EPILOGUE

DREAM

 

The past eight months had been both amazing and difficult. Not only had Chance and I had a small wedding, complete with all of our family and friends, but we’d gone through a rigorous adoption process that looked into not only Chance’s background but mine as well.

Turns out, my parents spoke up on my behalf, and even though we still had a rocky relationship, they’d finally started to do right by me.

Aside from that, we’d attended Austin and Lola’s wedding, and I’d grown nice and round, just like Chance had wanted.

In my final weeks of pregnancy, I was finding it hard to sleep, and I felt like a beached whale rolling over beside him.

I couldn’t lay on my back and still breathe, so I faced him, curling myself close. “Mm. How’d you sleep?” he asked, brushing my hair from my face.

“Not as good as you did.” I had woken up three times in the night only to toss and turn while he snored beside me.

“Sorry, not sorry.” He kissed my shoulder softly and placed his head on my belly.

“How’s my baby, this morning.”

“Still in there.” I lifted my leg across him and felt his morning erection hard atop his stomach.

“Sorry. Your baby bump turns me on.”

“Is it the bump or the twins?” I cupped my swollen breasts, and he smiled.

“Those, too, but don’t worry. I’ll try to behave if you’re not up to it.”

“I’m up to it.”

He turned and kissed me so quickly that I almost felt guilty for being too tired to fuck him the past few mornings and the last sexual contact we’d had was a hand job where I let him come on my tits.

“Let me know if anything gets too uncomfortable, okay.” He placed kisses all down my neck and then went up my shirt to my breasts where he buried his face and then sucked my sore nipples.

“You’re going to have to start sharing those,” I teased.

“As long as he saves some for me.”

“He or she,” I corrected. Turns out we’d opted to leave the sex of our baby a surprise, but he and Star both had already determined the baby was a boy.

“Can we not talk about the baby when I’m trying to get you naked?”

“Sorry.” He’d gotten really strange about things since the baby had started kicking.

He went down beneath the covers and slipped my panties down, trailing his fingers and tongue against my swollen clit.

I nearly came up off the pillows as he tasted me. The spot was so sensitive that it only took me seconds to orgasm.

“Fuck, you’re wet.” His fingers slipped inside me, stroking my walls as he nibbled at my tender bud. I panted and moaned, wanting him inside me.

His fingers slipped out and then trailed down to my bottom where he teased my back entrance with a bit of pressure. I moaned writhed beneath him. “Fuck me.” I wrapped my legs around him, and he took my desperate pleas seriously and rose up to center his cock at my aching pussy.

He sliced through with a bit of pain and pleasure all rolled together to create the perfect ecstasy, and another orgasm ripped a cry from my throat as I bit his shoulder.

“Sh, baby. You’ll wake her.” I tried to control myself as he fucked me, his pace quickening feverishly.

“It feels so good. I need it, baby.”

“I know, and I’m going to give it to you. Are you ready?” He thrust harder, slapping against my hips so hard, that he cradled my belly to keep it from shaking.

“Yes, please.” I could barely speak around my gasping breath, and he pushed himself deep, bringing his mouth against my nipple and sucking so hard, that by the time his cock shot his thick, hot seed inside of me, we were both spilling into one another.

He collapsed next to me and wiped his mouth. “Fuck. That was intense.” He kissed me sweetly, and no sooner than we’d snuggled down next to one another, Star burst through the door.

“I thought you locked that.”

His eyes were wide, and I could tell he’d meant to. “Star, I’ve told you about knocking.”

“Today’s the big day, though, so I made you breakfast.”

My stomach rolled thinking of the last time she had. In fairness, it had been morning sickness all along.

“That’s sweet of you, baby. We’ll be out to celebrate with you in a minute. Will you go ahead and pour me some orange juice and leave it on the table?” He was trying to get her out of there so he could get dressed, and I hoped she didn’t think anything of our underwear laying on the floor.

“Sure, Daddio.” She hopped down off the bed, and I laughed as he shook his head.

“Do you think she’ll ever stop calling me daddio?”

She’d been trying on different names, and so far, she’d settled on calling me mama mia and him daddio. I figured it was a start, but he was less enthused.

“It’s cute, and she’ll grow out of it eventually.”

“As long as she doesn’t teach the baby to say it.” He moved to the edge of his bed, and we got dressed and met her down in the kitchen.

She’d made regular eggs this time; no fancy food colors, and then she’d cut up pieces of bologna and cooked them in the microwave until they were hard chips.

“This looks delicious, Star. Thank you.” I wasn’t about to tell her that it looked a bit frightening and I was hoping to avoid the bologna chips.

