell them."
"Caleb know?"
I laughed. "If he did, you'd already know."
"That's true. So what are we going to do?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, are we still going to date? See each other? Fuck? You sure fucking doesn't hurt them?"
I couldn’t help my smile. "Yes. And the bonus is, we don’t need to use condoms."
He smiled wickedly sexy at that and finally stood back up, stalking toward me. "You're an evil woman, and I'm so fucking pissed at you for lying to me. But I want you so bad right now that I may explode. Partially because we don't need a condom, but mostly because you're pregnant with my babies. There's something about that … God, you're so fucking hot."
I cleared my throat when he grabbed my ass and pressed himself against me, making arousal heat my body at his words and close proximity. "Don't-don't you have to go to work?"
"Fuck work," he said before his mouth went to my neck.
"Oh well, um, you do have two children on the way. Although, I'm not going to ask you to support them. This was my decision, not yours so …"
"Fuck that. I'll never be a dead beat dad, damn it. I wanted you to have the baby. Babies," he corrected when he raised his head back up.
"I don't know what I was thinking. I was being selfish, worried about money. Then when they told me it was twins it all became real, and I couldn't imagine going through with it. I guess it sounds stupid to say I was going to have an abortion because I didn't think I could afford a baby, but when I found out it was two babies I had to keep them."
"Thank you for keeping them. I want to be there for you and them, and if you ever change your mind again just … don't take them away from me, okay?"
"Okay."
"Damn it, I better get to work. I hate third shift. With your work schedule now and me on third I'll never get a chance to see you."
"Friday night?" I asked.
"Hell yes. I go off rotation Friday morning. You want to come over to my place?"
"Yeah. Jonathan will probably stay with friends, and I'd like to see your new apartment."
"It needs to be christened. I've lived there almost a month and haven't had any action in it yet."
That fact shouldn't have made me as happy as it did, but I was glad he hadn't been with anyone but me.
"We'll take care of that this weekend," I assured him.
"I can't wait," he said, leaning forward to close the distance between us and giving me a kiss that made my knees weak again. "Fuck," he groaned, pulling away. "I don't know if I can wait until Friday."
"Meet you here again tomorrow night? Same time, same … game?"
"Oh hell yes. I'll be hard until tomorrow just thinking about what we did tonight."
I laughed and raised up on my toes to kiss him bye again. When I pulled away both of Tyler's hands dropped to my lower belly.
"You kids be good to your mama, and no fighting," he ordered, flashing me a smile before putting his sunglasses on and heading back to his car. A minute later he was gone, leaving me standing there still grinning.
I felt surprisingly ecstatic now that he knew the truth, and was so happy about it. And he'd told me he wanted me, after everything I've done, and before he found out I was still pregnant.
Lauren was right, Tyler was actually excited about being a father, and didn't seem to mind that there were going to be two babies. I drove straight to her house to tell her all about my new job, my pull over, and that I'd finally told Tyler.
I practically skipped up the sidewalk to Lauren and Caleb's front door. She opened it before I knocked, and then her arms went around me.
"I'm so glad you told him!" she exclaimed.
"Tyler's already called Caleb?" I asked.
"They're worse than a bunch of women," she said, rolling her eyes with a smile. "Come on in."
"Hey, it's Tyler's babies' mama," Caleb teased from the living room.
"Hey, troublemaker."
"Tyler is really happy. I'm glad you decided to keep them," he said.
"Yeah, well I bet he won't be so happy when we have two screaming babies keeping us up all night."
"You're going to live together?" Lauren asked.
"Shit. No," I said, smacking myself on the forehead. "I don't know where that came from. I got carried away."
"Aw. But it's what you want."
"Of course it's what I want, but I'm not deluding myself into thinking it’s what's best, or what will happen."
"It might," she said. "So how's the new job?"
"Awesome. Right up until Tyler told me I work for the attorney that's defending the fucker that shot him."
Cue double gasps.
"No!" Lauren exclaimed
"Yes. Tyler said that if the jury finds the asshole not guilty, he might lose his badge."
"Fuck!" Caleb exclaimed.
"My feelings exactly."
"So what are you going to do? You need this job, especially the insurance."
"I'm going to talk to Mr. Montgomery tomorrow to make sure there's no conflict, then I'll do my job and it'll all be over in a month, hopefully with our client going away for attempted murder."
"Shit," she muttered.
