Most Eligible Baby Daddy(39)

She looked at the engagement ring. How had this happened? She thought of  all the things that had led to this very moment. That ring had been on  the hand of a woman who's husband abused her. It had ended up in a box  in a basement. A little boy had been locked in that basement and found  that ring.

She'd been sold to a criminal gang, and then miraculously rescued from  that gang when they were all killed. She'd struggled in a life with Gris  until she'd gained the courage to leave him. She'd arrived here in  Stone Peak, and at the exact same time, Forrester was there, getting a  cup of coffee on his way to his father's funeral.

It was almost too strange, too unlikely, too miraculous. It couldn't  have all happened without the guiding hand of God. She was convinced of  that. God had led her to that point, and he wanted her and Forrester to  be together.

"Am I really going to be your wife?" she said to him.

He caressed her hand in his. "Yes you are, Elle Barclay."

"Elle Snow," she said.

He smiled. "Elle Snow."

A few minutes later she was in the shower. Forrester was waiting in the  living room, drinking more coffee. She looked up when there was a knock  on the bathroom door. Forrester entered.

"I'm joining you if that's okay," he said.

"Of course."

He climbed in and washed her body, head to toe, and then kissed her  passionately on the mouth. She got out and let him have the shower to  himself. He washed his tired, sore body while she put on her makeup and  then she wrapped him up in fresh bandages, which they made by cutting up  the bed sheet.

They walked together to her work. When they walked through the door, Kelly and Grace stopped what they were doing and watched.

"You look so happy you could burst," Kelly said.

"I think I might," Elle said.

She held out her hand to her friend and showed her the diamond ring.

"No way," Kelly said.

"Good heavens," Grace said, coming out from the kitchen and grabbing Elle's hand. "That diamond is enormous."

"I know."

"So it's happening?"

"We're getting married," Elle said. "Forrester proposed this morning."

They all looked at Forrester who was sitting at the counter  nonchalantly, waiting for someone to give him a cup of coffee. Then  Grace and Kelly both got up and gave him a huge hug.

Elle felt as if her life couldn't be more complete. And so it felt. All  that day, and all the next day. And the next. Their days became happier  and happier. She went to work with Grace and Kelly. Forrester finished  up some dealings with his father's lawyer. They were making sure all of  his father's estate went to charity, which impressed Elle. She wasn't  just marrying a man who had more money than he knew what to do with, but  he was generous too.

In the evenings they went to Harry's bar and had a quiet date together,  or went with Kelly and tried to find nice guys who might be romantic  prospects for her. It was during those days that Elle got to know  everything about Forrester, the man she was going to marry.

She learned about Lacey, and her father, the man who'd adopted Forrester  and rescued him from the system. She also learned that Forrester had  three other men he called his brothers, even though they were also guys  who'd been adopted by Lacey's father. He spoke regularly on the phone to  Lacey, who he regarded as a sister, as well as to the brothers, and  Faith, one of the brothers' wives.                       
       
           



       

She knew he was eager for them to meet her, and she was eager to meet  them too, but there was no rush. They were so happy to be together in  Stone Peak, in the little attic apartment, that they were in no hurry to  leave. Elle had never been so happy in all her life. She loved that  Forrester was always there, walking her to work in the morning, coming  in for his meals, and waiting for her at the end of her shift to take  her to Harry's. She loved that he was friends with Kelly and Gracie.

He even made sure the sheriff's son and his buddies treated Kelly and  Grace with the utmost respect. Kelly and Grace both said it was like the  town was a completely different place. Everyone was treating each other  better, as if Forrester's presence kept things in order.

It truly was a heavenly couple of weeks for Elle. She thought she could never be happier.

She was wrong.

There was one thing that could make her happier. And she learned of it one icy morning during those first weeks.





Chapter 47

Elle

ELLE COULDN'T BELIEVE IT. It was early spring and the snow was beginning  to melt on the mountain tops around the town. She'd just had the most  perfect month of her life. Every morning she woke up next to Forrester.  More often than not, he'd grab her by the hips and whisper in her ear,  "I want you."

She knew he was telling the truth because his boner was pressing into  her. He liked to play a game of blindfolding her before she looked at  him. He said he wanted her to feel his love in the morning before  setting eyes on him. So she'd keep her eyes shut as he tied a blindfold  around her eyes.

Then either he'd climb down under the sheets and toy with her pussy,  making her dripping wet with anticipation, or he'd climb up over her,  and put the tip of his cock against her lips. She'd take him into her  throat until he was so hard that she could taste the first drips of his  pre-cum.

Then he'd always do the same thing. He'd whisper, "You are the most  beautiful creature in all the world," and he'd slid into her wet pussy,  all in one go, and pound her until orgasm. It was a delicious way to  wake up every morning. They never used a condom and Forrester made no  secret of the fact that he wanted her to be the mother of his child.

He'd say, "If you give me a baby half as beautiful as you are, I'll be the happiest man on earth."

And Elle would lie there, blindfolded, and pray that his orgasm would find its mark.

It was just after making love one morning that Elle started to feel  different. Forrester put the coffee pot on over the fire and then went  out for a run. He usually went for a run in the morning, then went to  the lawyer's office, and then came home and did work on his laptop. He  was working on some project with the brothers and it was taking a lot of  his time. They were quite secretive about it, but Elle was more  interested in the brothers themselves than in whatever they were working  on.

That morning, as soon as Forrester left the apartment, she ran into the  bathroom and threw up. She hadn't eaten anything strange, and apart from  the nausea, she didn't feel like anything was wrong with her.

She smiled and put her hand on her stomach. It was happening. She knew  it. She was very aware of the fact that she hadn't had a period since  Forrester's arrival, but she'd been too afraid to jinx things by taking a  pregnancy test. Now she knew it was time. She hurried getting ready,  got dressed, and went straight to the pharmacy. By the time she got back  she was practically shaking in apprehension. She opened the box,  followed the instructions of the test, peed on the stick, and waited  impatiently. She was about to pour herself some coffee when she  remembered that it probably wasn't good for the baby.

She poured herself some hot water from the kettle and sipped it while  she waited. When she went to check, she almost fainted with happiness.  It was a little plus sign. It was positive. She was pregnant.

She quickly peed on the second test to double check, but she knew in her  heart it was true. She'd been feeling the change for some time. She was  carrying Forrester's baby. She was practically shaking in excitement.  She didn't know what to do, but she hid the tests. She wanted to see the  look on Forrester's face when she gave him the news. She didn't want  him seeing the test and making the deduction for himself. She wanted to  tell him.                       
       
           



       

Her heart fluttered, thinking about how madly he was going to be in love with her when she gave him the news.

She went to her little wardrobe in the bedroom and pulled out the  sexiest thing she owned. It was a piece of black lace lingerie that  Forrester had bought for her at the only women's clothing store in town.  It still had the tags on it. Because he made love to her first thing in  the morning, she was always naked. She slept naked with him.

This was going to be different. She went into the bathroom, put on her  best makeup, straightened her hair, put on perfume, and was only just  finished getting ready when she heard Forrester coming up the stairs.  Quickly, she ran into the bedroom and got down on her knees. She wanted  to be on her knees when he saw her.

"Elle," he called.

She didn't answer him. She listened as he took off his coat and boots and remained silent.