Go Long

by Joanna Blake

I looked at her.

  "Good news or bad news first?"

  She looked at me, concern written all over her face.

  "Good."

  "I got fired."

  Her jaw dropped.

  "That's the good news? What's the bad news?"

  "I'm pregnant."

  Chapter Nineteen

  Trent

  "Are you ready?"

  I nodded.

  "Well, go get her tiger."

  I glared at Joss. He had forced me to get sober. He had forced me to admit my feelings for Lexi. And now he'd forced me to figure out a way to get her back.

  This was what I'd come up with.

  We stood outside Lexi's house in the middle of the afternoon. I hadn't called. Or texted. We hadn't spoke since I dropped her off after our date. Which I could safely say was the world's best/worst first date in the history of the fucking world.

  She could be in Egypt for all I knew. She could hate me. She probably did. She might even have moved on.

  Here goes nothing.

  I lifted my guitar, settling the strap over my shoulder. Joss knocked on the door. Then I started to play.

  "When the darkness falls,

  When the light goes out,

  The angel they call Lexi,

  Is there to help you out.

  Her golden hair and hazel eyes,

  Her kindness and her grit,

  She'll pull the best out of you,

  Even if it's not worth shit."

  "That's a terrible song, mister."

  I turned around to see Lexi and her sister standing on the sidewalk behind me. Charlotte was eating an ice cream cone and staring at me. Lexi looked like she didn't know what to think.

  Not angry. Just... confused.

  Joss was laughing silently. He was enjoying this way too much. Considering how rarely he laughed, I knew I must look like a complete idiot.

  "You're right. I just couldn't quite seem to find the right words to describe what an ass I am."

  "You shouldn't say shit."

  I nodded eagerly at Char, glad that someone seemed to want to talk to me.

  "You're right. I'll fix that. It needs work obviously."

  "How long did it take you?"

  I stared at her, then at Lexi.

  "A couple of weeks. Actually, I wrote it the first day that I realized what an idiot I was. The rest of the time I spent hoping your sister might calm down enough for me to play it to her."

  Charlotte licked her ice cream cone.

  "She's calm. She cries a lot."

  My eyes darted to Lexi. She lifted her chin proudly. God, I loved this woman.

  "Can we go for a walk Lexi? Or go somewhere to talk?"

  She stared at me. For a minute I thought she was going to say no. Then she nodded.

  "Come inside. Your friend too."

  "Joss."

  She nodded at him.

  "Hi, I'm Lexi. This is Char."

  Joss followed us inside the cramped little house. It was neat as a pin. But the furniture was old and broken down. This was not a welcoming place to live. For a moment, I clearly saw everything that Lexi was up against.

  I could have helped her. Treasured her.

  Instead I'd treated her like garbage.

  I swallowed.

  "Let's go out back."

  I followed her to the yard. She'd been making an effort, I could tell. Little flowers were everywhere. Most of them already wilted from the midday heat.

  I knew how they felt. I stood there, not sure where to start. I guess I better just get to it.

  "Lexi, I'm so sorry."

  She sat in a rusted gliding chair, rocking gently back and forth.

  "For what?"

  "I was upset when you said I was just a fling. I wanted to hurt you like you'd hurt me."

  She sighed.

  "I thought maybe that's what it was."

  "You did?"

  She nodded.

  "We've made a real mess of things Trent."

  "I know and I want to make it up to you. I don't know how to say this but- I'm in love with you."

  She was speaking at the same time and barely heard me.

  "I'm pregnant."

  "What?

  She looked as surprised as I was.

  "I thought you were on the pill."

  "And I thought you had a vasectomy. It was in your chart."

  "I did but it reversed itself."

  "Apparently."

  I was in shock. But it was a good shock. I lifted her up and squeezed her carefully.

  "Oh my God Lexi, we're going to have a baby!"

  She frowned at me.

  "What are you talking about?"

  "You and me, and Char and the dogs. We are all moving in together. I will take care of you if you let me."

  "Why would you do that?"

  "I told you. I'm in love with you. Didn't you hear me?"

  She was shaking her head no. She didn't want me. She didn't believe me.

  "You are the most stubborn woman I have ever met."

  I scooped her up into my arms. She let out an adorable little squeak.

  "You are coming with me Lexi. You are mine, God dammit. Enough of this bullshit!"

  "But-"

  My mouth crashed down on hers, silencing her. I didn't want to hear it. I refused to hear it.

  Thank God, she decided to kiss me back. For a minute I hadn't been sure. And then her arms had slid around my neck, holding my head in place so she could kiss the hell out of me.

  I lifted my head, staring down at her.

  "Pack your things. We are leaving."

  "Char doesn't like changes."

  I grinned at her.

  "She'll like this one."

  Lexi

  I stood at the enormous kitchen island, watching Char outside playing with Trent's dogs. Our dogs in fact. He'd insisted that we were one big family. As of today.

  Just like that.

  Just like snapping his fingers.

  And Char seemed totally okay with it. Especially when he'd spontaneously played a song for her about it.

  "You'll come and live with the dogs,

  The dogs will try to eat your toes.

