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I grin. “Chinese or pizza.”
“Oh.” She bites her lip, her expression suddenly stern, but a smile keeps trying to break free. “Thatisimportant. Pizza.”
I pick up her hand and hold it in mine, so small and seemingly fragile as it lies in mine. I kiss each finger and she curls them around mine when I am done. “Pizza sounds perfect.”
Honestly, with her in my arms, I could eat anything and it would taste fine. I’m right, too, because by the time the food gets here and we start to eat, I’m already trying to figure out exactly how I’m going to convince her to stay forever.
She outshines my need for fuel, and when we’re finally on the couch, watching a movie, I don’t want to move.
I really can’t tell what it is beyond action and aliens—she’s way too distracting. I manage to slide my hand down the front of her jeans, into her underwear, and over her shaved pussy.
Fuck, she’s wet. I slip my fingers down, brushing over her clit, the soft wet heat of her a beacon to my questing exploration. I graze over her folds, her whimper and hands on my cock in my jeans fuel to the fire.
“Too many clothes,” I mutter, pulling out my hand and picking her up.
Brandi wraps about me, locking her ankles on my lower back and I stand, kissing her deeply.
We are panting and my cock and balls ache by the time we finish. I tighten my hold on her. “I think,” I say, “this will be way more comfortable in the bedroom. What about you?”
“Anywhere, Travis. Anywhere at all.”
I laugh and bite down on her neck lightly, letting my stubble scratch over her skin, loving marking her as mine. “Yeah, I can get behind that. Now, let’s see if I can make it up the stairs without killing us both…”
Later, much later, after we’ve fucked twice, I get up to use the bathroom and get a drink of water. I’m half asleep with eyes that are barely open when I knock a handful of cotton balls off the counter. Swearing softly, I bend over so I make sure to grab every one of those little white pieces of fluff that make my life hell when they get wet, and go to throw them away.
My hand stops, hovering over the trash can I just opened.
There, on top, lies something that wakes me the hell all the way up.
9
BRANDI
I need to tell Travis.
Only every time I go to say something, I get in my own way. Like last night.
I suck in a deep breath as I answer another call at dispatch, and as I send officers to the caller, I disconnect, my stomach the riotous jangle of nerves it has been ever since I realized I have not had my period in a while. Ever since I peed on that stick and gotten back that positive result.
Two days. Two whole days of carrying around a secret I can’t quite figure out how to share with him. With anyone.
Not even Maya.
It explains the tiredness. At least I think it does, though that can be all the loss of sleep sex takes up in my life ever since I first fucked Travis.
I just moved in with him. Everything is so new. And I… what if he doesn’t want a baby? We’ve never discussed it. Why would we? This is early days and here I am, with a new life starting to form inside me.
I have to stop myself from touching my stomach.
It was a whim or maybe instinct when I grabbed the pregnancy test when shopping at the pharmacy the other day. I hadn’t really expected anything from it apart from a waste of money.
But now, here I am.
Pregnant.
Getting rid of it isn’t an option. Until recently, until my grandparents found me, I’ve been alone. I know their loss has been filled by Maya, Brian, Poppy, my new life… Travis… But now? For the first time, no matter what, I’m not alone. There’s something else that’s part of me and there’s no longer anI, onlywe.
No matter what happens with Travis, I’m part of something.
