Today hasn’t gone as expected, which means I couldn’t get away from the hotel until much later than I’d planned. My head might have been engaged, but my heart was certainly at my house.

I’m hungry and grouchy as hell to see Sirena. My temper had simmered over to my staff, which I finally realized when they’d started to avoid me at all costs as the day went on.

Climbing out of my car, I leave Sirena’s packages for now because the car parked in the driveway has my interest and I’m wondering whom it belongs to. I have no problem with Sirena inviting her family and friends over, which is something I should have made clear.

Dashing up the steps to the front door, I enter in time to hear, “What the hell, Sirena,” roared so loudly that I’m surprised the windows don’t shatter.

I quickly take in the scene of her parents standing close to her, especially her father as all color slides from her face.

My anger and need to protect her has me dropping everything at the door and quickly going to Sirena. Taking her in my arms, I wrap her up tight and try to catch my breath before I say something to her father that I can’t take back.

Her body trembles in my arms as she whispers, “I don’t feel too good.”

“Lie on the sofa.” I help her to spread out, and place her feet on a cushion before I sit beside her hip. I brush the hair from her face and reaching for her hand, keep it locked with mine.

Looking up at her father, I say, “If you want to be welcome in our home, I suggest you back off and give your daughter space.”

He doesn’t like my words, but the hand on his arm tugs him onto the sofa opposite. The elegant woman has tears hovering on her lashes that cause her husband to pause before he wraps an arm around her. He kisses her cheek and sighs, heavily.

“I’m not sure what was going on when I walked through the door, but you need to know that I won’t let anyone upset Sirena, no matter who you are to her, or to me. Sirena and her child come before anyone else’s feelings.”

Sirena squeezes my hand and turning to glance at her, I see color back in her cheeks. “I’m glad you’re home. I really missed you.”

And with those words, she’s completely taken the anger away.

Smiling, I bring her hand up to my lips and place a soft kiss to her knuckles. “I missed you too.” I grin. “My employees hate me right now after snapping at them for most of the day.”

She frowns.

“Every time I tried to leave to get back to you something else would prevent me from leaving. It pissed me off.” I shrug. “I’ll make it up to them tomorrow.”

She giggles. “They’re going to hate me.”

Shaking my head, I counter, “They’re going to love you, so don’t worry.” I place another kiss to her knuckles and turn back to her parents who I find have been watching us with interest.

“I’m Lily McKenzie and this is my husband, Michael. It was a surprise finding our very pregnant daughter at home here.”

“Surprise isn’t the word I’d use,” Michael hisses.

“Daddy, please don’t do this. Garrett is a wonderful man and the last thing I want or need is for you to scare him away.”

“No one will scare me away from you,” I reassure a struggling Sirena.

“I need to sit up. I can’t be down here while they’re arguing.”

“We’re not arguing, are we Michael?” Lily pointedly looks at her husband, silencing whatever was on the tip of his tongue.

Once Sirena is more comfortable, in my arms on the sofa, I hold her mother’s gaze. “Mrs. McKenzie, I’m Garrett Hudson,” I tip Sirena’s face up to mine, “and your daughter means the world to me and so does her child.” I kiss the tip of her nose and settle her close.

Her father doesn’t say much and glares at us for now while his wife has some silent communication with her daughter.

“Mom, Dad, although me living with Garrett is new, my attraction to him isn’t. We met over a month ago when we got stuck in the elevator together at the main office.” She places her hand over mine on her stomach. “I’m exactly where I want to be and with whom I want to be with. I can’t explain it, but I need to be with Garrett.”

“He’s nearly as old as your mother, Sirena,” Michael drawls causing a frown to appear on Lily’s brow.

“Your father is right, honey? Why don’t you come home with us and we’ll talk.”

Not happening.

My hands tighten around Sirena, and when she presses a kiss to my neck I know everything will be okay. “I’m not going anywhere unless Garrett is with me and I’m sorry if you don’t agree with that.”

Michael leans forward with his hands on his thighs, and asks, “Is this a case of you doing the opposite to what everyone wants?”

“Dad, seriously? I’m no longer a child, and for once in my life I’m making the right decision and one day you’ll see that.”

“We’re going to leave and you’ll call us when you want a ride,” he says, tugging his wife up by her arm.

Sirena sighs, but with my help gets to her feet to accept the hug from her mom.

“Please call me if you need me,” Lily whispers, pulling away.

Michael heads toward the door as though he isn’t going to touch his daughter and my anger returns as I watch Sirena trying to hold back her tears as she watches him. He opens the door and curses before he strides over to us, and tugging his daughter from my arms he wraps her up in a tight but gentle hug. “Even though I don’t accept your choice, you’re still my daughter and I’ll always love you.”

Holding her at arms length, he kisses her on the forehead and disappears from the house with his arm around his wife.

“My parents,” Sirena whispers before she crumbles into tears.

I pick her up in my arms and carry her upstairs to our bedroom. Placing her gently on top of the quilt, I climb on next to her.

Minutes go by before her tears turn into hiccups and then there’s silence. “Will you let me get you a washcloth for your face.”

“I feel a lot better now so I think I’m going to have a shower and then eat.”