  But not really eat your toes.

  They will probably just lick your toes."

  She'd been giggling nonstop, making him play it again and again. I smiled, still not sure what to think. Yes, we'd been in trouble money wise. Yes, I was pregnant. And yes, I was pretty sure I was in love with Trent.

  But him in love with me?

  It seemed laughable.

  Then again, the way he acted... he had been hurt. He had been trying to prove something to me on the ride back from Hawaii.

  It had worked. Maybe too well.

  I jumped as he came up behind me, kissing my neck.

  "What do you think?"

  I looked around his beautiful home. It was mid-century, renovated perfectly. The lawn was manicured. There was a beautiful, inviting pool in the yard. It even had a guesthouse.

  Maybe Mrs. Keeley would come and visit once in a while. She could spend the night. Maybe someday if Char kept making progress, she could live there.

  I shook my head. It was crazy, thinking about that far ahead.

  "It's beautiful Trent."

  He squeezed me.

  "You are beautiful."

  I turned to look at him. His face was kind. Smiling. He looked happier than I'd ever seen him. He looked like he was at peace.

  "You really want us to move in here?"

  "Want? That doesn't begin to cover it. It's happening."

  His arms pulled me closer and he kissed me.

  "I need you to be here. I have been out of my mind without you. I just didn't know how to ask."

  I laughed.

  "You pretty much dragged me into your cave by the hair."

  He grinned at me, looking like a little boy on Christmas morning.

  "Unga bunga."

  He kissed me again. Behind him, Joss
cleared his throat.

  "It looks like my work is done here."

  Trent turned, not letting go of me for an instant.

  "Stay bro'. Celebrate with us."

  The tall quiet man shook his head.

  "My client is arriving tonight. I've done all the security for her house but now I need to be there to greet her. It's a 24/7 job."

  He looked at me. I could detect a very, very small smile at the corner of his lips and icy pale blue eyes.

  "Will you look after him?"

  I nodded, suddenly sure that I would.

  His smile grew. I could actually see it now.

  "Good. I worry about this one. Now, I won't have to."

  He leaned in and kissed my hand.

  "He's a good guy, despite his best efforts to prove otherwise."

  I smiled. He loved Trent, that much was obvious. Hell, I did too.

  Why fight it?

  Because of some stupid jealously or judgment over what he had done before he met me?

  None of that mattered.

  The only thing that mattered was how he treated Char and I. How he made me feel. Treasured. Cherished. Loved.

  He was a good person. He just didn't know it yet.

  I smiled, suddenly feeling that everything was going to be alright after all.

  I was going to take care of him.

  And I'd let him take care of me.

  Chapter Twenty

  Trent

  I flipped a tiny flapjack into the air, watching as Jezebel leapt up in the air to catch it. She gobbled it up greedily as Hendrix and Sally watched. They both had short legs and couldn't jump as high.

  Jez always caught the pancakes.

  "Again!"

  Char was giggling maniacally as I tossed another flapjack in the air.

  "Don't get her too excited."

  I looked up to see my sleepy headed girlfriend walk into the kitchen. She was wearing an old pair of flannel pajama bottoms and one of my shirts. Her outfit was almost as shapeless as those scrubs.

  She still looked good enough to eat.

  I nodded, winking at Char. I was coming to understand her moods. Sometimes her emotions tipped out of balance. She didn't have the tools to right herself.

  It was a delicate balancing act.

  I was starting to learn how much responsibility Lexi had had, almost her entire life. It was in stark contrast to my freewheeling life. Even as a kid, I hadn't been tied down. Even if I'd wanted to be. And I had wanted the rules and boundaries that parents would have given me. And the love.

  Now I was getting a second chance. I wasn't going to mess that up. Not for anything.

  I craved the responsibility of taking care of these two ladies.

  And whoever was growing in Lexi's belly. I couldn't wait to meet the little one. And take care of him or her. All three of them in fact.

  I would take some of that pressure off Lexi. She wouldn't be alone anymore.

  Neither would I.

  "We're having a little pancake party."

  Char clapped her hands gleefully.

  "Pancake party! Pancake party!"

  I smiled and handed her two small flapjacks.

  "Ready?"

  She nodded.

  I flipped one into the air for Jezzy as Char slipped the other two dogs one pancake each. She giggled from the way their tongues tickled her. She loved the dogs, or 'dergs' as she called them.

  Lexi thought they might be therapeutic. Char had only had one tantrum since they'd moved in last week. Even though all their stuff had just arrived in the past few days, Char had eased into the transition surprisingly well.

  It must be the dergs.

  "What do you guys want to do today?"

  "Beach!"

  I smiled.

  Char loved the beach. She loved the pool too. Except when she didn't.

  Then all hell broke loose.

  I had seen that when Lexi told her she couldn't have a second ice cream cone. Char had gone from sweet woman-child to a screaming she-devil in less than sixty seconds. Lexi had looked at me apologetically as Char screamed bloody murder.

  "The sugar makes it worse. We have to moderate it. Try not to engage when she gets like this."

  We had walked on the sand for a while, Char trailing behind us. She'd howled a bit before quieting down. Then I'd felt her hand slip into mine.

