“I’m so sorry, Greg. I was trying to kick Josh. I guess my aim was off a bit.”
I looked over at Elizabeth, and she seemed confused.
“Joshua Hayes. Why do you have to wait until after September seventh? I’m at a total loss right now.”
Josh turned to me and smiled. I peeked up at his parents, so I could see their faces when they heard the big news.
“Well, the reason we have to wait until after September seventh is because…that’s when the baby is due.”
It took a few seconds for it to sink in for Greg, but Elizabeth immediately screamed out and then threw her hand up to her mouth.
“I knew it!” Elizabeth called out.
“What?” Josh and I both said at the same time.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“Oh, Heather…that first day you started throwing up, I knew. The moment I laid eyes on you, I knew. Your skin was glowing, and you just had a look about you.”
I sat there, staring at her. How do these women know this shit? Is it like some gift God gives you after you have a child of your own?
Josh started laughing. “Mom, you knew Heather was pregnant? For how long?”
Elizabeth smiled and shook her head. She reached across the table and put her hand on mine. With the way she was looking at me, I couldn’t help but smile back at her.
“The day Heather decided to move in with us. I didn’t know for sure, but I had a feeling.” She winked at me.
“I’m so happy for both of you!” Greg said. He called the waitress over and asked for our check.
“Greg, we haven’t even ordered our food yet!” Elizabeth said.
“Shit, my son just told me I’m going to be a grandfather. I want steak and wine, damn it!”
By the time we made it back to Josh’s parents’ house, Greg and Josh were toasted. Elizabeth and I made our way into the kitchen as the guys went into the game room to shoot pool.
Elizabeth leaned up against the counter and smiled at me. She had been doing that all night, and it was starting to freak me the hell out.
“Let’s talk wedding. How soon?”
“Soon…as in, like, the next month.”
When Elizabeth began jumping up and down, I had to start laughing. I felt my phone vibrate in my back pocket, so I reached for it and saw a text from Amanda.
Amanda: I know it’s late, but can I call you?
I sent her a text back, telling her to call me. I told Elizabeth about what was going on with Amanda and Brad and that everyone was worried about them both, especially since Amanda had gone to Brad earlier today and no one had heard from her.
My phone started ringing, and Elizabeth went to check on our drunk boys. I laughed before I answered the phone while stepping outside.
“Amanda? Are you okay? We’ve been worried!”
Amanda laughed. “Oh Jesus H. Christ, Heather! I’ve never been better!”
What? “Did you go and see Brad?”
“Yes, and I ran into his parents there.”
“Oh shit, Amanda! That couldn’t have turned out well.”
She laughed. “Actually, it was probably the best thing to happen. Brad pretty much told them to shove it, and we, um…we worked everything out. I mean, it’s going to be a rough road ahead and all, but I think we’re going to be okay!”
I could hear the happiness in her voice, and my heart swelled with love for them.
“Oh, Amanda! This makes me so happy. And the baby…he’s happy about the baby?”
She let out a sigh, and I could almost feel her smiling through the phone.
“Yes! I spent the whole day with him!” She started laughing. “I don’t think I was supposed to, but I did. I went to his sessions with him, we ate lunch and dinner together, and…well, let’s just say they all pretended not to notice when I went back to his room with him!”
“Amanda! You didn’t! Oh please, tell me y’all didn’t!” I started to giggle.
“Fuck yes, we did! Do you know how fucking horny I’ve been all day? I haven’t felt his touch in months. Oh, Heather, it was amazing. I don’t know if it was because of the amount of time we’ve been apart, the fact that I’m pregnant, or if it was the thrill of being sneaky.”
When Josh came outside, I sucked in a breath of air at the sight of him. He was giving me that big ole panty-melting smile of his as he stumbled over to me. I was guessing he’d had more to drink while shooting pool. I smiled as he attempted to sit down next to me. When he fell out of the chair, I let out a laugh.
He yelled, “Oh shit!”
“What the hell was that?” Amanda asked.
“Josh is drunk.”
“Have you told him?”
“Oh. My. God. Amanda, I have so much to tell you, but yes! Yes, I did tell him.”
“And?”
“Well, let’s just say I’m now engaged and planning my wedding with Elizabeth. We told them tonight about the baby, and…oh yeah! Josh has his memory back!”
He got up and started to move on top of me. I tried to push him away, but he just smiled at me.
“I want to make love to you…but shhh, be quiet…my parents can’t hear!”
Amanda started laughing. “Sounds like you have some sneaking of your own to do. I’ll let you go! I’m heading out to your place in the morning to pack up my stuff. I have so much to tell you, and it sounds like you have so much to tell me! I’m so, so happy for you, sweets! I knew that boy would remember your ass soon enough!”
I laughed. “I love you, Amanda! See you tomorrow.” I hit End and leaned back in the chair. It wasn’t lost on me that we were in the same lounge chair we had made love in.