“You haven’t eaten?”

“I want to eat with you,” she confesses.

“Oh, honey. You need to eat small meals regularly, don’t wait for me. I don’t want you to get sick. You can always sit with me when I’m home and keep me company.”

“I guess today I had a belly full of nerves though as well because I knew my parents were coming to visit.”

“I wish I’d known.”

“I wasn’t bothering you when I knew you must be busy.” She sits up and leaning over tries to kiss me, but doesn’t make it with her belly.

Smiling, I sit with her and keeping her head in place with my hands, I kiss her soft lips. “If you want my support or need my support in anything, you tell me, Sirena, and I’ll be here for you. I want to be here for you through everything, okay? You’re not alone now.”

Kneeling on the bed, she wraps her arms around my neck and ends up climbing on to my lap. “I keep asking myself how I got so lucky.”

“I’m the lucky one, honey.” I kiss her quickly on the lips. “And right now, I can’t decide whether to make you some food or help you shower.”

She grins. “Well, the food is already made and is waiting to be heated in the microwave, so I think you should join me in the shower.” The light in her eyes dims slightly. “And I’m not going to worry about my parents for now because it is what it is and I know they’ll come around. I hope you don’t mind being stuck with me.”

“The only thing that would break me, Sirena, is if you left me,” I admit, letting her see through to my soul. “I know it really is early days yet, but I’m already there with you.” To lighten my words, I tap her on the bottom. “Now all we need is for you to stop being so slow and catch up.”

“Slow, huh?” She wiggles free and tossing her top over her head, followed by her bra, she adds, “There was nothing slow about how quickly I brought you to orgasm this morning.” Losing her leggings, she continues, “Or last night.” Smirking she disappears into the bathroom and the next thing I hear in the shower.

I sit for a minute, trying to catch my breath. It had taken a lot to stay calm downstairs when I’d thought that I could lose her and I still feel shaky.

This is our fourth night together if we count the night she’d spent in the hospital, so it’s no wonder her parents think she’s lost her mind in wanting to stay with someone who is so much older than she is. Letting the age difference bother me isn’t an option anymore and it hasn’t really been one since the hospital. I guess every now and again it might come up especially as we get older. I love her though, so as I’m a selfish bastard, letting her go is no longer an option.

“Hey,” she stands at the bathroom door in all her naked glory, making my heart pound, “I need help reaching my toes.” She smirks and disappears into the steamy room.

I sure as hell don’t need telling twice so with quick work, I remove my clothing, dropping it into the clothes hamper as I step into the bathroom.

The sight of Sirena as the water rains downs on her takes my breath away, but the smile she gives me when I step into the shower with her, very nearly unmans me.

Grasping her outstretched hand, I let her move me closer and a sigh bursts from between my lips when her wet and soapy body slides against mine, her tight nipples, sharp against my chest. “Are you really okay, honey?”

Her hand rests on my hips causing my erection to jerk against the side of her belly. “I’m okay, Garrett. I really am.” She smiles as her fingers wrap around me. “You’re always so ready for me,” she mumbles kissing my chest, licking my nipples, which sends shards of lust straight to my cock. Chuckling, she strokes with hands full of soap and my breathing becomes heavy. “I want you to come all over me.”

“That will be happening soon,” I agree with a grunt as precum trickles in a steady stream from the sensitive head. “I want you with me though.” I slide a hand over her chest, pinching each of her nipples before I finally slide my fingers over her mound and between the swollen lips of her pussy. Her breathing becomes as heavy as mine when I breach the opening to heaven.

“I’m not sure I have the strength to stay standing.” Sirena wraps an arm around my waist as I hold her up with mine. My fingers work on her while my own legs quiver as my pending release gathers in my balls. Then seconds later her orgasm ripples through her and the feel of her wet heat as she convulses around my fingers, and the feel of her touch, sends me over the top and I jerk in her hand. Semen spills out uncontrollably, and with a swipe over the head with her thumb, I jerk one last time, panting for breath.

She giggles and pants. “I love watching you come.”

I groan, knocking her hand away. “Too much . . . I love pleasuring you.” I kiss her sweet lips. “Let’s get clean and then I’ll tuck you into bed and go and eat something before joining you.”

“I’ll come downstairs with you.” Her soft smile as she reaches for the washcloth and the container of shower gel is beautiful.

My answering smile is from the heart. “Let me wash your hair first and once we’re downstairs, I’ll bring in your shopping.”

She gasps. “With my parents turning up, I’d forgotten all about the baby clothes and things.” Her smile dims. “You were so late home because I had you collecting the packages.”

“No, honey.” I cup her worried face. “I knew I wouldn’t make it out before the store closed so I may have asked your sister to call and get them for me.”

“You did?”

“She was only too happy to collect them. I also might have sent her a few images of things that I thought you might like from the same store. So those are in the car also.”

Tears hover on her lashes that she angrily swipes away. “I hate how much I’m crying around you, but . . . but, you’re just so good to me that I don’t know how I ever managed before I met you.”

“That’s always been the plan.” I smirk and tapping her naked bottom, I grab the bottle of shampoo and start to work it through her hair, feeling happier than I ever remember.