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70% - Buy some land and build a homestead.
19% - Continue traveling.
9% - Move in with younger brother and his family in Tampa.
2% - Online Date; Find a single dad and settle down.
65% - Continue Blogging
35% - Stop Blogging
Closing my laptop, I run my hand down my face to ease my tension. So, it’s definitely true. She’s pregnant. And single. Respectfully, she didn’t blog any hate toward the baby's father, but her followers sure left a few choice comments.
Pregnant.
My instinct to protect her is strong. I hate the idea of a female traveling alone in a van. Today’s world is too volatile, too unpredictable. Too unfavorable towards women.
I could up and marry her today and without a doubt know that we would be happy together. But not if she wants to continue traveling. And raising another man’s baby? Am I man enough for that?
“Joe. Dude, have you been up all night?” Landon surfaces from the bedroom, dressed and ready to go.
“What?” Startled, I look at my watch, and notice for the first time the sunlight coming in through the window. “Shit. Yeah.”
“Are you going to make our tee time?”
“Of course. Let me just grab a quick shower.” And clear my head. And let the hot water wash off the unease I feel brewing inside me.
But I can’t. As the water glides over me and I lather on the soap, I can’t stop thinking of her. The mixture of innocence and wisdom in her eyes has won over millions of followers. And me.
I need her. Need to be near her and feel the heat from her skin. See the twinkle in her eyes and the dancing of the freckles that adorn her nose. I want to pepper kisses over her body from her eyelids with those long curly lashes, down her neck, to the curve of her bosom, and the roundness of her hips and belly.
Belly.
Baby.
I’m not turned off by her pregnancy. On the contrary, as my soapy hand glides over my stomach, and down to wash my cock and balls, I grab ahold and stroke my swollen flesh, imagining what it’d be like to make her purr. To slide my cock deep inside her tight chasm, and make her come with pleasure, trust, and love.
Fuck. I just thought the L word. It’s too soon for that word to cross my mind. Isn’t it? My dick throbs, wanting more. I keep stroking, picturing her smile, and the look of contentment on her face as she reached for the sun during her yoga session. A similar look as when her body lights up from an orgasm.
I stroke harder, tugging on my dick until my body shutters. Standing with my hands against the tiles breathing hard, I watch the water and my release swirl down the drain.
But my tension is still there. And my cock is still hard. What the hell is wrong with me? Lusting after a pregnant chick? Lusting after someone I have just met.
Chapter Seven
Mady
Our week at Mountain Ridge Resort flies by in a flurry of romance and adventure. While Joe is golfing with the guys, I am teaching my online yoga classes, taking dance classes, and finally selling my van.
The rest of the time we’re together, holding hands, kissing, taking advantage of the resort amenities from paddle boarding to putt-putt, and hiking to waterfalls. We don’t sleep together or do more than kiss in the moonlight, and it’s perfect. I’m falling in love with him, desperate to spend as much time with him as I can before we leave. I’ve even convinced him to attend an Eighties themed night in the Grand Ballroom on our last night.
“You are stunning!” With my brown hair flat ironed, silky smooth, and a pale pink lace dress, I feel fancy and ready to dance. Outside the cabin, Joe is gorgeous as usual, but even more so, dressed in a gray suit.
“Well, thank you, Mr. Santini. You’re quite handsome yourself.”
“Madelyn, you take my breath away, and I am one lucky man to escort you this evening.”
In the cool evening mountain air, Joe pulls me close, winding my arm around his, as we meander slowly to the ballroom.
