I made one innocent comment to Grant about feeling weird not having met his family yet after dating for nine months and here we are. Our plane just touched down in Cali.

The only family members I’ve met are his brother’s. I love them like they’re my own blood and that gives me hope for meeting the rest of the Donovan clan. His other siblings live in California, so I’ll be meeting the rest of the family this weekend. We still haven’t told anyone about the baby yet. We want to have our first doctor visit before we start broadcasting it to the world. If all goes well, after Monday we’ll be shouting it to the world.

Since we started dating, Grants made a couple business trips out there but I haven’t accompanied him yet. He’s close with his family and it makes me excited to start a family. As you know, my family is anything but close. Well, my mom. Me and my Mimi are extremely close.

He pulls his car up to a giant iron gate like you see in the movies. It’s intimidating as hell. Inscribed on the giant monstrosity is DONOVAN. We’re definitely in the right place.

Grant rests his hand on my thigh. “They’re gonna love you baby.”

“Your parents are Hollywood royalty. Eli and Victoria Donovan. I’m just a waitress from Massachusetts who sits around with her grandmother watching Wheel of Fortune.”

“And that’s why I love you. Get the waitress thing out of your head, you’re no longer a waitress.” He presses the call button and the gates open.

“I should introduce myself as a baby maker?”

Grant laughs. “You’re my PA baby. Own it.”

“Yeah, for a slave driver.” I mumble. Grant’s a complete control freak and is up my butt about every little thing I do for him. You send him on a business trip to China instead of Japan one time and he won’t let me live it down.

I’ve grown accustomed to his likes and dislikes, but he’s borderline a diva. The first time I had to schedule him a flight he didn’t specify with who. I booked him a seat on a commercial flight and he laughed for a solid hour. How was I supposed to know he owned that airplane we took to Vegas? Sure, it had his company logo, but I thought they were easily changeable. The China drama came a month later. It was on his private jet of course. I got that part right at least.

Last night I mentioned not having met his parents and here we are today. He had me cancel all his appointments and flew us out to California first thing this morning. It was all so fast I haven’t had a chance to wrap my head around it. I’m about to meet Hollywood’s golden couple. I used to watch their movies and fall in love with the idea of love because of them.

We pull up to a giant house. It almost looks like one of those southern mansions with the pillars standing proudly in the front.

“Holy crap.”

“They’re people just like you and me.”

“You feel that way because you’re one of them.”

He pulls my hand up and kisses my knuckles. “You’ll be one of us before you know it baby.”

Ah… gulp. “You can’t say that to me right before I meet your parents! They might think I’m a gold digger!”

“My dear sweet Aggie. You are the farthest thing in the world from a gold digger.”

“I could be after your millions.”

“And how many millions do I have?”

I’ve thought long and hard about this. Probably more than I should have and I give him the number I came up with. “Seven million.”

“He chuckles then kisses my nose. “You’re cute.”

“That’s a lot of money and your parents might interrogate me on my intentions.”

“You refused to let me buy you a coffee this morning at the airport and requested we go Dutch. They have bigger things to worry about other than you stealing my money.”

“It’s the only fair way!”

He chuckles and gets out of the car after shutting it off. I step out and wipe my clammy hands on my skirt. Get a grip Agnes! You’re a hoot and they will love you!

Grant walks right in the front door, no knocking. Which I guess makes sense seeing as he used to live here.

“Mom? Dad?”

We hear a faint “over here” and head in the direction of the voices. When we catch up to their laughter, we find them on the back deck. I don’t know how they even heard him calling out for them? This place is like a giant maze of rooms.

“Hey sweetie.” His mom gets up from her seat and makes her way to Grant for a hug.

I thought Victoria Donovan was going to be insanely intimidating when I met her. It’s far worse. She’s tall, I’d say close to six feet, with flawless skin, gorgeous brown hair the same color as Grant’s. If her sheer beauty wasn’t enough, she’s wearing a vibrant purple jumpsuit that screams money and a whole bunch of jewelry that if I had to guess, cost more than every worldly possession I own. Heck, everything I’ve owned in my entire life.

Grant pulls back from the embrace and faces his mother my way. “Mom, this is Agnes Fletcher. My future wife.”

And I cough on nothing. There’s nothing to choke on but it happens. As I’m trying to get it under control I hear his mother ask if I knew about the impending nuptials.

“Sorry. Had a tickle in my throat. It’s so nice to meet you Mrs. Donovan.” I reach out my hand, but she pulls me into a tight embrace.

“Please, call me Vicki. I’m far too young to go by Mrs. Donovan.”

“Vicki.” I confirm after she pulls out of the hug.

Grant’s back at my side and gives me an apologetic look for claiming a future marriage in front of his parents. “Dad, this is my girlfriend Aggie.”

I’m left speechless by this man that I’ve seen and pined for on TV. That sounds as creepy to you as it does in my head, right? But almost immediately, he’s not a celebrity crush anymore, he’s just my boyfriend’s father. Thank freaking god! But still a silver fox.

“Nice to meet you Aggie. So glad you two were finally able to get out here. And it’s lucky we weren’t on location!” He wraps an arm around my shoulders and gives me a squeeze.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you Mr. Donovan.”

“Eli.” He states.

“Eli.”

“Where are you guys off to next?” Grant questions.

“Bali. We’ll be there for three months filming.”

“Oh wow! That must be so exciting, I’ve never been out of the United States. Barely been out of Massachusetts until recently.” I shrug.

“You must come see us when we’re there. I’ll have my assistant give Grant the itinerary so you two can come down when we have a few days off.”

“Oh, I don’t know. That’s awfully expensive. Depends how much money I can save by then.”

“Told you.” Grant mumbles to his dad causing Eli to laugh. Then Grant looks over the balcony and laughs. “They weren’t lying! That asshole really lives in your backyard!”

