She really didn’t have a clue. No matter how many times I told her, she didn’t believe me.
She’d lost everyone in her life she’d loved and trusted. Why should she believe me? The only men in her life had left her. Betrayed her. She expected nothing else.
“This baby brought you back to me. It’s a part of us. I will never regret it. And you can get as big as a whale and I’ll love you anyway.”
A small smile tugged on her lips. “I better not get as big as a whale.”
I shrugged. “Doesn’t matter.”
Her small smile quickly left. “Your sister. She’s going to hate this. Me. The baby.”
I would deal with Nan. If she couldn’t cope then I’d take Blaire and we’d go somewhere far away from my sister. Blaire had been upset enough. I wasn’t letting anyone else hurt her.
“Trust me to protect you and put you first.”
Blaire closed her eyes and then nodded.
My chest swelled and I wanted to shout to the world that this woman was mine. But instead I picked her up. “Where’s your bedroom?” I asked.
“The last room on the left.”
I walked back there. I wouldn’t make love to her right now but I needed to hold her for awhile. I pushed the door open and I froze. The bedroom was a nice size for a condo but the blanket on the loor with a single pillow was just one more strike against me. When I’d moved them I had known Blaire didn’t have a bed. She’d been sleeping on the couch. But I had been so wrapped up in getting her back I hadn’t thought about her needing a bed.
“I haven’t got a bed yet. I could’ve just slept on the couch but I wanted to sleep in my own room.” Blaire mumbled, trying to get down out of my arms. I wasn’t letting her go. I held her tighter against me. She’d slept on the hard ground last night while I’d been sleeping in my big king size bed.
Fuck
.
“You’re shaking, Rush. Put me down,” Blaire said, tugging on my arm.
Without putting her down, I spun around and stalked back to the living room, then out the
door. Slamming the door behind me I locked it and stuck the key in my pocket. I wasn’t sticking it back under that damn mat.
“What are you doing?” Blaire asked.
My car wasn’t here. Then I’d carry her back down the hill and to my Rover. “I’m taking you to get a bed. A big ass bed. One that costs a fucking fortune,” I growled. I was furious that I’d missed that one major issue. It was no wonder Woods had been taking care of her. I’d failed. I wasn’t going to fail her again. I’d make sure she had it all.
“I don’t need an expensive bed. I’m going to get a bed soon.”
“Yeah, real soon. Tonight,” I replied then bent my head and kissed her nose. “Let me do
this. I need to do this. I need you tucked into the best bed money can buy. Okay?”
A small smile tugged at her lips. “Okay.
Blaire
I didn’t require more than a full size bed. However, Rush refused to get anything less than a king size bed, two bedside tables and a matching dresser with a gorgeous mirror. I made the mistake of looking too long at a pretty lavender quilt and matching shams. Before I knew what was happening he was buying the entire bed set complete with sheets and new pillows. I argued with him the entire time but he acted like I wasn’t talking. He just winked at me and kept placing his orders and giving the salesman directions.
By the time we got back from eating dinner, which he also was determined to feed me, the
furniture was already being delivered. Bethy was standing at the door smiling when we drove up. She was loving this.
“Thank you for letting me do that today. I needed it. You may not understand but I needed
to do that,” Rush said before I opened the car door.
I glanced back at him. “You needed to buy me an entire bedroom suite and expensive bedding?” I asked, confused.
“Yeah, I did.”
I didn’t understand but I nodded. If he needed to do it then I was going to appreciate it. I still couldn’t believe it was all mine. I was going to feel like a princess in my room. “Well, thank you for all of it. I wasn’t expecting anything more than a mattress. I wasn’t prepared to be spoiled.”
Rush leaned forward and pressed a kiss beside my ear. “That’s not even close to spoiling
you. But I intend to show you exactly what spoiling is.”
I shivered and squeezed the door handle. I wasn’t going to let him buy me anything else. I had to stop this but the kisses around my ear made it hard to focus.
“Let’s go see how it looks,” he said as he leaned back.
