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“Trey, look at this view!” I turn my head and place my hand over my eyes, shielding the bright sun.
Coming up behind me, he cages me within his arms, gripping the white railing of the balcony.
“I’ve got the best damn view right here,” he growls into my neck, causing a tickle to rise. He peppers wet kisses on my neck—this is paradise.
“If I wasn’t a selfish or jealous man, I would make love to you right here. But I don’t like sharing your body with anyone, so I guess the view from the bedroom will have to do.” He slips his hands under my shirt, lightly grazing and kneading my stomach.
“What’s your obsession with my stomach, Trey Adams?” I ask, leaning my head back on his chest, glancing up into his eyes.
“Come inside, baby.” He ignores the question and turns with me still in his arms. Lifting me just enough to have my feet leave the ground before placing them back down on top of his. It’s a subtle and understated move, but it does the trick. Trey Adams is the ultimate definition of swoon worthy.
“You really pulled out all the stops, this place is perfect, Trey.” Setting me down at the foot of the bed, my hand reaches out and grazes the sheer white material draping over the canopy columns. I’ve always wanted a canopy style bed and this one just gave me more incentive to look into one when I get back home.
When he doesn’t answer me, I look to where he’s standing a few feet in front of me. His hands are perched on his lean hips and he’s looking at me with intent, something is brewing in his thoughts. I can see it in his cloudy blue eyes.
“Trey?”
“Give me a baby.”
With those blunt words I feel the familiar tinge of guilt surfacing. The taste of bile rising in my throat. It had to be now, just when I was able to swallow it down.
“Trey…” I hesitate.
“I want to create a life with my little woman.” He approaches me, coming closer.
“Trey, you can’t be serious, we aren’t even married.” I leave the bed and move to stand in front of the window. Maybe I can put this thought in his head and take the attention off my own secret.
“We’re going to get married one day,” he says, sitting on the bed, watching my every reaction.
“Yeah, but now? I’m only twenty-two and we both still have so much to accomplish.” I turn and see he’s staring at me, pleading with me, begging me to do this.
“You stopped taking your pills. I saw the pack completely full. Why’d you stop taking it if you don’t want kids right now?” I swallow thickly. I know why, but how do I explain this without devastating him?
“We stopped having sex and I got distracted with everything, I just decided to forgo them.” I see his face change, he looks sad, genuinely sad—his eyes are concentrating on the floor and his shoulders are slumped over in defeat.
“I want nothing more
than to be the one who shares a family with you.” He lifts his shoulders and releases a deep breath. I so badly want the same thing, I do. Moving to him in a few long strides, he stands to meet me.
“I want a family with you too, Trey.” Why else would this whole situation kill me? The thought of not ever creating a child with Trey is gut-wrenching.
“Then let’s do it. We both have our stable dream jobs, we’re fucking crazy about each other, and even though things are hard right now, we still love each other. Right? You love me, don’t you?”
How could he question that?
“Yes, I love you, don’t ever doubt that, Trey,” I say as sternly as I can.
He’s so right, and all I want to do right now is wipe that sad expression off his face and replace it with peace. Stepping as close to him as I’m able to, I push him onto the bed with the soft press of my hand. Maneuvering myself to stand between his legs where he’s seated on the edge.
“Okay, let’s do it.” What’s the harm in trying? They said there’s a chance I could get pregnant, it was in the low percentage, three to be exact, but until the doctor tells me it’s completely impossible, there’s no harm in leaving that crap at the door and trying. Maybe I shouldn’t tell him, it wasn’t a for sure ‘no.’ Gosh, what is wrong with me?
“Are we crazy for trying?” I ask, slowly removing my clothes in front of him, my sultry eyes locking on his while he watches with intensity. When I’m completely naked, I step back between his legs as he grips my ass and buries his head into my stomach, kissing and nipping at the place just under my belly button. My clit throbs, the slow burn in my stomach causing heat to build between my legs.
“No, but we’re crazy in general.” He smirks, pulling me into his lap.
“It scares me sometimes how much I love you and how much I depend on the thought of us being forever,” I confess, keeping my eyes on him.
“It scares me too, because it’s not just a thought, it’s a reality.” He kisses my neck, taking in my scent, smelling and bathing himself in me.
