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Myshoulderisstill stiff on cold mornings, like today. It’s hard to rotate a full circle as I stretch it. Hitting my alarm, I climb out of bed, leaving Andi to sleep. On Saturdays, I wake up an hour before her, make her breakfast and coffee, and then we eat together. After, she takes care of the horses while I clean up, and prep for brunch the next day.
On a Sunday, like today, I still wake before her, start the coffee and get the table set up, while she works with the horses. Things will change once I am clear to return to work, but for now, this is what we do.
Today is the first brunch my parents will be attending. It’s been a rough start to their relationship with Andi and Charlotte, but they’ve finally agreed to come and meet everyone, formally.
The only person who’ll be missing today is Haley. She moved to Boston two weeks ago. Andi has been sad to lose her best friend, but I can’t say I’m upset with the quiet in the house.
After I finish the coffee pot, I hear Andi’s footsteps against the wooden staircase that leads to the kitchen. They’re slow and hushed, so I know she is trying to creep up on me. She makes her way behind me and wraps her arms around my stomach, resting her head against my back.
“Morning sunshine.” I place my hands over hers. “You’re up early.”
“I’ve got a lot to do today, and I woke up starving. That’s quite a dilemma since brunch isn’t until two, and it’s only seven.” She kisses the back of my neck, and her hands rub my chest.
“I can make you oatmeal to hold you over.”
She nods, her head still resting on my back.
“You want it now, or after you turn out the horses?”
“Now. JP needs a trail ride. Do you want to take Joker out with me?”
I turn around and wrap my arms around her waist. I pepper kisses along her cheek and jaw and trail them down her neck. “Sure. Wanna grab me a shirt and socks while I make breakfast?”
“Socks, sure. Shirt? I prefer you topless.” Her voice is husky, and she presses a kiss to the scar on my shoulder.
“It’ll be freezing out there,” I say.
“Fine.” She sighs, but still grins as she looks up at me. Her hands grab either side of my face, and she plants a kiss on my lips, then another, and another.
“What is it?”
“I’ve waited so long for this. I didn’t think I would ever have you again. I feel like I’m in a dream.”
I whisper, kissing her again. “Me, too.”
She holds my face to her mouth, demanding more. Her lips part, allowing my tongue access, her moans needy. Andi’s hips grind into mine as I grab her hair, tugging at it to lift her head upward.
Her mouth pulls away, and she drops to her knees. I let out a groan, leaning against the counter as she unzips my jeans. She tugs the material down over my ass, dropping them to the floor.
I suck in a breath of air when her lips brush against the tip of my cock through my boxers. If I was hard before, I’m fucking stiff now. Her hands sliding through the waistband, squeezing my shaft. Her thumb swirls around a drop of pre-cum, massaging it into the head.
Andi’s nails dig into the back of my thighs, her mouth opening to take me inside. I let out a groan, gripping the countertop when she creates a seal, her tongue swirling under the base of my cock.
She peers up at me, her eyes filled with desire as she releases me with an audible pop. I groan and grab her by the arms. “If you wanted to fuck me, that’s all you had to say, baby.”
Her eyes widen in shock as I drag her up towards me, my hands squeezing her ass. “I thought… Is it okay?”
“Is it okay?” I chuckle, kissing her. “Yeah, it’s okay. The doctor said I’m just about fully healed. I can technically go back to work, but I’m not a hundred percent with my fitness for S.W.A.T. yet. That’s more physically demanding than letting my girl go for a ride.”
She smirks and nods. “We have to wear a condom.”
I sigh, but understand. After the shooting, we had a serious talk about our future. With her past issues of getting pregnant, we’d decided to find a surrogate. Andi, being the breadwinner, assured me that the price was something we could handle when the agency had us sign the contract. I, on the other hand, practically had an aneurysm. It was equivalent to a year of my salary. At first, I felt uneasy, but then I knew this was the way it would have to be for us.
I didn’t want her having another complicated delivery, and she could afford this. So, I set my pride aside. She’d been taking fertility shots the past few weeks, and they were making her hormones crazy. I hadn’t been able to do much, still healing from the gunshot wound to my shoulder and stomach.
Today I would make up for it, even if we had to wear a condom. I lean forward, kissing her again, then stop. “On second thought, we’re going to get your eggs checked tomorrow, right?”
“Yeah, and you’ll have to give them your sperm, if I have enough eggs.”
