HARDCORE: Storm MC(232)

When it was over, I immediately thought of her. Was she okay? I left her, and she fell on her side with a sigh.



“Holy cow,” she whispered.



“Are you sure that was all right?” I stretched out next to her, looking at her closely. Wondering if there was any way to tell if I had hurt the baby.



She stroked my hair. “Relax. I already asked the doctor about it. He said we’ll be fine. As long as we don’t get too crazy, like weird Kama Sutra stuff. And even then, it should be okay.”



“Good.” What a relief. I rolled onto my back, still trying to catch my breath. “Wow. If I had known how good it would be while you were pregnant, I would’ve knocked you up sooner.”



“Hush.” She smacked my shoulder. “Your pillow talk hasn’t improved in the last year, you know.”



“Come on. That wasn’t romantic? I was complimenting your performance.” She shot me a warning look, and I stopped.



“What do you think—wedding before or after the baby comes?”



“I don’t need anything big. We can do it before, so the baby’s parents are married and all that. I don’t feel like trying to nurse a baby and stand at the altar all at the same time.”



“You’re sure? You don’t want the big wedding with the dress and the flowers and all that?”



“Eh, we’ll work something out. You know the girls will go crazy.”



“Erica’s dying for you to call her.”



“I bet. She doesn’t know about the baby yet. She might have a stroke.”



I chuckled. Life was too perfect. I had a family, my club, friends. How did everything change so fast in just a year?



No. Quicker than that. The minute Gigi showed up at my door. I guessed I had Rae to thank for that. I hadn’t seen or spoken to her since the day she signed the custody papers, but I thought of her sometimes. She was still her daughter’s mother, and Gigi had all her good qualities.



Jamie snuggled against me, and we talked about the wedding and the baby and getting a room ready for him or her. We even talked about moving to a bigger house. The sky was the limit.



I held her in my arms long into the night, sure I would never want anything else for the rest of my life. I had it all.



THE END