Page 38 of Nightclub Surprise
“The sleeping situation,” he informed me. “I want you to sleep in my room withme.”
Sucking in air, I couldn’t believe what he’d blurted out. “August!”
Calum was the one to say something first. “Don’t mommies and daddies sleep in the same room,Momma?”
August answered him, “Yes, they do, Calum. But you seem to have a little habit of getting into your momma’s bed in the middle of the night, and that might be aproblem.”
“Why?” Calum asked as he looked at August. “I can just come to your bed and climbin.”
My brows rose as I looked at my fiancé, who seemed to think he knew more than I did where Calum was concerned. “Now, how do you plan to explain that, AugustHarlow?”
“Easy,” he said with a wink. “Well, you could do that, Calum. But I was thinking you could get used to sleeping the whole night in your own bed. You see, that way you’ll be a good influence on your younger brothers and sisters when they come along and face the same problem you’rehaving.”
“Oh, I don’t think it’s a problem,” Calum said as he shook his head. “I just like snuggling with Momma isall.”
“Me, too,” August said, making meblush.
Calum nodded. “She’s verycozy.”
“I agree,” August added. “Maybe we can come up with a deal, so she doesn’t get sick of us snuggling her all the time. I get her at night, and you get her allday.”
Calum chewed his lower lip as he thought about that. “Well, maybe that might be okay. But how ’bout this idea. If I wake up, and I’m feeling scared, can Momma come sleep with methen?”
August smiled, and he reached out to shake our son’s little hand. “That’s a deal,son.”
As they shook hands, I sighed, knowing my life really was changing—andfast.
After we ate dinner and gave Calum a bath, we tucked him in, August reading him a book while I sat on the other side of our son, stroking his hair. The way Calum looked at us both made my heart swell withjoy.
My little boy was finally getting to feel what his friends had felt their whole lives, the love of a mother and father who adoredhim.
We stayed with him until he’d fallen asleep. True to what his father had told him just after dinner, there was a baby monitor placed on the nightstand next to his bed. All he had to do if he woke up and was afraid was call out to me, and I’d come running. August had placed the receiving monitor on the nightstand on the right side of his bed, which he told me was minenow.
August was trying hard to make things work perfectly. And so far, everything was going the way he wanted—and I loved it all,too.
Somehow August made Calum do things I couldn’t. And he did so without hurting our son. More love built up in my heart for the man with each passingday.
When we climbed into bed that first night, I felt a sense of relief. No longer did I have to carry all the responsibility of raising our son on my shoulders alone. Now there was a father to share that with. And soon he’d be my husband, and we’d grow our familytogether.
In my wildest dreams, I had never imagined my life turning out likethis.
We made love that night, soft and sweet. Our bodies moved together like they’d been built just for each other. He moved with soft thrusts, and I arched up to meet each one. Our love filled the entire room as we simultaneouslyclimaxed.
He brushed my hair back as he looked into my eyes. “I love you more than you can even understand,baby.”
“I understand perfectly because I love you that much too.” I kissed his bearded cheek and ran my hand over the tattoo on his left pec. Semper Fi was written in text, surrounded by guns, an eagle, and a chopper. Quite the work of art, and I loved the way it looked onhim.
My marine was one rugged man. He would always be myhero.
Falling asleep in his arms was like heaven to me. Though I was a little annoyed when he’d brought it up, I couldn’t be happier that he’d made our son feel comfortable with us being able to dothis.
Life would be fantastic with August by myside.
Hours had passed when my eyes suddenly flew open, my sleep disturbed by August as he tossed and turned beside me. Some mumbled words came from him, and I reached over to shake him awake. “August, wake up, you’re having a baddream.”
His left arm flew back, smacking me in the face. I tasted blood right away, my lip busted from the blow. “August!” I shouted and movedback.
Blood was rolling down my arm as my hand covered my mouth. I rolled over and over until I got to the edge of the huge bed. Grabbing some tissue off the nightstand, I held it to my lip and went to the bathroom as August continued to move around, mumbling indiscernible things in hissleep.
