Page 184 of Stay With Me

We walk into the living room, and I hug Noah before she leaves. We both have doctor appointments tomorrow, so we’re going together, but I’m sure we’ll talk before then.

“Tell Fisher I said hello and to do his part in helpin’ you go into labor,” I call out as she walks to her car.

“Same goes for you, Tripp!”

“You hear that?” I tease as I meet him on the couch and lie down.

He pulls my feet into his lap and begins rubbing them. “Mm-hmm. But now I’m worried I’m not manscaped right.”

My head falls back on the pillow as I bellow out a laugh. “Want me to send a pic to Landen for you?”

He glowers as I reach for my phone and imitate taking his photo. “Cute.”

“Oh, I have something for you. Stay here.”

I walk to our bedroom where I hid the frame and then go to the kitchen to put the painting inside it.

“Okay, I wanted this to be a little more special, but I can’t wait any longer.” I sit next to him and put the frame face down on his lap. “I thought this would be cute to hang up in the nursery.”

My heart races as he flips it over. He stays silent as he continues staring at it and the longer he goes without speaking, the more anxious I get.

Finally, his throat moves as if he’s swallowed a huge lump. When he looks up and meets my eyes, I see them.

Tears.

“I can’t even express how much this means to me, Sunny.” He shakes his head as he wipes his face.

I take his hand and press my lips against it. “You deserve to be her daddy and for her to have your last name.”

He cups my face and crashes his mouth against mine. I moan as he weaves his fingers through my hair, tilts my head back, and deepens the kiss.

“I love you both so much,” he murmurs. “I have something for you, too. But it has to wait until she’s born.”

Sticking out my lip, I pout. “That ain’t fair. You can’t tell me that and then not show me.”

He smiles and kisses the tip of my nose. “It’ll be worth the wait. I promise.”

I grab the frame and set it on the coffee table, then straddle his legs the best I can with a watermelon-sized stomach between us. Wrapping my arms around him, I kiss him.

“Then you better help me get her out so I can get my present sooner.”

He chuckles against my lips as he squeezes my hips. “I waited seven years for you, so I think you can wait two more weeks.”

I spread my thighs a little wider and grind down on his thickening bulge. “I don’t thinkyoucan, though…”

With a deep, throaty groan, he cups my ass and rocks me over his erection. “Take your clothes off. Grab my hat. And then ride my cock.”

My pussy throbs at his words.

He doesn’t have to tell me twice.

Epilogue

Tripp

“You look so much like your mama.”

As I hold her in my arms, I’m in awe of this perfect little angel. Barely eight pounds and was only born less than twenty-four hours ago, but I already know I’d move heaven and hell for her.