"Tell me about it. But let's not dwell on that. Let me tell you about the high point of my day, well other than telling Tyler I'm carrying his kids. Earmuffs Caleb, it's about to get all TMI in here," I warned him taking a seat on the couch.
"I'll just go back here," he said, pointing before heading to the bedroom and shutting the door.
"So, is it about you and Tyler getting it on?" Lauren asked when she took a seat beside me on the sofa.
"Yes. That man is so sexy he should be illegal. But hell, you know that, you banged him for months."
"He is damn hot and a helluva good bang. Don't tell Caleb I said that," she added quickly, right before a white ball of fur climbed up her pants leg like she was a tree.
"Aw, he's so cute," I told her, reaching to rub the little guy on his fluffy round head.
"No!" Lauren yelled, jerking him from my reach.
"Oh-kay. Why can't I pet your cute little pussy?"
She laughed and sat him down on the floor. "It's for your sake, silly. Pregnant women can get toxoplasmosis from cats."
"Oh, shit. I didn't know that. What the hell is taxiplaysmoses or whatever you said?" I didn't know anything about being pregnant or having babies. I had a lot to learn over the next few months.
"Just don't touch his paws or his litter pan and you should be okay," she joked. "So, please continue with your story of banging Tyler."
"Right. So, I'm heading home after work, my mind a million miles away, when suddenly blue lights pull me over."
"It was Tyler?"
"Yes, but I didn't know that at first. It didn't even cross my mind. So I'm freaking out when he shows up outside my door, then he goes all naughty cop on me."
"Oooh. What happened?"
"He's all, Get out of the car and spread them, and I'm like What is your problem Tyler? Then he whips me around, cuffs my hands behind my back, frisked me thoroughly. I mean thou-rough-ly, talking dirty the whole time. He told me that if I gave him certain … favors he wouldn't 'arrest me.'"
"Fuck, that's hot."
"Oh yeah. I mean he was hardcore, all authoritative and rough. He fingered me against the car, told me I had to get on my knees and suck him, then he turned me around and held me down while he fucked me on the trunk of my car."
"Oh my God."
"That's what I said, loudly and several times over."
"I've got to get Caleb a police uniform," she muttered.
"Uh-huh. So fucking hot. And we agreed to meet up and do it again tomorrow night since our work schedules suck right now."
"Wow."
"Needless to say, it has been an awesome damn day."
"I'm so happy for you. And Tyler. This is great."
"So I guess I'll head on home and think about tonight's tryst until tomorrow's," I said with a girlish giggle.
Chapter Seventeen
Jess
"So, Jess, now that you're getting a feel for things, let me start filling you in on the attempted murder case coming up," my boss Joe Montgomery said.
"The officer shooting?" I asked.
"Yeah, have you heard about it on the news?"
"Um, well I need to talk to you about that. You see, the officer that was shot is my babies' daddy."
"Hold on. You're telling me that you're knocked up by the victim, Officer Tyler Evans? And not just one baby but babies plural?"
"Yes and yes. Two to be exact."
"Holy fuck."
I laughed at his reaction, as it was identical to everyone’s so far. "This is bad right?"
"This is … certainly not good," he said rubbing his temples.
"I'm sorry I'm such a pain in the ass."
"What are the odds? Seriously. Okay, I'm going to have to run this by the State Bar's ethic committee before we do anything else. Maybe since you've never worked on the case and agree to never touch it, we might be okay."
"But then who'll help you get ready for trial?"
"I have a stack of resumes from law students that want to intern for trial experience. I'll bring on three or four if I need to."
"So I'm not getting fired?"
"What? No! Even though you've never worked in an office before you're doing great, Jess. Everyone in the office and all of our clients love you. You're not going anywhere."
…
Tyler
It was almost five-thirty, so Jess should be showing up any minute now. My cock was hard as diamond just thinking about what we were about to do. I reminded my cock that we had to go easy on the woman since she's carrying my children.
I was still in shock. Yesterday when Jess showed me the ultrasound picture I'd felt sick thinking about what I thought she’d done. Even though I still can't believe she lied, I sort of understood her reasoning. She wanted to give us a chance to have a relationship without the babies being the glue that held us together.
There are no words to describe how relieved and happy I was to find out she was keeping them. Them. Our babies.
I cared about Jess, even when I thought she'd made the decision without me to terminate the pregnancy. She’d had a tough past and was worried about taking care of her brother. Fuck, it felt good to know she hadn't made such a drastic decision after all.
