“And what do I want?”
“Me. My impressive cock. My talented hands and tongue. My heart.”
“Oh, I think I’ll take it all, please.”
“As the goddesses wishes.”
Epilogue
“We can just buy you new clothes, Diana,” David griped, heaving another box of her belongings into the back of the moving truck. It had taken Diana two months to get around to having the energy to deal with moving all her things to Manhattan. Once she’d decided it was time, David had wanted to hire some men to do all the heavy lifting, but Diana didn’t want strangers tromping through her mother’s house and going through all her private things.
“I don’t want new clothes, I want these ones. They’re worn in, comfortable,” she argued, pointing at another box on the curb, the last one in need of transportation. David wouldn’t let her lift a finger to help, which had given her a lot of time to think and plan. “What would you say if I told you I’ll buy new clothes, but they have to be…under clothes.”
David stopped midstride, the box of clothes making his muscles bulge. “Lingerie?” he asked, his eyes wide with interest. “I’d say let’s go now. No time to waste. I want to wrap you in green lace and then rip it from your body. With my teeth.”
She shuddered. David was an insatiable lover, showing her with every touch and kiss that he truly, honestly meant it when he said he loved her, wanted her.
“Down, boy,” she teased, swatting at him to get him moving again. “We still need to drop all of this off at the penthouse.”
“Then lingerie shopping?”
Damn, the man was incorrigible. She laughed, her heart light, her soul overflowing with joy.
“Yes, then lingerie. Then after that, cheeseburgers. Baby A wants bacon, and Baby B wants onions.”
David returned from loading the last box and splayed his large hand over her expanding middle. During their OB appointment that month, they’d discovered that they were having one boy and one girl, which thrilled them to no end. Then came the arguments about names. By the time they came around to agreeing on anything, the babies would be toddlers.
“Doesn’t Baby B remember that onions give you heartburn? No onions, goddess.” Lord, she loved it when he got all concerned and bossy like that.
She ducked her head, hiding her teasing smile. “Yes, but whatever Baby B wants, Baby B gets.”
“What about baby daddy? What does he get?”
She threw her arms around his neck, pulling him down to plant a quick kiss on his beautiful lips.
“Baby daddy gets happily ever after.”
20 weeks later…
“Look at them, David…” she murmured, exhausted. Her body throbbing and achy and numb all at the same time. “They’re so beautiful.”
The man beside her, her husband, grinned down at her, tears gathering in his eyes.
“They are beyond beautiful, darling. They are indescribable,” David whispered before bending down to gently kiss her sweaty forehead before kissing each of the babies on their foreheads as well.
Diana watched in utter pride as the man she loved showed such gentle care and adoration to their children. She knew he would, though. Despite all he’d done in the past, and how he’d hurt her, he’d begun to make up for it in outstanding and imaginative ways. The first was to buy the Perk Me Up café so she could have as many mochas and chocolate croissants as she wanted—though her mochas had been decaf. The next was to buy them a fixer upper house in Jersey, close to her mom, so she would remodel and design the house however she wanted while also living close to her family. The house was nowhere near done, but once it was, it would be the perfect home for David, her, and their babies. Perhaps even more babies. Yeah, she was crazy.
She’d just endured twelve hours of labor and was now cradling her two treasures in her arms. One in a pink blanket, the other in blue. They were sleeping, their little mouths pursed in slumber. Before they’d drifted off to sleep after their first feedings (which she conquered like a goddamn champ) she and David took note of their eyes. Baby Benjamin Allen Brenner, named after her father, had dark eyes, which would probably lighten to gray like his father’s. Baby Meredith Anne, named after David’s mother, had light eyes, which David said he hoped would be as green as hers. They were both dark haired, which meant David’s genes won out there, but Diana didn’t mind. She loved that her children took after their father so much, it made her heart soar, especially when she watched David hold them for the first time, his face awash in awe and terror. And love.
This man…
Settling back into the bed, Diana sighed.
“I think it’s time for mummy to rest,” David murmured to Ben and Merry, taking each baby one a time and depositing them in their respective nursery bassinets. Diana hated losing their warmth and the weight of them against her, but she knew she would need to sleep if she planned to be coherent enough to feed them again in two hours.
“There now, goddess, you rest while I watch over our lovies,” David murmured, his deep voice making her blood sing. Even after pushing out two human beings, her body still responded to David. He was her crack cocaine.
He turned to gaze at the two bassinets and the treasures within them, a look of something deep and amazing on his face.
“What is it?” she asked, reaching out to place a hand on his arm.
He placed a hand over hers, turning back to her, grinning broadly.
“I am just…thankful. Grateful. I cannot believe how blessed I am,” he answered, the awe weighting his tone.
She smiled up at him, tears burning her eyes.
“I am grateful, too.”
“Who would have thought that something so unexpected as a chance meeting outside an elevator could lead to unending happiness?” he
