Chapter Thirty-Eight
Lucy
A cool breeze blows up from the ocean, making the hammock Hunter and I are lying in sway. The sound of the ocean beneath us and Hunter’s deep soothing voice reading from one of my books is lulling me into a blissful peace. I wish we could stay like this forever. Hunter surprised me with a honeymoon in Bora Bora. I think he was using Bailey to get ideas of where to go. One day I caught her looking through my Pinterest boards, one of which was a board dedicated to Bora Bora. I’ve always wanted to stay in one of the beach huts out on the water, and Hunter made that dream come true.
We haven’t left our little bungalow in the past eight days. When we aren’t in bed, we are either in our private pool or out in the ocean. I have to say, sex out in the ocean is one of my new favorite things. Most of the time we are in the hammock reading to each other. It’s been absolute heaven. It’s a shame we have to leave soon.
“Should we actually venture out to the resort for dinner tonight?” Hunter asks. He knows the answer will be no. Hello, it’s been my response since night one. I think he asks just to hear me get all possessive over him. I’m sure the main resort is beautiful, but I don’t want to share my husband with the rest of the world yet.
I love saying “my husband.” At the wedding, I couldn’t stop saying it. I whispered it in Hunter’s ear between telling him the things I wanted to do to him once the reception was over. I say it to myself whenever I look at him. Hunter McCoy is my husband, women all over the world are collectively crying at the loss.
“I’m not ready to leave our little piece of heaven.” I smile up at him.
“Whatever my wife wants.” He returns my smile. As much as I love calling him my husband, I love it even more when he calls me his wife. I am his and I was always meant to be his. It’s been a winding road to get here, but every stop along the way shaped us into the people we are today. We had lessons to learn, experiences we needed to have before we could be together. I wouldn’t change a single moment, because it brought me to this place. A place of happiness and joy with Hunter.
“I’ll call room service while you call Bailey.” Hunter climbs out of the hammock then helps me to my feet. I enjoy the view of Hunter’s ass while he walks back inside. It’s a damn shame he has shorts on hiding that magnificent ass of his. I’ll be sinking my teeth in that ass later or maybe while we are waiting for room service.
I walk into the bedroom and grab my phone from the charger. The screen lights up and I take notice of the date. For some strange reason the number triggers a random thought in my head. I’ve been so distracted with finalizing Colton and I’s divorce, the holidays, and planning a wedding, I completely missed the fact that I haven’t had a period in almost two months.
“Dinner will be here in forty-five minutes.” Hunter’s arms snake around my waist. His lips on my neck. “That’s enough time to make my beautiful wife come at least four times.” His tongue glides up my neck.
“Hunter, that sounds wonderful, but I think we might need to actually leave our room.”
“And why is that?” he asks, pulling the string of my bikini open.
“We may need to see if they have a pharmacy near the resort.” Hunter’s hands freeze right above my breasts.
Hunter moves around to face me. “Baby, are you sick?” Worry takes over his face.
“I’m fine, but I think I might be pregnant.”
Hunter’s eyes widen, and an excited smile takes over his face. “Lucy, are you serious, do you really think you’re pregnant?”
“I haven’t had a period in almost two months, so the signs are pointing to yes.” My excitement matches his. If this is true, then that means I got pregnant on St. Patrick’s Day, during Ryder and Lucky’s anniversary party. Lucky would be so proud to know a baby was conceived at one of her parties. Bailey is going to freak out, she’s been wanting a baby brother forever. All three of us have been suffering from baby fever.
Hunter scoops me up in his arms. “We’re having a baby.” His face is beaming.
“We don’t know for sure, but yes we could be.” I’m trying not to get my hopes up too high, I’ve skipped periods before.
“I know you are. I can feel it in my bones.” Hunter carefully sits me down on the bed. “You stay here and relax while I will go see if I can find a test.” He kisses me then bends down to kiss my stomach. His stubble tickles my skin. “Don’t you go anywhere either baby,” he says to my stomach. He looks like a kid at Christmas.
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Hunter and I sit on the bathroom floor watching the timer on his phone. The seconds feel like they are taking an eternity to tick by. Hunter went a little test crazy, he came back with six different tests, saying he didn’t want any stone left unturned. He’s crazy and I love it. I would have done the same thing.
“Are you ready for all of this if these tests come up positive?” I ask. I don’t know why I’m asking, Hunter is an amazing uncle to his niece and nephews, and he’s already so good with Bailey. Maybe it’s more of a question for me. I was completely overwhelmed when I had Bailey. Most new parents are, but at least the new mom has a significant other to help out. Colton was gone for all of that. It was just me doing all the work and it didn’t help that I was also mourning the loss of my husband. It was a tough road, but I survived, and most importantly, Bailey survived and so far, she’s turned out great. I didn’t completely screw her up. That whole experience made me stronger, and now I do have Hunter and I know we will be a great team.
“I am more than ready for all of this. I’m going to be there for every doctor appointment, crazy food craving, I’ll hold your hair when the morning sickness kicks in. I will be there for those three a.m. feedings. I am a champion diaper changer.”
“You really are the perfect husband. It eases my mind to hear you say that. I raised Bailey on my own for most of her life.”
“I will always be here for you Bailey, and our future children. You are my world and I don’t want to miss a single moment of our lives together.” I climb into his lap and capture his lips in a deep kiss. Hunter is a real dream come true. When I was with Colton, I still felt alone. That time taught me how to take care of myself, it made me stronger, but it would have been better to have someone there to catch me when I was feeling the weight of the world on my shoulders. Hunter is that for me. He lets me be me, he’s there for me, and I am there for him. I finally have a real teammate in this world.
Just then the timer chimes on Hunter’s phone. Both Hunter and I hold our breaths as Hunter lifts us both off the ground. We gaze down at the counter filled with purple and white sticks. Six tests all reading positive. Hunter’s excited roar echoes through the small bathroom while tears of joy stream down my face. Hunter sets me down on my feet and drops to his knees and places soft kisses on my stomach. His attention comes back up to me and he says, “Thank you for making all my dreams come true.”
I run my hands through his mess of curls. “We made each other’s dreams come true.”