“You’re welcome, Mama Mia. I made toast again, too, but just regular toast.” I looked at the stack of buttered toast and counted the slices. She’d done at least half the loaf.

“That’s a lot of toast.” Chance took three pieces and stacked them on his plate.

“We need to hurry and get down to the courthouse so we can meet with the lawyer, so you ladies should go ahead and get ready when we’re done.” He popped a bologna piece in his mouth and crunched, making a face.

“Is it bad, Daddio?”

He took a sip of his drink. “No way. I’ve eaten much worse in the navy. I think you’re on to a new invention. Bologna chips might just be the next rage.”

Star’s face lit with a proud smile and then she hurried to finish, telling us how excited she was and that she and Jackie had matching outfits for the occasion, thanks to Cynthia.

As Chance and I stood at the bathroom mirror, him trimming up his beard and me putting the finishing touches on my hair, I noticed the time. “We’re going to be too early if we go down there now.”

“Nah, it will be fine. I’d like to have a minute with the lawyers before we go in the courtroom anyway.” He wiped his face and leaned in to kiss my cheek and pat my belly. “You look beautiful.”

“Thank you. I wanted to look beautiful. It’s an exciting day. One we’ll remember for the rest of our lives. I just want everything to be perfect.”

“I’m sure it will be fine.” He had a guilty look on his face, and I searched his eyes as he averted them and went back to shaving.

“Why did you say it like that?”

“Like what?” He shrugged and leaned in over the sink closer to the mirror.

“Is there something you’re not telling me?” My heart started to pound out of my chest. Chance had a bad habit of trying to protect me in ways I didn’t need protecting. “You don’t think there will be a problem with us getting her, do you?”

He turned around and gripped my shoulders. “It’s nothing. I just might have a little surprise, is all.”

“What did you do? You say surprise, but you look like it’s the kind of surprise that might blow up in our faces.”

It had been such a hard process, with me having to walk a tightrope line to keep from being rejected, and with all the hell Nick had put me through, and all the drama when I’d run, I was afraid they’d dig up something and not allow us to have her.

Not only was my past picked over with a fine-toothed comb, but so was Chance’s. He’d been questioned about his recovery and even his own childhood, which has been much worse than I had imagined.

Star’s own past had been brought up as well, and we’d been holding our breath for months that her mother wouldn’t clean up her act or change her mind.

“No, no one is going to keep our daughter from us. I just wanted it to be a special day, too, and I might have invited a few guests. I told Liza and Brady to meet us before.” He shrugged, and I let out a sigh of relief.

“Is that all. Jesus, for a second I thought we weren’t getting her. Don’t do me that way.”

“Yeah, well, don’t tell Liza I told you she was coming, okay. She wanted to surprise you.” He kissed my lips, carefully not to mess up my lipstick and then patted my bottom as I turned to go find my shoes.

We got to the courthouse, which was a small building considering the kind of business taking place inside its walls and while we stood in the front hall, Liza and Brady walked in with big smiles. Brady ran up to Star, and the two hugged, and she took the little boy’s hand and found him a seat on the nearest bench.

Chance tucked himself close to me and spoke over my shoulder into my ear. “You should get off your feet.

“I’m fine. I’m too excited to sit, and I’ll just sit there tapping my foot anyway.” I stepped away from him and turned to put my arm around his waist as the front doors opened, and in walked a man who looked like Austin. I did a double take and realized who it was, and Lola was steps ahead of him on her way over with a big grin and a baby bump protruding from her slim figure.

My face lit with a smile as I walked forward to meet her halfway with a hug. “Surprise,” she said.

“This is a wonderful surprise. I didn’t think you two were going to make it.”

“We wouldn’t miss it.” Lola stepped away but only long enough to give Star a big hug and greet the others as Chance and Austin shook hands.

“Come here, man.” Austin pulled Chance into a hug and patted his back. “I couldn’t let you get too far ahead of me.” He stepped over beside his wife and patted her bump.

“Yes, and he made me wear this dress to show it off.”

“You look radiant.” I missed those early days of pregnancy when I could show off a cute bump. I was so bloated and swollen that it didn’t have the same effect.

“You’re the one who is glowing. I can’t believe it’s almost time!”

“Thanks, but I hope you have a better time than me. These last months have dragged, and the swelling is horrible. I just want my body back, and I honestly don’t know if I can go another two weeks.”

“You can do it, baby.” Chance kissed my head, and I gave him a smile, tucking closer to his side.

