Chapter 51

Grant

I orgasmed inside Lacey so hard I thought I would die. In fact, if I had died at that moment, I could honestly say I would have died a happy man.

I’d achieved the best thing in life that a man can ever hope to achieve, I had the love of a good woman, a woman who knew me and knew how to love me, and that’s all a man can really ask for in this world.

This isn’t something you’ll hear very often, but all men are born incomplete. They’re only half of what they know they really should be. They don’t attain the other half of their potential until they find the right woman who loves them just the way they need to be loved.

No man is perfect. Believe me. I know. We all have our faults, our weaknesses, our failings. We try to hide them, and often we do a pretty good job, but beneath the surface those weaknesses are there, and we know it.

So when we find the woman who knows about those weaknesses, who sees those things that are wrong with us, and still loves us, that’s when we finally feel complete. No matter what a man says, he can’t live without the love of his woman, and that’s what counts.

Women love with their entire heart. They love like their life depends on it. They love so completely that they could eclipse the sun.

And every man knows it. Deep in his heart, he knows. And he knows he needs it. Men like to think they’re strong and independent, but the truth is, we know we’re meant to be part of something bigger. We’re meant to be part of a relationship, and only when we’ve found that relationship can we truly be complete. Only then can we create a family.

I sighed in the afterglow of my orgasm. I felt as if every pleasure nerve in my body was utterly satisfied. Lying right next to me, was the woman that chose to love me. Lacey. My wife. She was mine now, and I was hers, and that’s the way we would be for the rest of our lives.

There’s something comforting in knowing something about your future. It’s difficult to find much certainty in the world. So much changes. So much is up for grabs.

But one thing was certain for me. No matter what else happened, I would love Lacey, and she would love me. I knew that would never change, because we’d already been loving each other for half our lives. Even if we’d never had the courage to admit it to each other.

“I love you, Lacey,” I said.

Lacey just smiled at me. Her phone beeped and she looked at it.

“Who is it?” I said.

“It’s Faith. Oh my God.”

“What does it say?”

“It says she and Jackson are pregnant.”

“Wow,” I said. “Jackson’s a lucky man. I know this will make him very happy.”

“They’re both very lucky.”

“Yes they are,” I said.

I got up to go to the washroom. I picked up my phone on the way and dialed Jackson’s number.

“Congratulations, brother,” I said. “Another baby on the way.”

“Yes, sir,” Jackson said. “We couldn’t be happier. Faith just found out.”

I shut the door and looked at myself in the mirror.

“I’m so happy for you man. Circumstances are a lot different this time, eh?”

“Yes they are. Do you remember what it was like last time?”

“We thought you were dead. It was terrible,” I said. “We thought we’d lost you forever.”

“Well, this time I’ll be here for every moment. I’m not going to miss a single second of my baby’s life.”

“Tell Faith I said congratulations too.”

“I will,” Jackson said. “And congratulations to you too, man.”

I smiled. It felt so good to be married. “Thanks,” I said.

“We’ll be fathers together.”

“What?”

“Oh,” Jackson said. “Shit. You didn’t hear that from me, man. You’ve got to promise me you won’t tell Faith and Lacey I said that. That’s a big secret. I didn’t realize you still didn’t know.”

“Didn’t know what?”

“I’ve got to go, brother. I said too much already.”

He hung up. I put down the phone. I looked up into the mirror, and for a brief second I didn’t recognize who was looking back at me.

It didn’t look like me at all. The eyes, the mouth, the expression on the face. It wasn’t my face, but the face of my father. It was the expression he’d worn the last time I saw him alive. A knot formed in my throat, and I thought I was going to cry, but I didn’t.

I didn’t cry. I smiled.

Then I opened the door and went back into the bedroom. I looked at Lacey. It was true. She was different. How had I not noticed? Her breasts were full, her cheeks were glowing with a healthy warmth. Was that the beginning of a bump on her belly? Maybe it was.

“I love you, wife,” I said quietly.

She turned and looked at me.

I cleared my throat. “We’re having a baby, aren’t we?”

Her mouth dropped open. “How do you know?”

“I just know,” I said.

She smiled at me, and I saw a trace of fear in her expression.

“I know it’s mine,” I said.

She nodded. “It is.”

I reached out and pulled her toward me.

“What are you doing?” she said as I climbed on top of her. “Grant, I’m exhausted.”

“I don’t care,” I said. “You don’t give a man the best news of his life, you don’t give him a miracle, and then expect him not to show you how grateful he is.”

My cock was rock hard. Knowing my baby was already inside her filled me with such a passion, such a hunger for her, that I could hardly control it.

I put my cock against the lips of her pussy and they were already wet, already waiting for me. I slid right into her and the look on her face told me something I’d never dreamed.

I was going to be a father and a husband. I was going to have a full life, of love and happiness. I was complete.

I was a man.