This morning I’m so happy that I could burst. Not only am I feeling tons better but I have the sudden urge to go baby shopping. I don’t have one thing for my baby, unless you count the baby booties that my brother, Michael bought me when I’d told him he was going to be an uncle. He’d wanted to be the first person to buy something for his niece or nephew. My only dilemma is where do I have my purchases delivered to.

“You have a beautiful smile,” Garrett comments, coming into the room he wraps me up in his warm embrace, and with that, I know exactly where everything will be delivered to.

“I want to do some baby shopping.” I lift my head from his chest and watch the frown appear across his brows.

“The doctor said bed rest.” His face loses colour. “We need to see your doctor, or at least talk to him.”

“What? Why?”

“We had sex last night. Is that allowed?”

“Oh.” I reach up and tug his face down to mine were I kiss his soft lips. “Don’t worry. The only reason the doctor put me on bed rest was as a precaution. Sex is fine.” I smirk. “Besides, having you naked and loving me is the best medicine of all.” I grin and pat him on the chest as I move to sit at the kitchen table where I’ve already made breakfast.

“I don’t want anything to happen to you or the baby, Sirena.” Garrett joins me at the table and takes my hand. “Please promise me that you won’t do too much and that you’ll still rest.”

“I promise.” I squeeze his hand and reluctantly pull it away so we eat our breakfast.

Garrett is a handsome man who makes me swoon. His chiselled face with scruff makes my heart pound especially when his green eyes are focused on me. His muscular body in navy blue slacks and pale blue button down does things to my body that should be illegal. The grey that runs through his dark head of hair makes him look distinguished. When he smiles at me, like he’s doing now, I believe anything is possible.

“Sirena,” he growls, “you’re looking at me as though you want—” He coughs and shakes his head. “Never mind. If I voice it aloud I’ll never leave for work.”

“You have five minutes to spare, I’m sure.” I push away from the table and crook my finger. “I want you right, here.” I point to the floor between my spread thighs.

He groans and I don’t miss the blush coating his cheekbones. “I want more than five minutes with you.”

“That can wait until later, but for now, I want to send you off to work with a smile on your face.”

He laughs and admits, “That’s going to happen regardless.”

“You’re wasting time.” I raise a brow.

Seconds tick by and then he very slowly rises and I notice something else has started to rise, which is what I was hoping for.

Leaning forward, I slip my finger around his belt and tug him closer. He stumbles but catches himself on the breakfast bar and when I nuzzle against his erection, he jerks and goes solid behind his zipper.

His hand trembles as he reaches for my shoulders and I’m not sure if it’s to push me away or to keep me close. Either way, I go with the latter and quickly unfasten him. His cock bursts free from the confines of the material, the flesh is so aroused that precum slowly trickles from the slit.

“Sirena, you don’t have to do this,” he says, his hands flexing firmly on my shoulders.

“I know I don’t have to do this, but I really want to. So very much. I want to know what you taste like. I want to know what you look like as I suck your release out of you.”

His thighs quiver, but when I lick around the bulging crown his hands drop from my shoulders, and he stumbles, latching on to the chair and table to keep himself upright. “I’m not going to last. You know that, right?” he groans.

“Mmm,” I mumble around the head, as I slowly take his length inside of my mouth. All words cease to exist when I take him deeper, my hands find and massage his balls with my gentle fingers.

My head bobs on him and his cock gets impossibly harder and at the same time that I meet his gaze, I press against his balls and swallow around the head of his cock, he growls and releases down my throat. “Oh . . . Sirena,” he grunts, coming hard and long, pulling his dick free he continues to spill and when it appears he’s finished, I bring it back to my lips and lick him clean. “Oh boy,” he groans, causing me to chuckle.

“Oh boy?” I laugh.

He tucks himself back into his briefs and drops back into the chair while his eyes rest on me. I grin in return, just like the cat who got the cream.

“That was, um, unexpected.” He drags a hand down his face. “Thank you seems so inadequate after the best blow job in the history of mankind.”

“Is that so.” I give him a smug smile. “I certainly enjoyed feeling you pulsing against my tongue.” His eyes narrow so I continue, “And when you spilled down my throat, mmm.” I lick my lips, his eyes following. “So damn good.”

He snaps his eyes closed and growls.

I laugh at his obvious arousal, and moving from where I’m seated, I drop onto his lap with a grunt from Garrett. I elbow him in the stomach. “I’m not that heavy.”

