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Slowly, I set down my tumbler. “Well, I want to have more kids,” I begin.
Cade shrugs. “Sure. That sounds great.”
I nod. “Yeah, but I don’t think it’s going to happen.”
Cade’s black brows rise.
“Why not? Something internal not working right? Are you shooting blanks?”
I snort.
“No asshole. It’s Hannah.”
“Oh shit, I’m sorry. But she just gave birth right? So she probably just wants a break for her mind and body. It’s hard carrying around a watermelon for nine months.”
I shake my head once more.
“No, it’s not that. She told me that she doesn’t want any more children. She’s one and done.”
Cade’s brows furrow.
“Are you serious?”
I nod, feeling depression settle on my shoulders once more.
“Unfortunately so. You know that we met at that City Girls event a long time ago. Remember? Hannah was the pregnant girl.”
Cade nods.
“Of course I remember. I bid on her before you. But what does that have to do with anything?”
I shrug.
“Everything, actually. She was a destitute single mother trying to handle everything by herself, which was why she was even at that City Girls event. That period of her life was so traumatizing that she never wants to go through it again, and I can’t say I blame her.”
Cade squints.
“Yeah, but Hannah has you now. I thought you said you guys were living together at your place, and that she’s taken an extended leave from her job to care for the baby.”
I nod.
“We are, but it’s not enough. Hannah was so traumatized by the experience that she never wants to have kids again. Henry is it.”
Cade lets out a whistle.
“Holy shit.”
My shoulders slump and I wish the Earth would just open up and swallow me whole.
“Yeah,” I say in a soft voice. “It fucking sucks. You can do everything right sometimes, and still things don’t work out.”
Cade nods.
“I’m sorry, buddy.”
I sigh.
“It just is what it is. I adore Hannah, and have told her so many times, but she’s scared. Who wouldn’t be? I get it.”
“It sounds like she has PTSD,” Cade muses.
I nod.
“Believe me, I’ve thought of that before too.”
But then, Cade perks up.
“Well, there is one way to get your way, my friend. I realize this is asshole-ish and downright underhanded, but couldn’t you just knock her up accidentally? Like, whoops! Honey, we’re having a baby now.”
I shoot Cade a rueful look. “Trust me, I’ve thought of doing that, but Hannah’s so terrified of getting pregnant again that all we do is anal sex now. Yeah. I haven’t been in her pussy in ages.” Of course, I’ve fisted her in her sweet snatch many times, but my friend doesn’t need to know that. Instead, Cade merely gawks at me.
“Are you fucking serious?”
I nod.
“Yeah, it’s been nothing but the butt for months now.”
Cade whistles again, impressed. “Damn, I’d love to be having that much anal. I can barely get the girls I’m with to do it once a month, so count your blessings, bro, because holy shit, your woman is a keeper.”
I smile mirthlessly because of course, he’s right. Hannah is beautiful, sassy, smart, and the only woman in the world for me. The problem is that we’re at an impasse, with no hopes of moving forward. So what do I do? My friend claps me on the back, and then we turn to other topics, lightly chatting about nothing important. But in the back of my mind, I’m thinking about Hannah because she and Henry mean the world to me, and yet there’s no solution in sight.
11
Hannah
I moan deliciously as Rick pulls out of my bottom, his shaft still hard and trickling fluid.
“Mmm, that was hot, big boy,” I mewl before turning around on the pillows. I stretch out across the bed and take long, slow breaths of oxygen, utterly satisfied to the core.
Meanwhile, my gorgeous man collapses next to me, chuckling.
“You liked that?”
I giggle.
“Oh yes. Especially when you rub me while taking me from behind.”
He growls, those blue eyes flashing once more.
“Well, I’ll have to do it more often then,” he rasps. “I had no idea it would make you squirt so far and hard,” he says, nodding to the splatter of female fluid on the mirror.
I merely giggle.
“Oh god. I’ll have to get a ladder to clean it because I don’t want the cleaning lady to see!”
My boyfriend merely growls again, nuzzling my hair.
“It’s okay. Maria has seen everything, so don’t worry about offending her. Besides, I pay her well to take care of everything without any questions.”
I stretch luxuriously, smiling at him.
“How did I get so lucky, Rick Taylor?” I murmur. “You spoil me so much.”
He chuckles again, resting one big hand on my tummy.
“I have no idea, honey, but you made me feels so amazing this last time, that trust me, my eyes were crossing because I came so hard.”
I giggle.
“Oh you! Always so dirty.”
