But I’ve got work to do. My woman needs her pleasing and I’m the only man who can do it right.
I feel my heart fluttering in my chest, every time we do this, it’s like the first time all over again only better.
I can’t believe it’s possible for someone to grow more beautiful and sexier every single day.
I yank her jeans off and growl as I make my way down to her happy place, but something’s different.
She’s just lying there.
“Honey? What is it?” I ask her, worried she might be unwell or just not feel like it right now.
But when I look up at her, then feel her hands running through my hair, I catch the glow in her eyes, the smile on her face and the tremor in her breath.
Please, say it’s so. Tell me I’m right…
I don’t even have to ask the question out loud. I just know it’s true.
I know we’re gonna have a baby,
She’s gonna be a mommy and I’m gonna be the happiest daddy that ever lived.
“How long have you known?” I ask her, in between kisses, squeezes, hugs and growls of excitement.
“Just now,” she tells me, pulling the test from the bedside table.
“Then I think we need to get to work on making a little baby brother or sister, so they don’t get lonely in there…” I tell her.
“I’m pretty sure that’s not how it works,” she moans, rolling her eyes as I head back down south, making her gasp as I tear her panties away with my teeth.
“Can’t talk, eating…” is all I manage, and the rest of the day is only filled by the sounds of her moaning in pleasure, and my grunting in ecstasy as I live the life I always knew would come to me.
Pleasing my woman all day long and growing the perfect family.
The family I never had but always knew would come to me, if I only waited for it and fought for it when it finally did arrive.
EXTENDED EPILOGUE
Roxy
Dillon’s not one to get sappy about it, but he always remembers our anniversary. It was only a short stop in Vegas, to make it official once we left the city after his last fight, but he never forgets the day and today is more special than ever.
“Julian, easy now… alright hold the door open for mommy… that’s it, oh! Watch out… coming through now…”
If I wasn’t floating on such a cloud of happiness, I’d tell him off for sounding like such an old woman, but I know he’s only being so protective because he loves me so much.
Tara’s ten. All grown up now, so she informs us, and she announces she’s made a room up for me, next to hers. “So I can keep an eye on her…”
Daddy and I make eyes at each other, smiling. Tara’s going to be a doctor, and she’s always telling us just how and when things should happen, from the adorable perspective of a ten year old.
“Well….” I announce, “I’ll take a look soon darling, but right now, mommy needs to sit down on the couch.”
Tara huffs a bit, but concurs, seeing daddy lift me up into his huge arms and carry me to the sofa, settling me down amongst all the pillows she’s already laid out there too.
“And here’s the latest member of our family,” Dillon says gently, holding him in his hands like he’s the most precious thing on earth. They all are, from the first day to the tenth year.
I hold little Darren in my arms, watching his little mouth yawn and his tiny fingers reaching up for mine.
Julian and Tara creep over, like the floor’s littered with eggshells and peep over the blanket, making hushed gasps and comments about how cute he is. How tiny he is.
How amazing he is.
“You were all just as beautiful as babies and you still are.” Daddy says, tousling Julian’s hair and kissing Tara’s as he nestles down next to me, one arm hugging me while he opens the other for the kids to climb into.
“Can we let Bax in, Mommy? Can we?” Julian asks, and I look up to Dillon.
“Well, I’m okay with that if your daddy is… why don’t you ask him,” I say and Dillon smiles warmly.
“Alright, buddy. But bring him in on his leash, okay. He’s still a baby too.”
Bax is Julian’s puppy. An Irish wolfhound who Dillon just shrugged about when I asked him why we had to have a dog.
“Because I think every boy should have a dog, and every girl too.” He reminded me. “Don’t tell me you don’t like having a dog around the place?” he asked me, still does when I freak out over Bax messes on the rug.
“You never had a dog either, did you?” I joked one time when he suggested a dog, but I could tell it was true, I could tell it hit a nerve with Dillon.
“Then we’ll have all the dogs, kids, cats and anything else you want,” I said, making sure he knew just how much I want him to be happy, reminded him how happy he’s made me and all of us by being the best friend, father, husband and lover in the world.
Bax comes in, and sniffs his newest master. Tara decides she wants to take Bax’s temperature and Julian wants to ride him like a pony.
“Alright, alright!” Dillon says, grabbing hold of all three of them like they’re dolls in his huge arms, kissing all of them.
“Why don’t you go play outside for a bit, right where mommy and daddy can see you, by the window here…”
The kids rush outside, into the full sunshine streaming into our closed yard, Bax happiest off his leash and bouncing around. Tara and Julian laughing without a care in the world, forgetting about temperatures, spare
