Page 16 of Madd Love

She waves and starts walking in my direction. I beeline, moving straight toward her. I take her into my arms, hugging her tightly to my chest.

“You look amazing tonight.”

“So do you.” She wraps her arms around my neck and squeezes. I momentarily enjoy the feel of her against me before I set her back on her feet, and I hold her at arm’s length to look at her.

So fucking beautiful.

I can hardly believe she’s mine.I kiss her cheek and finally realize what she’s holding in her hand, a heart-shaped balloon. She sees me notice it and holds it out to me.

“Got you something.”

I chuckle and take it from her. “Thank you, sweetheart. That’s thoughtful of you.”

I’ve never had a woman get me a gift like this or flowers; this was so sweet of her to think of me, but that’s who Jen is. I kiss her lips, and what started as just a sweet peck is turning into more, as it often does between us. I manage to break free.

“Come on, let’s move into the kitchen and get you something to drink.”

We head back toward the kitchen. She settles on a bar stool across from the stove where I’m cooking.

“How was your day at work?” I ask as I pour her a glass of wine and set it in front of her. “There you go. It’s the good stuff that you like.”

She eyes it for a moment but doesn’t take a drink. “Can I have some water, please?”

“Of course.” I grab another glass, walk to the fridge, get her some ice water, and take it back to her. “Not in the mood to drink tonight?” I ask as I turn my attention back to the pan.

“About that, um, I’m pregnant.”

My head shoots up so fast that I think I just gave myself whiplash. “Is this a joke?”

She doesn’t seem to be laughing, and in fact, her face is very fucking serious. “No, it’s not a joke. I am pregnant.”

I turn off the stove so I don’t accidentally burn down my house and sit beside Jen. I take her hand in mine. “Are you okay?”

She smiles, “Yeah, I think so. I’ve had a few days to adjust to the idea. I’d imagine I looked a lot like you do right now. Are you okay?”

“I think I’m still processing. I have to ask, and just so you know, I would care for you both regardless of your answer. Am I the father?”

Jen reaches over and hugs me. “I love that you said that. Thank you.”

I can’t believe I’m thinking this, but I hope I am the father.

“Yeah, Maddox. The baby is yours.”

“Wow! Holy shit!” I grab her, and I kiss her. I’m going to be a dad! This is fucking amazing! “Fuck dinner,” I say the words in between kisses. “I want to eat you.”

I lift her from the bar stool, and she squeals, and her peals of laughter go straight to my heart. This beautiful woman who danced into my life one night is now the mother of my child. Life is unbelievably wonderful at times. I carry her to the couch and lay her down, spreading out on top of her.

“I’m not hurting you, am I?”

Jen runs her hand across my cheek. “Not at all. We can still do everything we’ve always done; well, most things.”

I feel a bit of relief, knowing that they’re both safe. “Oh yeah? Can I make you come?” I lean over her and nip her pebbled nipple through the fabric of her dress.

“Oh, God, yes!” Her fingers slide into my hair as I kiss her full lips and lift the skirt of her dress, bunching it around her waist. I trail my fingers down her thigh and back toward her pussy, dipping a finger under the edge of her panties.

“You’re always so wet for me.”It drives me fucking insane.

“You drive me crazy.” She leans up to capture my mouth in a punishing kiss, and I start to finger her wet cunt.

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