I was already falling for her, so being able to let go of all my anger, depression and guilt felt incredible. Being with her is all I'd wanted before, only now she's no longer who I wanted, but who I needed. She's what I need more than anything.
Being a father wasn't going to be easy, that was for sure, but I already loved the two tiny babies we'd created. My sons or daughters had me looking at the world in a whole new way. I couldn't wait to tell my parents. I didn't want to do it over the phone, so I hoped Jess would agree to go see them with me this weekend. I wanted them to meet her too, and Jonathan. Soon we'd have two babies binding our families by blood.
Jess's little blue Ford finally pulled up in the abandoned lot and came to a stop beside my police cruiser. I jumped out to walk over to her, and she was out before I could get there. Then she was on me.
Our mouths met, frantic and needy. Her arms wrapped around my neck, and mine went around her small waist, pulling her to me until our bodies touched from lips to groin.
My hands slid down to her ass to go exploring under her skirt. I groaned when I discovered she wasn’t wearing any panties, and she was dripping wet. Guess I wasn’t the only one all worked up about our meeting.
While my fingers began to move in and out of her tight pussy, her hands went to undo my pants and eagerly started stroking my cock. I pushed her skirt over her hips, then leaned her back against her car, with her legs around my waist.
No condom required, so I slid right into her warm wetness. And oh God, when she tightened around me it felt like fucking heaven.
I looked down at her, and those amazing amber eyes were burning right into mine. It was the first time I'd ever seen them while being in her, and it felt … right. Like we'd finally made it over all the hurdles we'd faced and were going to be okay.
My mouth fused to hers again, trying to show her how much I wanted her and no one else. When her head fell back with her orgasm neither of us had yet spoken a word to each other. Our bodies and moans said everything that needed to be said.
That was my last thought before my body tensed and I found my own incredible release deep inside of her.
Neither of us moved, even after we came back down from our highs. Our tongues teased and stroked each other lightly and leisurely, and God it felt so damn good.
I finally lowered Jess's legs to the ground, and pulled away from her once I knew she was steady on her feet.
"Hey," I said, grinning like the Cheshire cat.
"Hey," she echoed, beautiful with her satisfied smile and flushed face.
"How much longer to Friday?"
"Too long," she replied.
"Tell me about it. How are you feeling?" I asked, reaching down to rub my knuckles over her lower stomach.
"Very sated, and a little tir
ed."
"I’m sorry. You're probably ready to get home."
"I'm fine. I've been looking forward to this all day."
"Me too."
"So, I'm not going to be working on the Richardson case," she said.
"Really? Why not?"
"Joe thought it would be best if I didn't get into the file, so he's going to bring on some law school interns to help with trial prep."
"Oh good. That makes me feel a little better." It was still tough to know that the man who paid Jess's salary was trying to make me look like a trigger happy cop and blame the entire shooting on me. At least Jess wouldn't be helping prepare the asshole's case against me.
"Me too. I don't think I could've handled working on that case knowing it'd hurt you."
"I'm sorry I flipped out when you told me you were working for him. And I have to say, I'd rather you work for him than dance naked in front of a bunch of men," I told her.
"You don't say?" she laughed.
"So, I have a favor to ask for this weekend."
"What's that? Is the favor sexual in nature?" she joked.
"Actually no, but I may need to amend it," I laughed. "I was wondering if you might want to drive up to the mountains with me on Saturday. You know, to meet my parents?"
Her mouth formed the 'O' shape of surprise before she finally nodded. "You're going to tell them?"
"Yeah."
"How do you think they'll feel about it?" she asked, biting her bottom lip. I could hear the nervousness in her voice.
"Don't worry," I assured her. "They'll be happy. Really happy. And these kids will be spoiled before they're born."
I was an only child, and knew my mom had wanted more kids, but her and my dad couldn’t have anymore. My mom loves kids so much I'm surprised they never adopted. Giving them grandkids will have my mom doing cartwheels. My dad, well I knew he'd love being a grandpa, but he was more traditional and would probably be disappointed that I knocked Jess up out of wedlock.
"Really? You think they'll be happy?" she asked in wonder. I hated how shitty she and Jonathan's family life had been growing up. My parents were going to love them both, which I hoped would help Jess see that some families can be picture perfect. I wouldn't settle for anything less for the one we were starting, despite the circumstances.
