Sex Unlimited(58)

“Mmm,” I say leaning back and licking my lips. “You’re right. That’s pure sinfulness.”

He looks down to his almost fully aroused cock and then back to me. “I agree.”

“Now, who’s being dirty?” I ask playfully.

“Hey, you’re the one with the magical mouth and tongue. You did that,” he nods towards his dick, “I have no control over it when you do things like suck on my finger the same way you suck on it. Not that I’m complaining, in any way at all.”

We laugh together and he leans forward holding the cupcake to my mouth. “Here, back to the important stuff; the best cupcake in the world. Open up.”

As soon as I bite into the soft bundle of velvet, a mixture of flavors explode in my mouth. My brows go up and then I close my eyes savoring the taste.

“I told you. You can’t even deny it. It’s so good, it’s evil.”

Opening my eyes I lick my lips nodding. “Oh God, that is dangerous right there. What is it?”

“It’s double chocolate, red velvet from a little bakery on the south side of town. They know me by name there.”

“Don’t give me the address because this could be very bad for my figure if I ever find out exactly where these are.”

He laughs and reaches out, swiping a crumb from the corner of my mouth with his finger. “You can have all the cupcakes you want. Nothing can change how beautiful you are. No matter how much weight you gain, you’re going to be perfectly gorgeous to me.”

He leans in and gives me a chaste kiss. “I don’t know how I ever got so lucky to find you,” I tell him.

“You aren’t lucky. We are lucky.”

I wrap my arms around him. He leans to the side, setting the cupcakes on the bedside table. “I love you,” I whisper. “I think I loved you before I even knew you. There’s no way this wasn’t destined to happen for us. It’s too good to have not been fate.”

He hugs me back. “I don’t know if it was fate or luck or chance. All I know for sure is…it’s real. I’ve never felt such a strong depth of happiness in love as I do right now, in this moment, with you. You feel like home to me. I haven’t had a home in so long. You’re my forever home, Candace.”

His voice cracks and he goes silent. His body jerks ever so subtly and I think he’s crying. I pull back. “Brisban?”

He shakes his head and I see the tears. “Why are you crying? God, you can’t cry. I am already an emotional and hormonal mess. You’re going to make me lose it.”

His beautiful caramel eyes blink slowly and big tears fall down his stern face. His stubble is dark and longer than usual. He’s tragically handsome.

“I’m sorry. I miss her. I miss Willow. I’m so fucked up inside about her, yet so happy about us. I want our baby. I want you…but I want her back.” He drops his head and pinches the bridge of his nose. “I have to let her go. If I don’t, I’ll never be able to be a good father to this baby. Our baby deserves all of me.”

My heart cracks. “Brisban, please look at me.” I reach out and cradle his beautiful, tear streaked face in my hands and look him straight in the eyes. “You never have to let Willow go.” I place a hand on his heart. “She’s here. She’ll always be here.” His eyes soften and I try so hard to hold back my own tears. I grasp each of his hands and rest them on my stomach. “Our baby will love you with all of his or her heart and you will be an incredible dad.”

No matter how hard I try I can’t hold back. Tears break free from my eyes and we cry together.

Sad tears.

Happy tears.

Hopeful tears.





Several months later…





TIME HAS FLOWN BY AND so much has changed and happened. James finally accepted that we weren’t ever getting back together. I heard from Janette that he moved away; it’s for the best. I will always have a place for him in my heart, no matter how things ended. I feel conflicted over that at times but I think it’s only human to have that feeling for someone I loved for so long.

Brisban did propose. I was reluctant to marry him when I looked like a blimp but he insisted. I know he tried not to rush things but, with us, rules haven’t ever really applied. We had a small ceremony and Dawn actually sent us a wedding gift. It was a beautiful, leather bound baby book for the baby. I was stunned. Brisban didn’t seem surprised—he says she has a good heart. She’s dating and when Willow was finally laid to rest, she handled it all very well with Brisban, even though he chose not to attend. I disagreed with him not going but I supported his choice. I can’t even begin to imagine having to face something like that. He sold his condo and moved in with me. Yesterday when I went into labor—I’ve never seen a man so fraught with worry and excitement in my life. Janette has been here with him at the hospital the entire time. Our families are coming in tomorrow. I’m glad we have today just us.