  I had one girl on each arm. I felt protective over both of them.

  In that moment, I couldn't lie.

  I felt like a King.

  Lexi

  "I need to look for a job."

  "Not today Lexi, pleasssse."

  "Yeah, pleassssse."

  I looked from Char to Trent and back again. We'd been living together for a week. So far it had gone well.

  Too well.

  "Besides, what do you need to work for?"

  I didn't want to ruin their fun by telling them why. In case this didn't work out. In case he didn't want us to stick around.

  I was going to have three mouths to feed if he ever kicked us out.

  Not to mention I was pretty sure Char would kidnap one of the dogs.

  In the end I'd given in though. We drove up the coast a bit, to Leo Carillo Park. We'd brought a picnic basket, blanket and the dogs.

  It was pretty much the best day ever. We'd walked along the rocky beach and hiked a bit. We'd eaten some very yummy sandwiches made by Olivia that morning. We'd thrown a Frisbee with Char and the dogs. I'd been falling asleep on Trent's shoulder by the time we were ready to go home.

  Home.

  There it was again.

  It already felt like home. Our home.

  Even Trent's long term maid Olivia had taken a shine to Char. And vise versa. Everything really did seem to be falling into place.

  "Tired?"

  "Just a little."

  "Sleep in the car, I have plans for you later."

  I smiled sleepily.

  "What sort of plans?

  "The kind that make you go oh, oh, oh!"

  I smacked him. He did do a very good impersonation of the sounds I'd been making lately. He'd been very, very attentive to keeping me satisfied. I felt an answering warmth between my legs.

  "We can't go crazy though."

  "I know."

  He kissed my temple.

  "I just won't... go deep."

  I nodded, smiling happily.

  I slept the whole car ride home.

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Trent

  "Lay on your side."

  Lexi was half asleep from the car ride home. Olivia was making dinner for Char. I told her to put the leftovers in the fridge for us.

  We had things to do.

  Lexi rolled to her side obediently. I liked this side of her. Soft and pliant.

  My cock lurched in my jeans.

  I was going to have my way with her. Again. I loved having her at my beck and call.

  I stripped quickly, throwing my clothes on the floor. Then I lifted her sundress up and over her legs. I tried to shimmy it up over her shoulders without disturbing her too much.

  I groaned at the sight of her bare body.

  She wasn't wearing a bra.

  I knew it must be my imagination, but her high perky tits looked fuller already. I was going to really enjoy the next nine months of extra boobage.

  Not that she wasn't already perfect.

  But more was... more.

  I pulled her panties down slowly. Then I lifted one thigh and eased my head between them. I kissed her gently, nibbling at her sweet pussy for a while. She had gotten used to my size to some extent, but it seemed wise to make sure she was extra prepared for the snake.

  Besides, I loved doing it.

  It was pretty much the greatest thing in the world.

  Top three anyway.

  I grinned at the sweet little sounds she was making. She was close. I decided to finish her off with my cock and hands.

  I gave her pussy one last kiss and eased up behind h
er, spooning her.

  Slowly, I edged my cock between her plump little pussy lips. She sighed as I kissed her neck. One hand reached for those gorgeous tits of hers, the other held her hip in place until I was firmly entrenched inside her.

  Then I started to move.

  My hand found her button as I slid in and out of her hot, tight little honey hole. I groaned. It couldn't possibly be better than this. For anyone. Ever.

  She whimpered, sounding like a sexy little kitten. Her sugar walls undulated against me, making us both groan in unison. I picked up my tempo slightly, my cock sliding home with each thrust. Not too deep or hard.

  But deep enough.

  My balls brushed her soft sweet bottom and I grunted. I'd like to take her that way again too. Soon.

  The possibilities of what we could do together were endless. But the standard operating procedure was fine too. I'd never get bored of this feeling of completion.

  I pulled gently on her nipples, using both hands. She froze, then started thrashing against me. Oh, so kitten liked it a little rough after all. I kept the slow steady pistoning motion of my cock going as she creamed all over me.

  Hmmffff... perfection.

  I reached down for her button again, strumming it with my callused fingers.

  "That's it. Cum for me Lexi..."

  She gasped, her body completely in my control. I could do what I wanted with her. And what I wanted, was to make her cum.

  A lot.

  I pushed in as far as I dared, then made small thrusts, barely pulling out at all. She screamed and I put my hand over her face, grinning.

  "Shhhh... you'll scare your sister."

  "Ahhhh... ahhh... ahhhh!!!"

  I was smiling as I rode her, my cock and balls starting to feel heavy and full. Which was impressive, considering how many times we'd fucked last night.

  And this morning.

  I was keeping her busy. I wasn't going to let her get away. Or think about moving out.

  I had plans for my Sexy Lexi.

  I groaned as the heat exploded from my cock. I felt her cuming around me again. Somehow, she always seemed to finish with me. Her pussy was just that in tune with my cock.

  It was fucking magical.

  I could feel my load going on and on. It was one of the biggest loads I'd ever released. All from a gentle, tender loving side fuck.