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“I’d do it again, just to see you come that hard.” I hug her waist, then fall back, too weak to stay sitting up.

“Oww.” She jerks forward with me.

Then I feel it. A tug on the end of my dick.

Her eyebrows knot as her hands land on either side of my head.

When she tries to raise her hips, I feel the pull again.

Her face pales. “Um, Ford? I think you’re stuck.”

I awkwardly laugh. “And to think five seconds ago you loved them.”

One corner of her lips raises before they thin.

And she sets her jaw, then raises her pelvis quickly, slipping me out of her.

There’s a small tinge of pink on the tip of my cock, and a dangly from the first barbell.

“You’re shitting me.” Her amber eyes widen until they’re golden orbs in the bright light.

She dives her fingers into her pussy and her mouth makes a perfect “O”.

I try to untangle the funky plastic thing that has wrapped around my piercing. “What is this?”

She takes a deep breath, then plucks it out of my fingers. “My birth control implant.”

Chapter 42

April

We both stare at the tiny “Y” shaped piece of plastic and copper.

It’s the sudden elephant in the room.

“I don’t think we needed that thing anyways.” His words are soft as he leans past me. “Here, try this on instead.” He holds the simple silver ring with a light blue stone.

Splaying my fingers, my heart pounds in my ears as he slides the band over my knuckle.

It fits perfectly.

I remember Lori throwing around that it may have been fate leading me to his door.

Oddly, every day I believe it more.

Tears well in my eyes. “It’s so beautiful.” The last of the setting sun catches in the faceted edges.

“Yea, we might owe my momma a face chat sooner than later,” he grumbles. “It was like pulling teeth to get her to send that without her getting to talk to you first.”

“I imagine. Where is she?” I don’t remember him mentioning his parents much except in passing.

“They’re back east. Moved to Virginia along with Mason’s folks after they retired. They’re all buddies.” He stretches out and props on his elbow with a half smile tugging at his cheek. “I reckon they’ll come back for the wedding whenever you want to have it.”

This has all happened so fast. “When do you want to get—” I nearly choke on the phrase. “—married?”

It feels so strange to say.

His top shoulder rises and falls in a shrug. “Whenever you want, Frosty. I just wanted to show you I’m in this for the long haul. I want forever with you.” He reaches out and picks up the implant. “And maybe a few dozen babies.” His grin grows as he twirls it between his fingers.

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