Josh got on top of me and attempted to sit up.
“You’re drunk,” I said with a smile.
“Baby, I’m happy!”
I laughed as I glanced toward the kitchen window. I saw Elizabeth blowing me a kiss before she mouthed, Good night. I waved, and Josh tried to turn to see what I was waving at. When he started to lose his balance, I grabbed him by the shirt. He smiled as he leaned down. As he started to kiss me, I wanted nothing more than to make love with him at this very moment.
“Josh…we can’t do this here, not with your parents being home.”
He pulled back with a pout. “Let’s go to my place then,” he said.
“How about I help you up to your room, so you can sleep off your…happiness?”
By the time I got him upstairs and into his room, he had attempted to take off my shirt twice. He’d succeeded in unbuttoning my pants and somehow unhooking my bra.
After he fell onto the bed, he looked up at me with those beautiful green eyes of his. When he smiled at me, my stomach started doing crazy things. I reached behind me and closed his bedroom door.
“Ah hell…that’s what I’m talkin’ ’bout!”
I smiled as I pulled my shirt over my head and took off my bra. I stood there as his eyes moved up and down my body. I unzipped my pants and slowly started to slide them down.
“Son of a bitch. You’re so fucking beautiful.” Josh sat up, supporting himself on his elbows.
The lust in his eyes drove me insane. I could feel how wet I was, proving how much I wanted him. Am I really going to do this with his parents at home?
Then, he laid back and motioned for me to get on top of him. He gave me that crooked-ass smile of his with that damn dimple.
Oh god…that dimple gets me every time. Yep, I’m going to make love to the father of my unborn child. I made my way to his bed. I started to unbutton and unzip his pants. He lifted his hips, so I could pull them off. I smiled when I saw that he had gone commando. I was turned on even more, knowing he hadn’t been wearing underwear the whole evening.
I snapped my eyes back up to him. “How drunk are you?”
He lifted his head and laughed. “Why? How drunk do you need me to be?”
“Are you going to remember this in the morning?”
His smile faded. “Of course I am, princess. I’m not that drunk!”
I looked down. Okay, I can do this. Leaning over, I kissed his stomach, and he let out a small moan. At least he knows enough to be quiet! I took him in my hand and started moving it up and down over him. He was so hard, and I knew he wanted me just as much as I wanted him.
I slowly inched down, and then I licked the tip of his dick.
“Jesus, Heather! If you do that, baby, I’m going to come. Honestly, baby, I want to remember this!”
I let out a small laugh before I took him into my mouth. I started to move my head up and down. When it hit me, I gagged just a little. Okay…it’s okay! I can do this. One more time. I tried again, and this time, I started to go faster.
Josh moaned, grabbed my hair, and pushed me farther down.
Nope! This shit ain’t happening! I pulled away and started gagging so bad that I knew I was going to throw up.
Josh started laughing.
That bastard!
“You think that’s funny, Joshua Hayes?” I said in between my gagging fit.
“No, ma’am!” he said as he continued to laugh.
I jumped up, ran into his bathroom, and hit the floor in front of the toilet. It was nothing but dry heaves.
Okay, so maybe giving my first blow job while pregnant wasn’t the best idea I’d ever had. I sat back and leaned against the wall. Thank goodness, I didn’t throw up.
After a few minutes, I finally felt better enough to stand up and go back into his room. When I walked out of his bathroom, he was sound asleep. I started to laugh as I made my way over to his bed and crawled in next to him.
He wrapped me up in his arms. “I love you, princess. I love you so much.”
“I love you, too, Josh. More than you’ll ever know.”
I drifted off to sleep and into a wonderful dream of Josh and me with a little girl in blonde curls, wearing a yellow sundress, running up ahead of us.
Chapter Thirty-One
I walked back and forth in the barn, trying to settle my heart rate down. Gunner came up behind me and slapped me on the back.
“Dude, don’t worry. It’s the most magical moment of your life!”
“Shit, Gunner…what if they find something wrong? Ah hell. Maybe we shouldn’t do this before the wedding. We should wait.”
Gunner just stared at me, and then he busted out laughing. “Damn. I thought I was a nervous wreck. Dude, calm down. It’s going to be all good. You’re gonna see your baby today, and then we’re all heading to the coast for your wedding tomorrow. It’s going to be perfect.”
I knew Gunner was right. It’s all going to be okay. I’m just nervous about the wedding. The baby is fine. Heather is fine. Everything is going to be fine.
I looked up and saw Jeff walking into the barn. Gunner and I must have read Jeff’s T-shirt at the same time because we both started laughing.
“Where in the hell did you get that shirt?” Gunner laughed, pointing at him.
Jeff slapped his hand away and looked down at his shirt.
“I know your wife doesn’t know you have that shirt on,” Gunner said with a smile.
“Y’all like it?” Jeff said with a grin. “Shit! Ari wears what she wants to wear, so I wear what I want to wear.”