Her Dad’s Best Friend novel Chapter 33

I know what this means. I don’t ask about his possible child, because I know that he wouldn’t be on one knee if he couldn’t offer himself to me. I was prepared to fight him if he tried to pull away, but it’s unnecessary.

There are happy tears in my eyes when I say, “Yes.”

Then he’s shooting to his feet, the engagement ring in his hand. He slides it onto my finger. I admire the shininess, even though my vision is blurry.

I’m in his arms now, my legs wrapped around him as he kisses my mouth hard.

Then he’s carrying me into my room. We land on my soft bed. He doesn’t even bother to remove my dress, just lifts it to find that I’m bare underneath. His fingers slide into me to get me ready. I stretch around two of his fingers before his head is going between my thighs. At the first touch of his tongue, my body arches off of the bed.

He’s spinning me now, a hand on the back of my head as I hear him undoing his pants. His erection slides into me easily. I’m breathing hard, and my world moves as he rocks in and out of my body.

Then he’s releasing inside of me, filling me up with his love. When it’s done, he pulls out of me and flips me over.

“I’m so happy,” I tell him, playing with his hair and putting my mouth close to his.

“I’m happier,” he says, before he kisses me.

Anniversary

Lincoln

A YEAR LATER

“Do you think Jacky will be okay? He’s only three months old.”

“He’ll be fine. His grandfather adores him.”

I drive us back to my home, our home. Naming our kid after Jack went a long way towards healing the divide between us. He adored his namesake, which was why he was more than happy to babysit for our anniversary.