Page 48 of Uncovering Love: The Wedding
“You also want to be there.” I nod, but I’m not disappointed. Maybe a little perturbed at the fact Kate and Jon’s baby chose this night to come into the world, sure. But it’s out of our control. Evie wanting to be there for her best friend only demonstrates the generous heart she has. It’s one of her most beautiful qualities. “Then I say we move this party to the labor and delivery floor.” I waggle my brows and Evie’s laughter brings a genuine smile to my face.
“Thank you.” Her glorious bare breasts rise and fall with her sigh. I can’t help but zero in on the movement, and my waning erection springs back to life. “Let me text Kate back and tell her I’m coming,” Evie says while she types at the screen.
“Yeah, you are.” I take the phone from her fingers as soon as the message is sent and set it on the dresser. “I can’t believe I’m going to proposition this to you, on our wedding night of all nights, but Mrs. Reynolds ... How do you feel about a quickie before we go?”
“Can you make it really fast?” She lifts her brow, and it’s so goddamn adorable.
“Fast. Got it. Just the way my wife likes it.” She giggles and falls back onto the pillows but I drag her back down the bed with me. “Setting expectations low in the beginning. I can only go up from here,” I murmur as I claim her lips.
“You really can,” she whispers with a smile. Reaching between us to grip my cock, she strokes it several times before she releases her hold and pushes my shoulders back against the mattress. She straddles my hips once again, climbing up on her knees so she holds her wet center only inches from my painfully hard self. “Hard and fast,” she reminds me, desire lighting her command. I thrust up and she drops down, rocking back and forth to ride me—this time to the finish.
“Kate, you’re one of kind. Using your baby to cock block my honeymoon,” I tease as we enter her hospital room, but my gaze is captivated by the wee little man swaddled against her chest.
“I do what I can,” she responds, her lips painted with a smile. “Must run in the family.” She raises her brow and directs her stare at me. “I heard you called me that, too.”
“I only speak the truth.” I hold up my hands in surrender, step forward and clasp Jon on the shoulder. “Congrats. He’s perfect.”
“He really is,” Jon murmurs. His gaze never leaves his newborn son from where he sits on the edge of the bed, one arm wrapped protectively around Kate. “Thank you for being here.”
It’s just past six in the morning but we’ve been up all night. I stayed in the waiting room while Jon and Evie took short breaks to keep me informed of her progress. Not that they needed to. Kate’s foul mouth reached well past the boundaries of her hospital room, and as she labored hard and without medication for several hours before William decided to make his grand entrance into the world, I’m sure the medical staff is also relieved last night is over.
“You did so good, Kate.” Evie’s eyes fill with tears from where she adores the new baby. I walk to stand behind her, wrapping my arms around her waist and kissing the side of her head as she continues to coo at the little guy. “I love you so much, William,” she whispers and my heart fills with even more love for her. She’s my best friend, lover, wife, and one day she will make an incredible mother.
“Thank you for staying with me. I’m sorry we crashed your honeymoon. Honestly, I couldn’t have done this without you,” Kate says and for once there’s no smart remark or teasing.
“Yeah, seriously. We couldn’t have.” Jon’s eyes are wide as he adds, “And now you have to be present at all future births of our children.”
“More! I just popped one out of my vagina and you’re already talking more?” Kate shakes her head. “Give a woman a hot second!”
“How many babies do you two want?” There’s laughter in Evie’s question. My shoulders shake with my suppressed chuckles and I hug her closer, ready and waiting for the argument that’s sure to ensue with my wife’s instigation.
“At least five.” Jon winks at us before Kate’s glare centers on him.
“Five!”
“Yeah, I’ve always wanted my own basketball team. But don’t worry, that’s not until you agree to be my wife.”
“Jonathan Beltran, so help me God and the baby I hold in my arms, you’d better be fucking with me right now!”
“And that’s our cue ...” Evie interrupts and gives both Kate and baby a kiss to the cheek. “Get some rest today, and send me lots of texts. I want a million pictures of this guy.” She walks around the bed to hug Jon.
“You don’t even have to ask.” Kate yawns.
I wave at the couple and Evie grasps my hand as we walk out the door. She’s silent as we ride the elevator down to the lobby and out the front doors. I assume her lack of conversation stems from exhaustion. We’re no longer kids, and pulling an all-nighter isn’t as appealing as it once was. I’m about to suggest we delay our honeymoon road trip and sleep the rest of the day away when her voice cuts through the morning much the way the brilliant hues of pinks and purples arrived with the sunrise.
“That was so amazing. And terrifying. And beautiful.” She squeezes my hand and turns her face so I have to meet her gaze. “Thank you for sacrificing some of our time so I could witness a miracle.”
“I’d do anything for you, Evie. You know that? I’ll give up hours of sleep, and yes, even a night of mind blowing sex, if it makes you happy. I love you, and there’s nothing else I need in this life, as long as I have you.”
“You should have said that in your vows.” Her lips widen with a smirk but I steal it away with a kiss.
Right there, in the front of the hospital amongst nurses and doctors arriving for a new day’s shift, I thoroughly kiss my wife. With my lips I once again seal all our promises. The vows we made only yesterday hold tight with the love and respect I have for her. They grow along with the wish to share hours like this, sometime in the future, in which I’m blessed to witness the birth of our own child.
A long whistle followed by, “Get a room!” finally pulls us apart. I have no idea how long we spent kissing, but judging from my shallow breaths and Evie’s swollen pink lips, it was more than a few minutes.
“Tate.” Evie’s gaze travels up my chest to meet my stare. Her eyes are full of love, desire, and hope as she reaches out to hold my hand.
“Yes, Evie?”
Her smile grows. “Take me home.”
“Always and forever.” I tuck her smaller frame into my side and we stroll to the car. The morning sun is bright and lights the future before us. Our journey together is only beginning to uncover the goodness in store, and my heart is full.
The End