“You gave me a nice surprise, thank you.” It was then that his face fell and I knew that the surprises weren’t done. Since Cynthia had ridden in with us and was now sitting at the small courthouse diner having coffee while she waited, I knew who it had to be.

“You didn’t,” I said beneath my breath as the front doors swung open and my father and mother strolled inside looking around like they’d just walked into a garbage dump.

“Surprise.” He had a nervous look, and I closed my eyes and hoped for the best. While my mother, father, and I had gotten along lately, and they’d spoken on my behalf to help give Star a home, I hadn’t planned for them to ever actually come to where I lived. They’d managed to avoid it over the past months, and that had been okay with me. While I wanted to be able to call them and chat now and then, I didn’t want them to really be a part of my life.

My mother’s eyes lit up when she saw me, and even though she’d only met Chance and Star on one occasion when we’d gone back to Chicago to sell the house and finalize other business, she rushed over to hug the three of us.

“How’s my soon-to-be granddaughter?” Mom asked as she leaned down to hug Star. She had brought in a big gift bag, handed the thing to Star who grabbed Brady’s hand and pulled him down to the bench so they could open it together. Seeing her with him, and how well they got along, I knew she was going to be a wonderful big sister.

“Hello, mother. Daddy.” I stepped over to hug my father, and my mother walked over and rubbed my belly, which was the first affectionate thing she’d done to me in ages. She pulled me into her arms and then stepped back to look at me.

“Won’t be long now, will it? You’re huge! Reminds me of when I was pregnant with you. My ankles were the worst.” She gestured her thumb towards my father. “This one had to rub my feet every night, so when I woke up, I could get out of bed.”

“I didn’t think you’d come all the way out.” I was still a little shaken when Chance stepped up beside me for support.

“Thanks for coming,” he said. “I know it means a lot to Dream that you did, and Star and I as well.”

“We wouldn’t miss it for the world. We’ve wanted grandbabies for years, but I think she did the right thing in waiting for you. You’re a good man, Chance.”

Thankfully, Chance’s phone went off, and he stepped aside to take the call, ending my mother’s long-winded introduction. And by the time he got off the phone, they were calling us into the courtroom.

The entire process didn’t take nearly as long as we thought and within twenty minutes, we were a family. The court and our friends applauded and as the judge left the bench, Chance called us all together in the hall. “Let’s all go celebrate my new daughter over lunch.”

The others were excited, and Star wanted Brady and Liza to wide with us. Chance helped Cynthia into the truck, and once we were all settled, we headed to the restaurant.

The excitement of the day seemed to grow for him once the entire process was done, and I could relate knowing I’d felt like a huge weight had been lifted. I felt a sudden burst of energy over lunch and actually had a wonderful visit with my parents who wanted to take Star for ice cream. They even invited Liza and Brady along.

Cynthia was tired, and Austin and Lola needed to check into a hotel, so we headed home alone after dropping off our neighbor.

“You’ve been grinning ear to ear all morning.” I scooted closer on the couch to be near him.

“Well, it has been an exciting day. I got a daughter, my gorgeous wife didn’t have to murder me for my surprises blowing up in my face, and I secured a million-dollar deal.”

My jaw dropped. “What do you mean by million-dollar deal?”

“That phone call I got was from a software designer in Silicon Valley. He’s interested in my app and offered me a fuck ton of money to make it happen. Millions. I, of course, played it cool and we’ll settle on a deal when we meet next week, but yeah.”

I curled into his side and kissed his cheek. He turned and gave me a quick peck. Then he placed his hand on my thigh. The small gesture had me feeling so horny that I reached over and stroked his cock through his pants, finding him aroused.

“We have a little time if you want to mess around.” The words had barely left my lips, when he took my hand and stood, pulling me to my feet with him. I felt alive and charged with a burst of energy that I planned to make the most of as we walked up the stairs.

He pushed open the bedroom door and then locked it behind us as I walked over to sit on the bed to remove my shoes. He stood in front of me, undoing his pants and dropping them with his shorts to reveal a rigid cock that protruded from his hips, proudly begging for attention.

I wasted no time slipping out of my clothes and then taking it into my hands. I stroked his shaft, my fingers dancing along the veiny flesh as my other hand cupped and kneaded his heavy sac.

He cupped my breasts and encouraged me to lie back. My breasts were heavy against my chest, and I lifted my legs and spread them wide as he grabbed my ankles.

“I’ll be easy.”

“I won’t break.” That was my way of telling him I wanted it hard and rough, but I knew it was wishful thinking. He’d been careful in his handling of me, and while I loved the slow, tender lovemaking, I also liked a nice hard pounding too.