His arms come around me and he nuzzles into my neck. “There’s no weight to you. The grunt was because you landed on my dick, which is so ready to play again, except I really need to leave.” He kisses my cheek. “Doesn’t mean that I want to go though.”

Being with Garrett makes me so happy and the handsome man has already admitted to me that he wants me to live here with him, and I’m guessing he means forever. While I’m wrapped up in this bubble with him I want everything, but I know that I’m going to have to call my mom soon and my parents are going to want to know where I am and why I’m not going home to them. My mom will be disappointed because she was excited to have me going there after my baby is born, but that was when Harry was around. Now that he’s out of the picture, the only place I want to be is with Garrett, and I know I’m going to have my work cut out convincing my parents that he’s my guy.

“You’re overthinking something, even though I don’t mind seeing that smile on your lips.”

“Can I ask you something and will you be honest with me?” I chew my bottom lip, which Garrett pulls free with his finger.

“Ask me anything.”

“I want to go online and order baby things, but I’m, um, unsure as to where I should get them delivered.”

“That all depends on where you want to be after the baby is born.” He tangles his fingers in my hair. “You know that I want you here, but I don’t want you to feel pressured into staying.”

“This is so new to me. Harry never gave me the time of day really, unless he wanted something in exchange.” I offer him a wry smile. “The thing is, I never bothered. I was relieved when he wasn’t around, but with you, I count the minutes until you’re home.” I don’t think I’ve ever been so truthful with anyone about my relationship with Harry like I have been with Garrett.

“You’re not the only one counting the minutes, and as soon as your doctor gives you the okay, I’m taking you with me to see the new hotel.” He smiles. “I want you to be the first person I show around myself who isn’t the building inspector, my assistant, or anyone else who is involved with getting it perfect.”

“I’d really like that.” I give him a quick kiss to the lips before climbing to my feet. “Don’t you have a meeting to get to?”

Groaning, he stands, fastens his slacks and gives me a sexy crooked smirk. “This has to be the best morning I’ve had in forever.” He leans closer and when his lips capture mine, I move closer and wrap my arms around his neck, his hands resting on my hips. “If you’re planning on purchasing any clothing from a store in the city, then let me know and I can pick it up for you. So at least you’ll get your hands on something today,” Garrett offers and then starts laughing. “You like that idea, huh?”

“I sure do.” With one last kiss, I pat his tie down. “You better go before you’re late.”

He grins and smacks me on the bottom. “I’m already late, but who’s counting,” he whispers moving past me. “Call me about anything, okay?” He grabs his jacket and briefcase and then minutes later I hear his car disappearing down the drive. Minutes later I’m startled by an insistent ringing on my cell.

As I reach for it, tears come to my eyes when I see ‘mom’ on the screen. I briefly hold it against my chest and composing myself, answer, “Mom, hi.”

“Sirena, where are you? Michael and Charlotte say they don’t know, although I suspect they do. So what is going on?” Even though my mom sounds annoyed, she’s worried as well.

“It’s a long story and I was wondering if I messaged you my address, would you come out here so we can talk? Maybe later today?” I suggest, biting my lip while my hand strokes my baby bump.

“I don’t like you keeping things from me, honey. You’ve had a lot to deal with recently and your father and I are concerned. Not knowing where you are isn’t helping.”

I wipe at a tear and then another falls and then I’m unable to keep the tears from my voice. “I’m okay. I’m sorry for worrying you guys.”

“Oh, I didn’t mean to upset you. Let me come to you now.”

“Mom, I’m really okay. I guess it’s the pregnancy hormones making me emotional. It’s just good to hear your voice and I do have a lot to tell you, but I really am fine and so is your granddaughter.”

“What?” She pauses. “You asked? I thought you wanted a surprise.”

“I do, but I’ve been told very recently that I’m carry a girl.” I smile, remembering Garrett’s words from the night before.

“I’m getting impatient to hear what you have to say now,” Mom admits. “Text me the address Sirena, and we’ll be there later this evening, okay? I’m not letting another day go by before I’ve seen you for myself. Your father’s even worse than me.”

“I will and I love you both. See you soon.” I end the call before she can get it all out of me over the phone. Mom is real good at that. She gets you relaxed and then before the end of the call you’ve told her everything that you didn’t want her to know.

Sighing, I make myself another cup of decaffeinated coffee before locking the front door after yesterday’s unexpected visitors. Then I head upstairs to find my laptop. I have some shopping to do and I’ll be comfier on the bed. Maybe I’ll have a nap after the shopping.