Jake

Blair arches her back, and in return she is opening herself up even more to me. There is nothing sexier than when she falls over that peak, letting go of her control and giving in to the pleasure she feels. The way she pushes her ass back against me, taking me inside of her deeper and harder. Her body shifts against mine, dragging out her release and in turn making it next to impossible to hold onto my own.

She quivers, her upper body growing weak just before she squeezes me, tightening around me and making it difficult to hold back. The way her upper body falls to the mattress beneath her, making her ass stick up even higher in the air as I thrust forward drives me mad.

Then when I hear her whisper my name. It sounds like a desperate plea and I lose all sense of control. Gripping her hips firmly I slam inside her and feel my body begin to shake from my own release. Soft moans, mixed with the whispers of yes and more.

Reality hits me the second I feel the wetness pooling between my thighs and hers. I look down where we are still connected to see absolutely nothing separating us. In our rush to feel one another, we’d foregone protection. Call me crazy, but the idea of having another child with Blair sends a rush of excitement through me.

I am about to bring attention to our slip up, of course with a smile on my face, when Isabelle hollers out from the next room. The sound of her blabbering breaks through my sex-filled haze and without warning Blair rolls away from me. Of course I look down at her and fake a pout, only to make her laugh.

“I’ll get her.” I lay over her, kiss the top of her nose quickly, and crawl from the bed. Looking back over my shoulder I find her staring at my ass as she bites her lip.

“Put some pants on.” She attempts to hide the fact that she obviously enjoys the view.

There is this lightness about us now, the simplicity of our life surrounding us. I don’t need money or the big city with the fast life. I know all I need to be happy is our little home, filled with the laughter of both my fiancée and our daughter.

After slipping on my shorts that are on the floor next to the bed, I hurry to Izzy’s room and lift her up, covering her chubby little cheeks with kisses. The giggles that spill from her make me chuckle in return. She captures my heart over and over again.

“Dadada.” It may have just been a ramble, because Iz tends to do that often, but I stop mid-step and stare at my daughter. “Daadadada.” As if she knows I need to hear it again she continues on happily as she bounces in my arms.

“Did she just…” I look toward the open bedroom door to find Blair standing there wearing only a T-shirt of mine.

“She said ‘dada,’” I finish for her, and see her eyes fill with tears. My own eyes cloud as I try to fight off the emotions that hit me. Hearing my little girl sing “dada” over and over in a happy little slobber-filled chant has got to be the best fucking moment of my life.

I’ve come to realize that there have been only a few times in my life when I’ve felt so overtaken with love and gratitude that it nearly crippled me. Those were times when I didn’t care who saw me as a mess of a man. This was one of those times. A hot tear rolls over my cheek, and I look up to meet Blair’s gaze once more.

“I know I’ve said it before but I’ll say it again.” Blair watches me closely as I speak. “Thank you for her. And thank you for letting me back into your life.” She moves across the room and wraps her arms around me and around Isabelle too. “Thank you for loving me.”

“Thank you for being the man who is worth it.” I kiss the top of her head and give them both a gentle squeeze. I was holding my everything in my arms. These two girls have me so completely there isn’t a damn thing I won’t give them. “But just so you know, there was no way that either of us would be able to withstand falling in love with you, Jake.”

Closing my eyes tightly, I attempt to fight off the emotions that run through me.

Looking back to the time in my life not much more than a year ago, I never would have thought I would be here. I never thought I’d be given the chance for a family of my own, one that was safe from my father and the hell he brought with him. Yet here I am, living a life I once had only dreamed of.

Izzy toys with her mommy’s hair while Blair lays her head upon my chest. My arms securely hold them both to me, and I’ll admit I never want this moment to pass. I’ve never loved anyone more than my girls. They are the greatest part of my life, the best part of my days and when I am away from them, I feel that ache—the emptiness inside that longs for them to be back in my arms again.

“Nothing has ever felt this perfect,” I whisper, gently rocking them both. “And I know nothing ever will. I have everything I’ve ever wanted right here in my arms.”

“Do you think I’m crazy?”

I look across the table at the man who has become my best friend and I can’t wipe the smile from my face.

“Do you think I’ll freak her out?” Farris holds a red velvet box in his hand, squeezing it tightly as he stares back at me for guidance. I never thought I’d see the day this man looked to me for answers.

“I just want everything to be right, ya know.” He takes in a deep breath and looks back at the item he holds. “Sadie’s been through hell, and I’m not crazy enough to believe that she didn’t bring a lot of those things on herself. But what I do know is that I love her. She’s my priority, Jake, hell I left an amazing fucking job without a second thought and moved to this place I’d never heard of before, just to be close to her. So please tell me that I’m not crazy for wanting to give her everything I can. Tell me asking her to marry me isn’t insane?”

“You’re insane, all right.” His head hangs in defeat. “But not because you want to marry Sadie.” Farris lifts his head and I find relief covering his features. “You’re right, she does deserve to be happy. I know she loves you too, so if asking her feels right, then you should do it.”

“It feels more than right.”

“The place you got that ring from,” I look to his hand, “you think you can take me there?”

“The jewelry store?” I nod and there is a silent pause. “Are you telling me that you are gonna ask Blair—” He doesn’t finish; I don’t allow him to.

“Already did.”

“Without a ring?” His eyebrow arches up and I toss the wadded up napkin I hold at him.

“She asked me to move in, and I told her I would only on one condition.” I let my mind wander back to last night. “I want my family, I want it all, and the moment felt right. I didn’t need a ring at that point. All I needed was for Blair to say yes.”

When Farris grins at me, a wide-ass knowing grin, I got that he understood completely. Blair owned my soul, not just my heart, from the first time I kissed her. Now the only thing that has changed is that she shares that space with my daughter.

“Come on, brother.” Farris stands up and pushes his chair back from the table. “We’ve got a ring to pick out.”