“Soon, I’ll be able to fuck you hard again, and when I can, you better watch out, baby. He lifted my legs, and I wrapped them around him, jerking him forward against me. If he wouldn’t be rough with me, I’d have to get a little aggressive with him.

He leaned over, kissing my tight nipples, which were so sensitive that one touch sent a tingle straight to my pussy. I moaned and raked my fingers through his hair. “Suck them,” I moaned. He gave them long hard pulls and my pussy pulsed with each one.

I reached down and centered his cock at my entrance, and then I pulled his hips forward until his cock was buried deep. He worked his hips, kneading and sucking my breasts until my release had me milking his cock.

“You’re a bad girl, trying to get me to be rough.” He gave a chuckle and pulled away, but then he took my hand and pulled me forward to my feet.

“Turn around and bend over. I want to enter you from behind.” He turned me around and slapped my ass as I bent over, tilting it upward as an offering, my big baby bump hanging forward with my breasts.

He cupped my breasts and pinched my nipples as he slipped his cock into my tight, wet channel and then he pumped his hips, fucking me nice and deep, hitting my spot until I felt the pinch of my release as it burst from me. He worked my clit, stroking it with his long, rough fingers as his cock slid in and out of me, relentlessly through every quake.

I could feel my tummy tightening; contracting, and I thought nothing of it because it had been doing it for weeks.

“Fuck, baby. You’re soaking wet.” His hands disappeared and then cupped my ass, my leaking breasts slapped together as his balls bounced against my tender bud. He worked me like that, firm and steady until another release pulsed through me and his head swelled deep, ready to soak my walls.

He tensed as it poured, tickling my walls as it filled me. It had my senses awakened, all of them, and suddenly I felt alive more than I had in months. I turned over and lay back, feeling sated, but then a moment later, my body retaliated and showed me I had no control.

I doubled over as my stomach tightened to a painful degree and I brought my legs up and curled myself into a ball on my side as I cried out in pain.

“Are you okay? Is it the baby?” Chance sat on the bed beside me.

“Just one of those false contractions, I should be—"

The sound that came out of my throat had him on his feet. “Baby, I think it might be time.”

“No, it can’t be time. I’m two weeks out.”

He stroked my hair, and although I knew he felt helpless, I wanted him to stop touching me. My stomach tightened again, this time, he had calculated. “It’s time, baby. We should get you to the hospital.”

“I need a shower; I’ll get dressed and then we’ll go. We have time.” He didn’t like the sound of that, but finally, after I snapped at him, he hurried into the bathroom and started the water in the shower. Then he helped me there and washed every inch of me.

After I was dry, he brought my clothes. While I sat on the bed and dressed, he loaded my suitcases into the truck and called my parents and Austin, who had planned to come over once they’d checked into the hotel.

“It’s time, man. Meet us at the hospital.” He hung up the phone and took my arm. “Let’s do this, baby. Looks like today we not only get one kid but two.”

My head was spinning, and I couldn’t believe our timing. With any luck, by the time the day was done, that would be true.

He drove fast, but carefully to the hospital and things started moving so fast that I almost felt like I was out of control. My body was doing whatever the hell it wanted, and I knew I needed to try and get a hold on my breathing. Before I could focus, the doctor and Chance were gathered around me with a staff of nurses, and it was time to push. What seemed like minutes and hours all bled together, and thankfully, after seven hours, we had a baby.

My eyes fluttered open an hour later when they finally had my baby cleaned and wrapped in a soft pink-and-blue striped blanket. Star stepped into the room to see us for the first time, holding her father’s hand.

“It’s so tiny,” she said easing up to my side. “Hi, little baby.”

“Meet your new brother,” said Chance.

Star’s eyes widened. “A brother! Just what I wanted!” She leaned down and kissed his little head causing him to scrunch his face and purse his lips.

“His name is Luke, like your dad’s, but I wanted you to give him his middle name.”

“Can I really?” She gave a little squeal, and I braced myself for the name she’d choose. I didn’t want to have to intercept, but if it was too outrageous, I was going to speak up and try to reach a compromise.

“Didn’t you have a secret list of names?” Chance asked.

“Yes, but I don’t think Jeremiah will work. Let’s go with Samuel.”

Chance’s eyes widened, and we exchanged a look.

Chance shrugged. “What made you choose that name?”

“So we can call him Sam. You know, like the book.” She leaned over and kissed his little head again, then stroked the dusting of hair atop his head that peeked out from the little cap he was wearing.

“Then it’s official. Luke Samuel Owens.”

And just like that, we became a family.

 

The End

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