Space. Had to get some space. I was ready to jump on him right now. Not a good thing.
Control. The pregnancy hormones wanted to take over.
Rush was running around the front of the Rover when I opened my door and started to get
out. He was in front of me taking my hands and helping me down like I was helpless before I could make a move to get down on my own.
“I can get out myself you know,” I told him.
He smirked. “Yeah but what’s the fun in that?”
Laughing, I pushed past him and made my way toward Bethy who was watching us like we
were one of her favorite television dramas.
“Looks like the Pottery Barn decided to unload their latest shipment in your bedroom,”
Bethy said, grinning like a kid in a candy store. “Can I sleep with you in that big ass bed tonight? The mattress is unbelievable!”
“No. She needs her rest. No bed buddies,” Rush said, walking up behind me and wrapping a
protective arm around my waist.
Bethy’s eyes dropped to my waist and then back up at Rush. “You know,” she said, looking
very pleased.
“Yes I do,” he replied. He tensed up behind me.
I felt horrible. One more person that I had told about my pregnancy before I told him. He
had every right to be hurt. I was a liar. Would he figure this out and leave me now?
“Good,” Bethy said and stepped out of the way so we could walk inside.
“Why don’t you go make sure they’re putting everything where you want it,” Rush said to
me when we got inside.
“Good idea.” I left him there to go check on the furniture. If he was mad at me he would
have time to cool off.
The delivery guys were doing a good job with placement so I didn’t bother them. I was happy with where they were putting things. Walking back to the living room I heard Bethy whispering and I stopped.
“She’s better. She’s been sick a good bit but the past two mornings she’s hasn’t thrown up.”
“You call me the second she even looks like she might get sick.” Rush even managed to make his whisper sound like a demand.
“Yeah, I’ll call you. I wasn’t for the whole ‘don’t tell Rush’ idea. You did this to her. You need to be there for her.”
“I’m not going anywhere,” he replied.
“You better not.”
Rush chuckled, “If she won’t live with me then at least she has you protecting her.”
“Damn straight. Don’t think I won’t help her disappear if you fuck this up again. You hurt her and she’ll leave.”
“I’ll never hurt her again.”
My chest ached. I wanted to believe him. I wanted to trust him. This was our baby. There
was so much that was hard to forgive but I needed to learn how. I did love him. I was sure I always would.
I walked into the room and smiled. “They’re putting things right where I want them.”
Rush reached over and pulled me into his arms. He was doing that a lot lately. He didn’t say anything. He just held me. Bethy left the room and I wrapped my arms around him and we
stood there like that for a long time. It was the first time I didn’t feel alone in a very long time.
Rush hadn’t asked to stay the night. I was kind of surprised. He hadn’t even done anything other than kiss me before he left. That hadn’t done much to cool off my dreams. I woke up
once again right before an orgasm, very frustrated. I threw back my covers and sat up. I had lunch shift again today.
I’d called Woods last night and apologized about running out on him but he understood
and asked me if things were okay. Rush had stood there listening to everything I said so I’d been in a hurry to get off the phone. I would get Woods alone today and talk to him. He was being very understanding.
He did have me in the dining room the rest of the week. The only day he had me on the
course was Saturday because of the tournament. Everyone would be expected to work outside.
When I inally made my way to the kitchen I was greeted with a box of donuts. A small note was attached to the top. Smiling, I picked it up and read.
Missed you last night. I couldn’t eat these alone. Hope things are better. Love, Jimmy.
Crap! I’d forgotten about the donut date. Another person I needed to apologize to. But irst, I wanted some milk and donuts.
Rush
I sat down in one of the leather chairs across from Woods’ desk. He was studying me and it pissed me off. I had been the one to call him and set up this meeting. Why was he so damn amused?
“I’m going to pay you the correct lease amount in full for the condo. I know what the going rate is and I’ve cut you a check for a one-year lease. Although, Blaire probably won’t be living there very long. As soon as I can get her to trust me I’m moving her in with me.” I slid the check across his desk.
