Page 11 of The Mountain Man's Muffin

“Your gran is fucking awesome.” Austin came up beside me and wrapped an arm around my shoulder. “I have a hunch she set us up.”

“What makes you say that?”

“Well, I wasn’t completely honest yesterday. I fibbed a tiny bit.”

“Huh? When?” I didn’t know if I should be mad or what.

“When I said I saw your car here and decided to stop, that’s not the full truth. Your gran actually called me and asked me to check on you. And that if I couldn’t possibly get my truck out, then I should spend the night. She ended with- I don’t see why such a handsome man is still single, and my lovely granddaughter needs to give me some damn babies before I die. Owe you one, Austin.”

“Are you kidding me?” I burst into laughter again. I’d laughed so much my sides ached.

“Nope. I must say…I was quite curious to meet this goddess in person. This Ruby Bellamy her gran talked so much about. And I’m fucking glad I did. Because you’re better than I ever could’ve dreamed of.”

Swoon. Swoon. Swoon.

Damn him. He’s good.

“And so are you.”

Austin lifted me up again. “I’d like to get back to my dessert now. I’m rather hungry.”

“I’m all yours to devour.”

EPILOGUE

Austin

One year later

I put a ring on Ruby’s finger a couple of months later.

We were married in less than a month. I couldn’t wait any longer to call hermy wife.

Now she is seven months pregnant with our daughter, and I couldn’t keep her from working at the bakery even if I tied her up in bed.

A memory rushed through my head. It was so much fun when we took turns tying each other up in the bedroom. She went wild beneath me as I had my way with her.

My dirty thoughts didn’t help suppress my hard dick as I watched her scurry around the bakery, her cute belly round and plump with my baby. The floral sundress she wore with the spaghetti straps made it unbearable. My cock was so fucking swollen, and I wanted to shove my face between her ass cheeks.

If only she’d accept my help. I offered it earlier, but she refused.

The bakery was closed for the day. All that was left were a few orders to be dropped off on the way home. Which is why I was here. I took her to and from work since I didn’t want her driving anymore. She was growing precious cargo. Not to mention, she herself was precious cargo. I’d protect her forever.

“Why don’t you sit and let me finish packing the orders? You’ve worked all day, muffin.” I started calling her that after we moved in together. She loved it, so it stuck.

My place was big enough that we moved Gran in, too. Now she rented her cottage out to a young woman.

Ruby wiped her hands on her apron. “Thanks, babe, but it’s easier if I do it. I already know who ordered what. Besides, I’m done.” She stacked the boxes and I loaded my truck. About a month ago, I upgraded to an extended cab. Now, I had room for our daughter and for bakery orders. Of course, Kane had his own spot in front. He was still and always will be the number one fur baby.

I helped her close up shop and walked her to the car. Kane was already waiting in his spot. He’d spent the morning at the groomer’s and came home smelling clean, with a fresh haircut and a bow tie.

“Aw, what a good boy,” Ruby said to Kane. He licked her face as I helped her into the truck. “Ew!” She laughed.

She thought I was only going to hold her hand, which I usually did, but tonight, I lifted her and placed her on the truck seat. I nudged her legs apart with my knee and stepped between them. I took her face between my hands and kissed her soft red lips.

I ran my hands over her plump curves. She’d filled out more since carrying our baby, and fuck, it made my dick hard.

“Is it bad that I want to fuck you right here, right now?”

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