“Not for long.” Eli growls.

“Be nice dear. Your daughter’s in love.”

“Not if I have anything to do with it.”

“You two must be exhausted after your flight. I figured you could get some rest before we take you out for dinner. We made reservations for nine tonight. Cally, Brent and Liam will be meeting us there plus some dates. I made up the guest room, Grant you know where it is.”

“Thanks mom. Can’t wait to see them all. Is Cally bringing the environmentalist?” Grant kisses her cheek then returns to me.

“What can I say, she’s like her mother. She falls hard when she’s in a relationship.”

Grant chuckles before grabbing my hand and pulling me expertly through the house. “Are you sure it’s okay we stay in the same room?”

“I’m 29, not 19. It may come as a shocker, but my parents know I’m not a virgin.”

“What? You’re not a virgin?” I gasp in surprise.

Grant shuts the door after we enter the bedroom. And I use the term bedroom loosely. It’s like an apartment minus the kitchen. This place is freaking huge!

“Holy crap.”

Grant walks up behind me and plasters himself to my back. His fingers start tracing lazy shapes on my stomach. “I’m ready Aggie, tonight’s the night.”

“Ready for what?”

“I love you and I want you to be my first.”

I burst out laughing. “I have too much baggage for a guy like you. Grant… I’m knocked up.” He growls as I shove my ass into his lap when I bend over trying to catch my breath. That sobers me up real fast. He’s hard!

Quickly, I jump away from him and do a ninja roll across the giant bed. It’s more like two rolls to make it all the way to the other side.

“You can run but you can’t hide baby.” Grant growls.

I throw my hand up like a crossing guard when he stalks my way. “No. Absolutely not Grant.”

“But…”

“No! There will be no getting jiggy with it while we’re here. I want your parents to like me.”

“One, this isn’t a Will Smith video. Two, they don’t care. They’re laid back, it’s the Hollywood atmosphere.”

“Not happening. I’m sorry, but the Big D has to remain locked away while we’re here.”

“We’ll see.” Then he strips out of all his clothes.

“That’s the complete opposite of what I just told you!” I block my eyes with my hand. How am I supposed to remain composed when his peens flopping around?

“I never agreed, so get ready baby. I’m gonna make you break your self-imposed celibacy before the nights over.”

Grant saunters towards me but turns at the last second into the bathroom. I can see him through the space that I left open between my fingers. He leaves the door open and I know this is part of his game.

The shower starts up and I close my eyes. He’s going there.

My feet start inching towards the open doorway. I manage to stop them when I’m a few feet from the bathroom. Then I hear it. Grant moans after I’m standing just outside the door for a few minutes. His moans are what dreams are made of. He knows the quickest way in my panties is to get me to watch him. Seeing him get off does things to me. I’m wet before I’ve even seen the show.

I peek my head around the corner. A frustrated sigh releases from my mouth when I realize I’ve waited too long and now everything’s steamed up.

Seeing the silhouette of Grants hard body is like eating one chocolate chip cookie. It’s never enough. I want to see his hand stroking his impressive length. To watch his head tip back with his mouth open as he gasps in pleasure.

I’m nearly weeping when I hear that damn gasp. Stand strong Aggie! It’s just a penis.

“I could use your help baby.” Grants voice is raw and breathy.

“I’ll just… I’ll just stay right here.”

The glass door opens and there he is. The Big D in all its magical glory. Yes, magical like a wand. There’s a whimper and I don’t realize it’s come from me until I’m in the shower still fully dressed.

Grant slams my back against the shower wall and attacks my mouth. His tongue strokes mine and it’s pure heaven.

“What am I doing? We can’t, your parents…”

“We can Aggie. Just be quiet.”

“You know that’s impossible. But…”

I drop to my knees and take his cock in my mouth. There’s a loud bang as Grant’s hands slam against the shower wall. So much for being quiet.

I’m sucking and bobbing up and down. It’s too much, I need to come. My hand leaves the task of massaging his balls and slinks under the hem of my skirt.

A moan vibrates through my mouth once my fingers brush over my swollen clit.

I’m pulled off the ground, pushed up against the shower wall and completely filled with Grant’s cock in a breath. He just shoved my panties to the side and slammed right in.

“Do you expect me to keep control when I see you playing with that pretty pussy baby?”

“Less talking, more thrusting!” Pregnancy’s made me insatiable. I don’t know who I was kidding trying to make a sex ban this weekend.

His hips piston in and out of me at a delicious pace. I try keeping my noises to a minimum but it’s a failed task when my orgasm steam plows through my body. I call out his name so loud I’m pretty sure the whole state of California can hear. I bend down and bite his shoulder to try to and keep whatever else is sure to come out locked tight.

“Fuck!” Grant roars before reaching his climax and emptying himself inside me.

Freaking Grant and his voodoo magic. He’s balls deep inside me and I’m fully dressed still! My panties are still on! I start giggling because my hairs plastered to my face. I must look like a drowned rat.

“Baby, stop. When you laugh the vibrations go straight to my dick.”

But I laugh harder. Can’t help it. I’m picturing my vagina singing to the Big D for a job well done.

Grant presses me up against the stall again and pushes his hips forward making him impossibly deep. It makes me gasp as he bends down and starts licking and kissing up my neck.

“How is this even possible?” I moan when I feel him go from half-mast to full salute.

“Anything’s possible when I’m with you Aggie. The Big D aims to please.”

“Mission accomplished. I’d be glad to take the phone survey and give you all fives.”

Then he shuts me up when he makes love to me all over again.

Told you, magic. When Grant’s cock points my way, it chants Alohomora! Then BAM, my legs fly open giving him access to come forth and conquer.

Maybe I should rethink this magic business.

He’s a total Viking.