Page 35 of Big Baby

“What time are you meeting Bellamy?” I asked as we moved, dodging one of Zack’s grubby paws.

Zora sighed. “An hour. Should be fine.”

Zora and Bellamy worked together now, or rather, Zora worked for Bellamy. They’d opened a queer bookshop, and Zora helped run it. It wasn’t perfect for her, and she definitely had more goals to achieve, but she was happy for the moment. The pay was good, the hours flexible, and Bellamy was an excellent fucking boss.

Even though they’d never really warmed up to me.

“I’ll get the little man to daycare; you get yourself sorted and away.” We paused in the hall, at separate doors. Zack squirmed out of my arms and scrambled into his bedroom, yammering on about the toy animals he had all lined up across his rug.

My shoulders dropped, relaxing, and I turned back to my woman. We hadn’t spoken about it once, but I was going to marry her one day soon. I had the ring buried at the bottom of my underwear drawer and a plan ready to enact.

It was a tricky subject because, for fuck’s sake, I’d been here already with her sister. So we hadn’t talked about it, but I knew it was what Zora wished for. Fuck, I craved it too. I wanted her to be mine in the eyes of the law too.

“What are you thinking about?” Zora asked, turning and leaning on our closed bedroom door. She looked so delicious with her round, stretched stomach, the jeans that she struggled to button up and a nursing bra because I’d never stopped drinking from her tits. They were bigger now, veiny and darker at the nipple. “Stop looking at my tits or we’ll never get anywhere.”

I smirked and stepped across the hall to her, yanking her body to mine to kiss her. It turned dirty fast, our tongues stroking together, breathing picking up.Fuck, I wanted her.

My hands roamed over every inch of her I could reach, and I pressed my fast-hardening cock against her hip.

“Harry…” she murmured, admonishing but still leaning into me.

I groaned into her neck, kissing down toward her shoulder, toward her chest. When my hand drifted up to cup her tits, she sighed and caved, tipping her head to the side so I had better access. She hummed with pleasure when my hands brushed along her waistband.

Then something crashed in Zack’s room, and he shouted in surprise, shattering the tension. I planted one more hard kiss on Zora’s lips before leaving her space, giving her another wink as I darted toward Zack’s room.

I heard Zora laugh and sigh as she turned into our bedroom.

Life was messy, but so fucking worth it. We’d always find ways to make it work, taking each day, each moment as it came and carrying on through. It wasn’t easy; things with Zora’s family were still fraught. Mine were supportive enough, not wanting to get involved in any drama, but we were still mostly alone.

But with Zora, that was fucking fine. We were the perfect damn fit, squeezing ourselves into a hole we weren’t meant to be in, but making it work anyway.

I loved her, was going to marry her, and I couldn’t wait for her to know that.

For now, the future wasn’t terrifying. It was ours.