He leaned down to kiss me, our tongues tangling quickly, and I pushed myself against him as much as I could, tugging at his hair to get even closer, but all too soon he moved away. “I hate to do this, but….” He smiled at me, flashing his dimples. “I have to get back to work. I wasn’t really expecting to propose to you while I was on-duty. Instead, I’d be dragging that pretty little ass of yours back home so I could have my fiancé every which way.”
I squeezed my thighs together at his words. That idea sounded damn near perfect to me, but I guess duty called. “Okay.” I nodded my head, turning to reopen my door, but then twisted around again. “Wait. That wasn’t all of my surprise. You don’t get to ruin everything.”
“What?” Confusion laced his voice as he walked back toward me, and I reopened my door, grabbing what was supposed to be the grand finale of my proposal.
“Here.” I pushed the box into his hands and he stared down at it, the words probably seeming foreign to him.
“What is this?” he asked slowly as he opened the box and took out the plastic wrapped stick. His mouth dropped open once again, but this time I could see a whole array of emotions running over his face: shock, excitement, confusion, and then back to excitement once again. “Holy fucking shit!” he shouted in true Justin fashion, before picking me and twirling me around. “Wait.” He set me back down on my feet, holding his hands up as he warily stepped a few feet away from me. “I shouldn’t be doing that kind of shit anymore.” He cautiously reached a hand toward me and gently ran it across my still flat stomach.
I rolled my eyes. “I’m not glass. I won’t break.”
“Yeah, whatever. I’m gonna be a dad. I can’t…I’m gonna be a dad,” he repeated before smashing his lips to mine, making sure not to squeeze me this time.
“Earth to Della. Mommy’s being really silly, isn’t she?” Justin snapped his fingers once in my face, Lily quietly giggling at his feet where she had both arms wrapped around his legs.
“Sorry, just thinking about something.” By the way Justin’s eyes flared, I could tell what he thought was running through my head. The idea wouldn’t have sounded bad to me, especially when I was thinking about my pregnancy. Justin treated me as if I were a piece of glass at first, but not for long. I think sex when I was pregnant had actually been the best I ever had. I guess I could blame it on hormones, but it was most likely just Justin. Things could get pretty tricky with a big belly in the way, but he never let that stop him. I shook my head once again, clearing those thoughts because we really needed to get going. “Okay, are you ready for our princess time?” I asked, looking down at Lily who was dancing around impatiently, and she clapped her hands together.
“Yes!”
We said our goodbyes to Leann, who declined the invitation to come along with us to see all of the princesses skate around on ice, saying this was just a special family thing. It was nice to do things with just the three of us sometimes. After the short drive to the arena, Justin buying out almost the entire souvenir shop set up there, and finding our seats, we were ready to see some princesses. Well, Lily was. I guess I was excited, too. Even Justin seemed to be thrilled about it. Yeah, not really. I tried to contain my laughter as I looked over at him, Lily sitting on his lap, his arm wrapped around the back of my shoulders, but I couldn’t help it.
“Shut up,” he demanded, glaring at me, but then his eyes softened and he kissed the top of Lily’s head, before leaning over to do the same to mine.
“I’m sorry, I can’t help myself.” I touched the jeweled princess crown that was sitting atop of the black beanie covering his head. Lily ordered that he needed to buy one for himself, and whatever that little girl wanted, he did. He never once tried to argue with her. I had a feeling her teenage years were going to kill us. I turned my head, pushing my mouth against his ear. “Do you think you can wear that later? And only that?” I added, before pulling away and starting to laugh again.
“Not in your dreams, princess.”
I shook my head, focusing on the show that was starting, but it couldn’t keep my attention long. I looked at Justin and Lily, not believing that we had gotten to this point, and I flashed back to the first time we had met. Yup, I never once expected that tattooed up, bad boy, man-whore to be sitting here next to me like this. Hell, I never even expected myself to be sitting here like this, either. Good thing I had decided to go out that night.
“Whoa, if you wanted me that badly you didn’t need to throw yourself at me, sweetheart. I’d be pretty willing.”
I looked up, meaning to tell off the arrogant asshole that thought I would actually throw myself at someone, but all words ceased to exist when I looked up into a pair of startling gray eyes. He pulled me closer when I failed to say anything and pushed me lightly against the wall so our bodies were flush with each other’s.