“Fuck, you look so sexy.” The words are full of adoration as I brace my hands on his chest and slide down his length.
Beau’s thumb rubs against my clit as I ride him faster, his hips bucking up into me as I fall apart, pleasure rushing through my veins as he follows me over the edge.
Thisis what I needed today.
The intimacy.
The connection.
The release.
I needed Beau, and the smile on his face says he needed me too.
24
BEAU
JESSE: We’re taking bets. You want in?
BEAU: You’re taking bets on my kid?
JESSE: Yes
BEAU: I should probably be surprised by that but I’m not.
JESSE: Only Pen and Lake think it’s a girl. Everyone else is team boy
JESSE: Oh and Sawyer – he’s team girl
BEAU: Team Boy
BEAU: I think Indie is too
JESSE: I think Jesse is a great name
BEAU: I’m not naming our kid after you
JESSE: You’re no fun
BEAU: That’s debatable
BEAU: My wife thought I was really fun last night
JESSE: I’m bleaching my eyeballs after reading that
“Why are you smiling?” Indie asks, her belly so much lower than it had been a few days ago. There’s still a week until her due date but the doctor said she could go any day, and for Indie’s sake, I hope it’s soon.
“I’m scarring Jesse.”
“That sounds nice.”
“Our families made a pool to see what we’re having.”
“If it’s a girl, we’re gonna be in trouble because we don’t have a girl name,” she says, rubbing her hand over her belly, her eyelids fluttering closed as she exhales heavily through her nose with a wince.
“Is that a contraction?”
“It’s fine. I’ve just been having these pains all day but they’re not consistent. They’re?—”