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“Cary, there’s not a man in Brighton who doesn’t know what block Sweet Caroline’s is on. Anything is possible.”
I noticed he stopped short of saying he’d been there too. Maybe it was out of respect for Holly. Maybe his bachelor party had been there like Glen’s. I can assure you mine won’t be. It would be fun to do something unique. The deep sea fishing I’d done with Dusty last month was a pretty enjoyable trek out.
Somewhere deep down I wonder if the reason I made it so awkward with Holly when we first met was because I hadn’t been ready to step forward yet.
Not that for a moment I grieved Rex Stanton’s death. Quite the opposite, I needed time for it to sink in that those chains didn’t bind me. The more they’ve loosened, the clearer I’ve resolved that I’m free to love whoever I want and have them love me back.
I close the shade and draw the curtain. Three hours’ sleep isn’t enough for Holly to function on, but I find myself pulling back the covers and curling around her body with lustful, eager intent. My heart knows she’s mine. My body wants a tangible reminder of the way the soft skin between her thighs feels beneath my fingertips.
Half awake, she adjusts, rolling onto her back and arching toward each caress as my hands wander up her stomach, cupping her breasts.
I’ve had my fair share of amazing sex, but not all pussies are created equal. Some you get lost in for the moment and others you know you could live in.
The little flutter Holly’s pussy makes when I enter her is as if it’s welcoming me home. Sometimes, I pull out just to slide into her entrance a second time to feel the sensation again. The more I fuck her, the more I’m coming to realize how unlikely it is I’ll move on and screw around with anyone else. I don’t want anyone but Holly, and I want to prove it to her.
“Doll,” I say, covering her with my body. “I wanna feel all of you soon. Fill you with my cum.”
We’re both aware I don’t mean spilling into the condom. I’m ready to take down the last barriers and embrace the consequences of skin on skin. It’s time for me to truly be the man I needed who put family first. The mantheyneed.
What I’ve got with Holly is the beginning of the rest of my life, and I won’t lose the chance at being there to see Bhodi grow up. Bit by bit, I’m claiming them as mine.
I have her caged in and Holly’s index finger traces my lip. “No,” she responds quiet but firm as I’m about to kiss it.
“It doesn’t have to be tonight.”
She’s on the pill. I can get tested. I have been, but I get it if she wants proof in writing.
“No, Cary. Even if I wanted to, I can’t. I’m not ready. I may not ever be ready.”
My expression betrays,But we love each other.
She sees it, and yet Holly is steadfast. “I won’t raise a second baby alone, Cary. Not if I can help it.”
“If that happened, I’d be there.”
Her eyes dart away and I realize what I’ve said to her honestly is the same lie William told. He’d promised to marry her before she was pregnant and backed out.
My fingers brush Holly’s cheek and, when she has no choice but to look at me, every broken promise she’s endured is staring me in the face.
I can’t believe William took her for granted, missed his own son’s birth, and left Holly to bear the burden of his awful choices. Who does that and can still call themselves a man?
True, the consequences of having a kid might’ve been an afterthought before meeting Holly. But I wouldn’t have shirked it—or I hope not entirely anyway—because I see the effects it has on the people I care for the most.
“Okay,” I whisper, brushing my lips against hers. “I won’t ask again. You tell me if you’re ever ready. But, I’d loveit, you know. If twelve layers of protection failed, don’t think I’ll run. I’ll stay and sing bad eighties covers and be scared alongside you.”
“You’d be afraid of becoming a father because of Rex?” She shudders as if chilled.
I hold her tighter.
“No. For you, since it’d remind you of everything you went through on your own. I’m fine with playing it safe a little longer.” Right now all I know about being a dad is pretending I am one to a kid. Hell, I’ve never even held a baby before.
“You still want to make love to me?” Holly lets out a ragged breath.
I reach for my wallet on the nightstand, pull out protection, and hand it to her.
“Sure thing.” I grin, catching Holly’s lips with my own.
