Page 45 of Pretty Desperate (Pine Village #6)

She shifts against me, and unfortunately, her movement dislodges my cock. With it, comes a flood of mess. “Eww,” she says with a giggle.

“I told you,” I insist, pressing a chaste kiss to her forehead once more. “Stay here, and I’ll go grab a towel.”

“There’s some in the hamper in the bathroom.”

“On it,” I say before carefully slipping out from under her and off the couch.

My entire groin and thigh area is covered in our mess, but I don’t care.

I’ll wear it like a badge of honor, if I’m being honest. In some sort of caveman, twisted way, I have pride in knowing there was nothing between us as I made her come on me.

I slip into the bathroom and grab the towel on top of the hamper.

I quickly wipe off most of the moisture, but some of it’s already starting to dry and become sticky.

I take in her tub and shower unit, hoping we’ll end up here very soon.

I want nothing more than to help clean her up and then get her dirty all over again.

And just like that, my cock is already at half-mast…

Retrieving a second towel, I return to the living room to help Jillian clean up.

She’s lying on the couch with her eyes closed, a faint grin spread across her kissable lips.

As I approach, my eyes trail down her naked body and land on her stomach.

It’s still flat, of course, but a rush of pride and love washes over me, nonetheless.

“You’re staring,” she murmurs, reaching for the towel.

I drop to my knees beside the couch and gently wipe off her thighs.

“I was just admiring how beautiful you are,” I tell her, allowing her to take the towel and clean between her legs.

As soon as she’s done, I lean forward and place my lips against her stomach.

“I can’t wait to watch you grow our child. ”

Glancing up, I find tears in her eyes once more and my heart hitches in my chest. “These are happy tears,” she assures me before I can ask what’s wrong.

Reaching over, I take her hand, linking our fingers together.

Then, I settle on the floor beside where she lies.

“Hello there, little one. I’m your daddy.

I can’t wait to meet you, but you have to marinate and bake just a little longer.

But I’ll be here, talking and waiting for the day I get to hold you in my arms.”

I don’t know why I said all that. I know it’s cheesy. But when I look up into Jillian’s tear-filled eyes, I know I spoke from the heart, and it wasn’t just for our baby. It was a message to her too. I’ll be here, always.

No, I can’t see the future, but what I can see has her in it.

“We’ll take it slow, okay? This is new for both of us, but I want you to know and understand my intent.

I plan to date you, to shower you with love, and help you in any way I can.

I’m in this for the long haul, Jillian, and it’s not because you’re pregnant.

That’s just the icing on the double chocolate with salted caramel swirl cake,” I say with a big grin.

She sits up and throws her arms around my neck, pressing our naked chests together. “I like that idea, all of it.”

“If you’re not feeling well, I want to know so I can help, even if that’s just to hold your hand or your hair until it passes.

I’m going to be at every doctor’s appointment, rub your feet and your back after the long workdays, and make sure you eat something other than a cupcake or cinnamon roll.

I’m probably going to drive you absolutely crazy, but I promise I have the best intentions. ”

She brushes her lips across mine and slides her fingers into my hair.

“I’ve been single for so long, I don’t really remember what it’s like to have someone by my side like that.

Don’t get me wrong, my parents are super supportive and a little too attentive, but they mean well. And this is different.”

I press my lips to hers but stop before letting my tongue delve inside. “I can’t wait to date you for real,” I insist.

“Me too.” Her words come out all breathy, and my cock takes notice.

“Now, first thing’s first. Do you need to eat anything else?”

She shakes her head and reaches down, palming my dick. Of course, that one touch has me fully erect and ready to go. “I’m not hungry for food.”

Noting the wicked intent in her green eyes, I ask, “What are you hungry for?”

Jillian smiles and licks her lips. “You.”

“Well, Jilly, that seems to work well for the next part of my plan,” I tell her, carefully helping her stand up, considering she’s holding my manhood in her hand.

“And that is?”

“A shower. I thought you might want to clean up a bit before bed.” My hands reach around and grab the globes of her ass, loving how perfectly she fits in my palms.

“Are you suggesting we clean up…and then get dirty again?”

“That’s exactly what I’m suggesting,” I say before taking her lips with mine in a searing kiss. It packs a punch too, like all our kisses seem to do, and my desire for her increases tenfold.

“To the shower, Kam,” she whispers, taking a step toward her hallway.

“Start the water, and I’ll meet you there.”

She nods and heads for the bathroom. My eyes are glued to her delectable backside, mesmerized by the sway of her hips. I can’t wait to see her body change as our baby grows.

I move to the door and make sure it’s locked. As I flip the mechanism, I pause and smile. I’m one lucky son of a gun, that’s for sure. Right now, I have everything I could possibly need. A beautiful woman I adore and a baby on the way. Not to mention the restaurant expansion is still happening.

But I realize instantly I would have, and still would, give it up to be with her.

If Mrs. Krokus told me the deal was off when I confessed my lie, I would have walked away with my head held high, because being with Jillian and how I feel about her is more important than a building.

I still have my dream—the restaurant—but now that dream has changed. It includes her and our child.

The idea of seeing a little girl or boy who looks like Jillian toddling through the expansion, hanging on to the backs of chairs for stability, is as vivid as if I’m actually seeing it happen in front of me. I can feel the peace and happiness that image evokes.

Mrs. Krokus was right.

That building was made for a family.

Mine.

And I’m going to do everything in my power to make it happen.

“Kameron?” she hollers from the bathroom, causing my feet to start moving.

But first, a shower…