Page 42 of Pregnant by the Texan
Excitement hummed in her because she was going to get so much support for Royal. As the evening wore on, she was even more pleased with her makeover, relieved that she could begin to relax talking to people and enjoy meeting them.
They didn’t break up until after ten o’clock. She and Aaron told them goodbye outside as valets brought the cars to the door.
Finally she was alone in Aaron’s car with him. He drove out of the lot, but on the drive back, he pulled off the road slightly, put the car in Park and turned to kiss and hug her. Then he leaned away. “You were fantastic tonight. No butterflies either—right?”
“I think they’re gone,” she said.
“They’ll never come back, either. Awesome evening. You did a whiz-bang job. Watch. The television show will be wonderful for Royal.”
“I think so, too,” she said, feeling bubbly and excited. “Thanks, Aaron, for all you’ve done for me. And thank you again for this fabulous necklace that I was aware of all evening.”
“You’re welcome. Stella, you’ll be able to do more and more for Royal.”
“I hope so.” As he drove home they discussed the evening and what they would do Friday.
The minute they were in the kitchen of his house, Aaron turned her. “You take my breath away,” he said.
Her heart skipped a beat as she gazed at him. “Thank you again for the diamonds. They’re beautiful.”
“That’s why I didn’t want you to take your gold necklace for tonight. I had something else in mind.” He slipped his arms around her and kissed her, his tongue thrusting deeply as he held her. After a while he raised his head. “Go with me to the TCC Christmas festival. Will you?”
“I’d be delighted, thank you,” she replied.
He kissed her again, picking her up to carry her to the guest bedroom where she was staying. Still kissing her, he stood her on her feet by the bed. “I can’t stop looking at you,” he whispered. He drew her to him to kiss her. When he released her, he slid the zipper down the back of her dress and pushed it off her shoulders. As it fell around her feet, he leaned back to look at her. “You changed everything,” he said.
“I bought the underwear when I purchased the dress,” she said as he unfastened the clasp of the lacy red bra that was a wisp of material and so different from her usual practical cotton underwear.
He placed his hands on her hips and inhaled deeply. “You’re gorgeous,” he whispered, his eyes raking over her lacy panties down to her thigh-high stockings. She was still in her red pumps.
As he looked at her she unfastened the buttons of his shirt and pushed it off his shoulders. Her hands worked to loosen his belt and then his suit trousers and finally they fell away and she pushed down his briefs to free him.
She stroked him lightly and he inhaled, picking her up. She kicked off her pumps, and he placed her on the bed, switching on a small bedside light before kneeling beside her to shower her with kisses.
As she wound her arms around his neck, she rose up slightly, pulling him to her to kiss him. “Aaron, this is so good,” she whispered.
He moved over her, kissing her passionately while she clung to him.
Later, she lay in his arms, held closely against him. “Aaron, you’re changing my life.”
He shifted on his side to face her, toying with locks of her hair. “You’re changing mine, too, you know.”
“I suppose,” she said, gazing solemnly into his eyes. “I hadn’t thought about that, but I guess a baby will change both of us. Even just knowing we’ll have a baby will bring changes. I was talking about this week and my makeover, my new clothes, meeting so many people and persuading them to help. Of course, I have the pictures and figures to persuade them.”
“You’re the cause, more than pictures and numbers. The mayor couldn’t have had anyone do a better job.” Aaron wound his fingers in her hair.
“It’s a long time from now, but do you think you’ll be present when our baby is born?”
“I want to be and I hope you want me to be there,” he said.
“Yes, I do,” she answered, hurting, wishing she had his love. “I want you to be there very much.”
He hugged her again. “Then that’s decided. I’ll be there.” They became silent and she wondered if he would still feel the same way when their baby came into the world.
“You’re beautiful, Stella,” Aaron said hoarsely. He drew her closer against him. “I don’t want to let you go,” he whispered as his arms tightened around her.
Her face was pressed against his chest and she hugged him in return. “I don’t want you to let me go ever,” she whispered, certain it was so soft, he couldn’t hear her. “Tonight we have each other,” she said. “Tomorrow we go home and back to the problems.”
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