by Arow Jones
“JT, I’m so sorry. I was scared and overwhelmed.”
“I understand. I’m sorry I reacted the way I did.”
“What do you mean?”
“Uh, I kind of got angry, told of Blanche and got shit faced.” She giggled.
“I would have loved to see the look on Blanche’s face.”
“What Blanche had said? It’s not true. I would never use you. I love you. I love you more than anything in this world Lily. I don’t ever want you to forget that. Please don’t cry.” I kiss the tears from her eyes. Sighing in content she slides her arms around my neck. Her lips find mine. She winces when she tries to lean towards me. “No, baby, you need to rest. I’m not going anywhere.”
“JT, I love you. I’ve loved you all my life.
Epilogue
The smell of bacon and sugary baked goods wakes me. Mmm, coffee. I stretch my arms, smiling, remember why my muscles are so sore. Since the night of the accident I had been taking it easy. The doctors let JT take me home, as long as I stayed in bed for the following weeks. He more than happily obliged. Carrying me across the threshold like a true bride he reminded me of my strict medical orders. The silly grin on his face made it hard to take him seriously but I knew if I tried to go against him he would push back. He had my best interest at heart. I love the way he protects me, carrying for my needs, anticipating my desires.
Desires were a plenty. After a week of bed rest I was already stir crazy. I had already spent two weeks before that in a hospital bed. JT was so careful with me, he barely touched me. He wouldn’t even sleep in the same bed with me, insisting I needed my rest. I would rest better knowing he was next to me. It had to end. Tonight.
One year later…
I rummaged through the walk in closet we shared, remembering the naughty number I wore to entice JT into bed with me. Once I got him there, he never left. JT had insisted I stay with him while I recovered. I had no intention of leaving. Besides, the bathroom is to die for! It’s a girl’s bathroom come true. His and her sinks are sunk into a granite counter top. The soaking tub is enormous! It could fit three of me. I love taking a bath, watching JT take a shower. The glass doors allow me to see all of him. It’s as big as the bathtub with double shower heads over head and side shower heads. The entire bathroom is outfitted with speakers and small monitors.
The closet is a room in itself. Skye and JT surprised me with a larger closet for my birthday. They tore down the wall, splitting the next room over into a walk-in closet and connecting Laundry room. We already had a laundry room downstairs, next to the two guest rooms and office but Skye insisted it would be better to have one upstairs since we lived up there. We didn’t remove the ones downstairs.
Upstairs we still had two extra rooms, even with the renovation. Chase has one room. The other… let’s just say, it will soon have its own little occupant.
I sigh. Content with the feeling of her naked body beside me. I could have lost her, in more ways than one. If it hadn’t been for that poker game. I wouldn’t be here right now. I can’t imagine my life without this woman beside me. It’s been almost a year since then. I was planning on making her a candle light dinner on the back porch tonight. We never had a honeymoon. I want to surprise her with a trip to the Bahamas for our one year anniversary. Lately, she’s been talking about all the things she hasn’t done. The beach is on her ‘bucket list.’
Aside from the trip our summer is mostly planned out. During the year we rebuilt the barn lost in the fire. The apartment is bigger than the one before, stocked just the same but we added another bedroom. Lily has it in her head we should have a boys room and a girls room in addition to the common game room. She calls it a girl cave. I laughed at her suggestion which earned me a swift kick in the shin.
We decided to renovate the kitchen at the Lucky Five ranch and make some updates. Even though Lily isn’t staying there anymore, Kenny will be. Chase insisted on pitching in for the master bedroom updates. I think he has an agenda of his own. Grayson has been a huge help, dragging Skye into the renovations. She acts like she’s being forced but she always has a smile on her face.
We’re planning on having an open house of sorts to welcome new clients. Lily and Kenny had earned a certification to provide equine assisted therapy to the disabled. They are already booked solid for the next three months. Kenny, Skye and Grayson are all graduating next week. Kenny agreed to come back and stay at the Lucky Five. I convinced Lily to move in with me after her accident. I had planned on asking her anyways but I used the accident to get my way.
At first she was nervous about sleeping together but I managed to avoid sleeping in the same bed as her for at least a week. I knew she was furious I had stayed away. My little Sugar is sweet but sour when I deny her. After a week she was just as sexually frustrated as I me. I managed to hold her at bay a few more days before finally giving in to her soft body. Making slow love to her until she had enough strength.
Her courage and determination inspire me in so many ways. She makes me proud to be her husband. Husband.
I’m so caught up in her I don’t realize she’s talking to me. “Mmm?”
“I said, do you want children?” I open my eyes, looking into beautiful pools of sea green.
“Hell yes! You got something you want to tell me Sugar?”
“Um.”
“Yes?” My shit eating grin matched hers. We agreed she would stop taking the pills months ago, wanting to have children sooner rather than later. I finally hit the target. I roll over on top of her, placing a kiss on her belly. “Hi there little guy.”
“JT! It’s too early. And what if it’s a girl?”
“Guy still works. G is for girl, UY is for guy. See. Hey there little guy” I press more kisses on her belly. She laughs.
“You are too much.” I look her in the eyes.
“Sugar, you are more than enough but the thought your belly swelling with our child only makes me want to make more babies.” She grabs my head, pulling me to her lips. She reaches down to grab my ass. Her sexual appetite has grown over the past year. We can’t get enough of one another.
When her other hand reaches between my legs…
“Steady, Sugar.”
About the Author
Arow Jones is a pen name, or my alter ego. I haven’t decided yet *wink*. I’m a mother and wife living in sunny California. Wishing I was back on my farm of chickens, horses, and dogs running a mock but life takes us places we need to be for many reasons. I find myself in a place where I can finally embrace life. Writing has been a therapeutic outlet for me. I have stories to tell and I want to share them.
This is my first book! Please be gently but honest. A big thanks to my husband and kids for putting up with my moods and giving me time to pound away at the keyboard. I love you! Thank you to my little sister S who put the wild idea in my head to write not just for me but to put myself out there. And lastly, thank you to the many writers whose stories have entertained me, made me cry, swoon, laugh, and inspired me to write my own stories.
Arow
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Table of Contents
One
Two
Three
Four
Five
Six
Seven
Eight
Nine
Ten
Eleven
Twelve
Thirteen
Fourteen
Fifteen
Sixteen
Seventeen
Eighteen
Nineteen
Twenty
Twenty One
Twenty Two
Twenty Three
Twenty Four
Twenty Five
Twenty Six
Twenty Seven
Twenty Eight
Twenty Nine
Thirty
Epilogue
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