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“I like this,” she states. “All of it.”

“All of it?”

Her tongue peeks out, sliding across her berry-stained lip, then she nods. “Andrew, with you guys, Allison and Hendrick working their shit out, and the two of us, married and pregnant together.”

My eyes widen, my lips part, and my breath hitches at her words. I cannot believe she’s just said what she has. “Parker?” I finally manage to whisper.

She lets out a small giggle, and I know with our heads tipped and her giggling, we look like two teenagers gossiping, but we each have a huge secret that nobody knows yet.

“How did you know?” I ask.

She sinks her teeth into her bottom lip, then releases her skin. “I didn’t,” she confesses. “I suspected because it seemed as though you were going through the same weird symptoms as I have been, but I wasn’t sure until now.”

“Coleman doesn’t even know yet,” I say.

She nods her head once before she speaks. “Neither does Wells. I wanted to wait until after the wedding.”

“Then we’ll tell them tonight,” I state. “That way, they’ll know at the same time.”

I don’t know why that feels important, but it does. Parker must feel the same way because her smile widens, and she lets out a soft laugh. A moment later, both of the men in question appear. Wordlessly, they reach for our hands, outstretching their own with palms facing up, and we lift our hands and place our fingers in theirs.

Moments later, we’ve gathered Andrew and are on our way back home. Our new home. We’ve moved in, although the place is still pretty bare. We have a sofa, televisions and beds, nothing else. Eventually, we’ll fill the place up, not just with furniture and things, but most importantly, with memories, and I’m most excited for that to come.

Once Coleman and I are alone in our room and we’ve changed out of our wedding clothes and into something more comfortable, him into underwear and me into his T-shirt, I decide it’s time to tell him.

“You’ve been quiet. Are you upset about something that happened at the wedding?” Coleman asks as he uses a pillow behind his back to prop himself up slightly. I finish brushing my hair and turn around to face him, tilting my head to the side, my eyes focused on his.

He’s watching me, something he seems to do regularly, and I love it. Pressing my lips together, I roll them a few times before I place my knee in the bed, then slowly crawl up his body. With each move, his smile grows wider.

When I’m close enough to kiss, he lifts one hand and tangles his fingers in my hair, then snaps my neck backward and touches his lips to the center of my throat. “Fuck, hummingbird, you are so goddamn sexy,” he murmurs against my skin.

He releases my hair, and I straighten my head, my eyes finding his. This is it. This is the moment. There is no turning back now.

“I’m pregnant, Coleman.”

Without skipping a beat, he flips me onto my back, his hands on the mattress on either side of my face, his arms straight, and his eyes sparkling as he looks down at me. “What did you say?”

“I’m pregnant,” I repeat.

“I’m going to fuck you into this mattress, hummingbird. Then I’m going to go outside and shout from the rooftops about this. Fuck,” he growls. “This is goddamn perfect.Youare goddamn perfect.”

COLEMAN

THREE MONTHS LATER

Tanglingmy fingers in her hair, I tug her head back as I bury myself deep inside my wife’s cunt, to the root. She moans and pushes back slightly, then lets out a whimper. I fuck her, though not as hard as I want since she’s pregnant. I hold back the way I’ve held back for weeks, knowing she’s going to have my baby.

Fuck.

My fucking baby.

Thrusting my hips, I bury myself inside of her, then pull out almost completely before burying myself again, watching my cock glistening with her wetness on every fucking stroke. Jesus Christ, I’m never going to get tired of this sight, not in a million goddamn years.

Gripping her hips, I pull them back as I shift forward, filling her with my cock over and over, pistoning inside of her and listening for her whimpering as I feel her pussy flutter around me. She’s close. So close.

When she cries out, her body freezing, I feel her pussy clamp down around me, then I feel her wetness flood. I close my eyes and relish in the sensation for a moment before I move inside of her a few more times. Once my balls draw up and my back tingles, I know I’m close—beyond the point of return close.

I bury myself deep inside of her one last time, my fingers flexing against her hips. I tilt my head back and groan with my release, biting back the roar that threatens to escape my lips. Releasing my hold on her hips, I slide my hands around to cup her belly.

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