Five years later…
“Baby.” Darian pushes my hair off my shoulder, kissing my neck. I’m sitting at the kitchen island looking over the cards in front of me. “Everything is going to be fine,” he tries to reassure me. I should know that. Darian wouldn’t let this play out any other way.
“I don’t know why I’m so nervous.” I pick up all the cards, stacking them in a pile.
“Need me to calm you down?” His hand goes to my thigh, slipping under my dress. I drop my head back, resting it on his chest. He pulls my panties to the side, his fingers finding my clit. “Always so fucking wet for me.”
A small moan comes from me. I’m trying to be quiet. Our kids are in the next room over watching a movie. I bite the inside of my cheek.
“Tonight after we get the girls to bed you’re going to sit on my face. It’s been too long since I had your taste in my mouth.” If I wasn't about to orgasm I’d laugh. He had a taste of me this morning, but Darian is always up for another. The man is addicted to me. I’m addicted to him too. “Gotta cum for me, beautiful.” He bites down on my shoulder.
My body jerks, and I cum for him. My eyes fall closed as the pleasure courses though me and I relax. I can feel some of the tension leaving my muscles. Darian can always get me to relax one way or another. The man knows my body better than I do.
He pulls his hand out from under my dress, licking his fingers clean. I grab his shirt and pull him down for a kiss. His hand goes to the small baby bump that has already formed. With our first and second it took forever for me to show. Not so much with our son. He is already making himself known. He’s going to be as big as his father.
“I just don’t want the girls to get attached to them and something to go wrong.” I shrug. I know better than anyone what a disappointment my parents can be. But I also remember them being loving when I was little.
“People change. Life does that to you.” He’s right. Life teaches you lessons along the way. My parents are getting old.
“How are you not mad at them?”
“I was for a long time. But I was only mad because of how they treated you. At the end of the day, it didn't matter if they liked me or not. I got you and our family. They are the ones that are missing out.” I nod in agreement. He’s right. We made it all on our own.
My parents sent gifts for Megan from the beginning. They never called, but every holiday or birthday, gifts would show up. Then when Maddy came along they’d done the same. Over the past year the girls have been asking about their grandma and grandpa. How come they never come over?
I didn't want to keep them apart if they wanted to be involved in their lives. I was scared that they could drop out of their lives like they did mine long ago.
I ran into my mom a few weeks ago at an event. She broke down in front of me. Cried and said how sorry she was. She owned up to her mistakes, even said she understood if I never wanted to see them again. My father had done the same.
“I want to move on. To heal. I think my grandpa would have liked that.”
“I think he would have too.” Darian leans down and kisses me again. I dig my fingers into his shirt.
“Did you already have a talk with my father?” I ask against this mouth. He smirks. I had a feeling. Darian is protective of all the girls in his family.
“Like I said, everything is going to be fine. I think they’ve changed.”
“Thank you.” Hearing him say that makes the rest of the worry fade away. No one is better at reading people than Darian. Okay, maybe Lindsey.
“They’re here!” I hear Maddy scream. Then their little feet are running toward the front door. I pick up all the cards my parents have sent me over the years and put them away. Darian takes my hand and leads me toward the front door.
Darian gives Megan a nod, letting her know she can open the door. She flips the lock and swings the door open. There is not a shy bone in either one of our girls' bodies. They don’t hesitate to run out to them. My parents both drop down to hug them.
I lean into my husband and watch them fighting tears. Darian kisses me on top of the head. My dad stands with Maddy in his arms. She’s talking a mile a minute. Mom holds Megan’s hand as they walk over toward us.
Darian lets me go to give them both a hug. Mom holds on to me for a moment, her hand going to my stomach. “I’ve missed so much.”
“There is time to change that,” I say back.
“We shouldn't get that chance, but you have always been a sweet soul,” she says. “I’m glad you had someone like Darian to protect that.” I watch as my dad and Darian shake hands.
“We have to show you our rooms.” Megan drops her voice to a whisper. “There is a secret door. I can show you cause you're family.” She pulls on my mom’s hand.
“And then the tree house!” Maddy says.
“Go on. I’m going to get things ready for lunch,” I tell them so they can have a moment with the girls. I watch them head into the house together. I turn in Darian’s arms.
“I don’t know how you did it, Darian, but you managed to give me everything I ever could have wanted. Even things I was sure were impossible.”
“Never doubt a man who will do anything for the woman he loves more than anything in this world.” My heart melts.
“Never.” I smile up at him.
He gave me more than a happily ever after. He gave me everything and more.
THE END!