Under Her Hood (Blue Collar Alphas #2)(14)

Another charge of electricity bolted through me.

“Jackson…” I whispered, steadying his hand between us.

“Mm…yeah, baby?” He spread our shared cum around my clit, working it into the sensitive flesh.

“Jackson…” Another lightning bolt, this time in my stomach.

“Tell me, sweetheart.”

Another bolt.

“Jackson, I…” I looked up at him, just as my first real contraction took hold. “Jackson, I think it’s time.”

“What?” His eyes rounded.

“It’s time, Jackson. I’m having contractions.”

“So what the doctor said is true? If we want the baby to come we should have sex? It worked?!”

“Jackson, oh my God, yes it worked. Oh my God, it hurts!” I clutched at his bicep just as my stomach tightened harder than it had before.

“Oh Jesus, okay.” He leapt into action, yanking his jeans up and zipping before grasping both my hands. “What do you want me to do?”

“Just stay here, just…wait…until it passes…” I spit through clenched teeth.

“Right. Wait til it passes.” His eyes shot around the garage. “You left the overnight bag in the living room, right?”

“Yes, Jackson.” I tried to breathe through the pain like the labor instructor had taught us. “It’s been there for a week.” I paused as my muscles relaxed. “Okay, I think it’s over.”

Jackson looked down at my hugely round, nine-month-pregnant belly. “We’re going to have a baby.”

I grinned, wanting to leap into his arms and slather him in kisses, if I still could. “He’s coming.”

“He’s coming.” Jackson looked up at me, one tear tracking down his chiseled cheek before he swiped it on the sleeve of his shirt. He pulled me into his arms, sliding my t-shirt over my shoulders and my stretchy leggings up over my big belly.

“I’ll get the keys and the bag. Be right back, don’t move.”

“Wait, you’re bringing me in the Blue Devil?!”

“Hell yeah, I am. I’m bringing my son home from the hospital in this car.”

“Jackson, no, my water could break, I could ruin the seats!”

He stood, as if to consider me for a moment. “But it’s where all our firsts happened. I proposed to you on that car. It was the start of us.”

I stood in the middle of the garage, speechless and in awe of the sweetness radiating from the man I’d married. I knew at that exact moment that he would be the best daddy to our little boy, to all of our future kids. He was already the best husband to me.

“Okay. Just don’t forget to bring me a towel.” I rubbed a hand over my belly, smiling contently as I eased around the corner of the car to open the passenger door.

“Hey, mama.” Jackson scooped me into his arms, placing a slow kiss on my lips as he walked me around the car. He slid me in the seat, buckling me in before placing both of his palms over my giant belly. “I love you both so much.”

He smiled up at me and placed a kiss on my stomach.

I pushed one of my hands through his hair, pulling him to my lips in a soft kiss. “Let’s go have a baby.”





Second Epilogue





JACKSON





Three Years Later





“Vroooom!” My son’s hands clutched at the steering wheel of the Mustang. I tickled Blaze’s sides as he sat perched in my lap. The way he busted up into a fit of giggles only a three-year-old could muster made me drunk on happiness.

And as if my life couldn't get any better, the woman who made it all possible walked down the steps of our cabin. It was perched on the lake, way up in the Rockies. I’d built our dream home, and then we’d started filling it with babies.

“Hey, mama, I think this guy’s gonna be a racecar driver.”

She grinned, bouncing Hawk, our ten-month-old on her hip.

“This one better be a chef. He likes to eat. That’s his second banana.” She hugged my boy a little closer.

Damn, I loved this woman.

My life had grown more full in the last few years than I ever dreamed it could have. I didn’t even know I wanted these things, didn’t give two shits about a family until Sadie came along. Now I wanted the kids, the dog, and the white picket fence. And I planned on trying for more kids. I’d have ten babies with her if she’d let me.

“Dawie!” Hawk gargled through a bite of banana.

A black lab came trotting down the porch, a litter of three pups following her in a reckless line. I shook my head. We’d adopted that dog a few months ago and had no idea she was pregnant at the time. “Here comes trouble.”