Woods looked down at it and back up at me. “I assume this is because you don’t want me
taking care of what is yours.”
“That’s right.”
Woods nodded and picked the check up. “Good. I shouldn’t have to take care of Blaire or
your baby. But I would have. You may not believe me but I’m glad you know about the pregnancy. Just don’t fuck things up. You’re gonna have to make sure Nan keeps her claws in.”
I didn’t need Woods telling me what I did and didn’t need to do. None of this was his business. I wasn’t done with him just yet though, so pissing him off was a bad idea.
“I don’t want her working double shifts or outside in the heat. She refuses to stop working but her hours need to be cut back.”
Woods crossed his arms over his chest and leaned back in his seat. “She know about this?
Because last time I checked she needed all the hours she could get.”
“Last time you checked I didn’t know she was carrying my baby. Nothing can happen to
her, Woods. I can’t let anything else happen to her.”
He nodded and let out a heavy sigh. “Fine. I agree. I don’t like being told what to do but I agree.”
“One more thing,” I said before standing up. “Jimmy is gay, right?”
Woods burst into laughter then nodded. “Yes, he is but keep that to yourself. The women
like to come in just to look at him. He gets tipped well because of it.”
Good. I’d thought he was but his attachment to Blaire bothered me. “Then I guess he can
hover over my girl.”
Woods smirked, “I don’t think you could stop him if you tried.”
My phone rang as I walked to my Range Rover. It reminded me that Blaire didn’t have a
phone. This wouldn’t be her calling me. I was headed to check on her now. We’d talk about that then. Pulling my phone out I saw my mother’s name on the screen. I’d ignored her for four weeks. I had Blaire back but I wasn’t ready to talk to mom just yet. I pressed ignore and stuck my phone back in my pocket.
Once I was at Blaire’s I checked under the mat and I was happy to see there was no key
hidden. I’d talked to her and Bethy last night about how unsafe that was. I knocked on the door and listened to the footsteps on the other side of the door. Bethy’s car had been at the club when I left so I knew Blaire was alone. Just thinking about having sometime alone with her made me smile.
The door opened and a ‘just crawled out of bed’ Blaire stood on the other side holding a
donut. The blush on her cheeks was adorable. The tiny little tank top barely covering up those big beautiful tits of hers and the little boxer shorts took the adorable and turned her into smoking hot.
I walked inside and closed the door behind me. “Dayum baby,” I whispered as I backed her
into the sofa. “Please don’t ever answer the door looking like this again.”
She looked down and then a smile tugged on her lips. “They keep getting bigger. I think it’s because of the pregnancy,” she said in way of explanation. “I forget they look like this.”
I wrapped a lock of her hair around my inger. “Not just the tiny tank top but this sexy just got out of bed hair and,” I slid my hand down over her barely covered up ass, “this needs more covering up too.”
“People don’t normally stop by in the mornings.” Blaire sounded out of breath. I liked knowing I was getting to her.
“Good,” I replied. “How did your bed sleep?” I asked before taking a nip at her earlobe.
“Uh… I uh… sleeps good,” she sounded nervous. I pulled back and looked down at her. Why
did she sound nervous?
“Only good?” I asked, watching as her cheeks turned bright red.
Blaire shifted her feet and looked down at the loor. “Pregnant dreams can be um…
intense.”
“Pregnant dreams? What do you mean?” I was curious now. The fact her entire face was a
bright red and she looked ready to crawl under the table and hide from me only made me want to know more.
She started to move and I grabbed her hips and kept her pinned between me and the sofa.
“Oh no, you don’t. You can’t tell me things like that and not explain.”
Blaire let out a short unsure laugh and shook her head. “You can keep me here all day but
I’m not telling you.”
I slipped my hands under her shirt and started to tickle her ribcage. I tried really hard not to focus on the perfectly plump tits just within my reach. I didn’t want Blaire to think I only cared about sex with her. So far I’d made our relationship about sex. I wanted to prove to her it was more than that. Even if I was taking cold showers and jerking off thinking about how sweet she’d tasted the other day.