Blaire
I didn’t require more than a full size bed. However, Rush refused to get anything less than a king size bed, two bedside tables and a matching dresser with a gorgeous mirror. I made the mistake of looking too long at a pretty lavender quilt and matching shams. Before I knew what was happening he was buying the entire bed set complete with sheets and new pillows. I argued with him the entire time but he acted like I wasn’t talking. He just winked at me and kept placing his orders and giving the salesman directions.
By the time we got back from eating dinner, which he also was determined to feed me, the furniture was already being delivered. Bethy was standing at the door smiling when we drove up. She was loving this.
“Thank you for letting me do that today. I needed it. You may not understand but I needed to do that,” Rush said before I opened the car door.
I glanced back at him. “You needed to buy me an entire bedroom suite and expensive bedding?” I asked, confused.
“Yeah, I did.”
I didn’t understand but I nodded. If he needed to do it then I was going to appreciate it. I still couldn’t believe it was all mine. I was going to feel like a princess in my room. “Well, thank you for all of it. I wasn’t expecting anything more than a mattress. I wasn’t prepared to be spoiled.”
Rush leaned forward and pressed a kiss beside my ear. “That’s not even close to spoiling you. But I intend to show you exactly what spoiling is.”
I shivered and squeezed the door handle. I wasn’t going to let him buy me anything else. I had to stop this but the kisses around my ear made it hard to focus.
“Let’s go see how it looks,” he said as he leaned back.
Space. Had to get some space. I was ready to jump on him right now. Not a good thing. Control. The pregnancy hormones wanted to take over.
Rush was running around the front of the Rover when I opened my door and started to get out. He was in front of me taking my hands and helping me down like I was helpless before I could make a move to get down on my own.
“I can get out myself you know,” I told him.
He smirked. “Yeah but what’s the fun in that?”
Laughing, I pushed past him and made my way toward Bethy who was watching us like we were one of her favorite television dramas.
“Looks like the Pottery Barn decided to unload their latest shipment in your bedroom,” Bethy said, grinning like a kid in a candy store. “Can I sleep with you in that big ass bed tonight? The mattress is unbelievable!”
“No. She needs her rest. No bed buddies,” Rush said, walking up behind me and wrapping a protective arm around my waist.
Bethy’s eyes dropped to my waist and then back up at Rush. “You know,” she said, looking very pleased.
“Yes I do,” he replied. He tensed up behind me.
I felt horrible. One more person that I had told about my pregnancy before I told him. He had every right to be hurt. I was a liar. Would he figure this out and leave me now?
“Good,” Bethy said and stepped out of the way so we could walk inside.
“Why don’t you go make sure they’re putting everything where you want it,” Rush said to me when we got inside.
“Good idea.” I left him there to go check on the furniture. If he was mad at me he would have time to cool off.
The delivery guys were doing a good job with placement so I didn’t bother them. I was happy with where they were putting things. Walking back to the living room I heard Bethy whispering and I stopped.
“She’s better. She’s been sick a good bit but the past two mornings she’s hasn’t thrown up.”
“You call me the second she even looks like she might get sick.” Rush even managed to make his whisper sound like a demand.
“Yeah, I’ll call you. I wasn’t for the whole ‘don’t tell Rush’ idea. You did this to her. You need to be there for her.”
“I’m not going anywhere,” he replied.
“You better not.”
Rush chuckled, “If she won’t live with me then at least she has you protecting her.”
“Damn straight. Don’t think I won’t help her disappear if you f*ck this up again. You hurt her and she’ll leave.”
“I’ll never hurt her again.”
My chest ached. I wanted to believe him. I wanted to trust him. This was our baby. There was so much that was hard to forgive but I needed to learn how. I did love him. I was sure I always would.
I walked into the room and smiled. “They’re putting things right where I want them.”
Rush reached over and pulled me into his arms. He was doing that a lot lately. He didn’t say anything. He just held me. Bethy left the room and I wrapped my arms around him and we stood there like that for a long time. It was the first time I didn’t feel alone in a very long time.
Rush hadn’t asked to stay the night. I was kind of surprised. He hadn’t even done anything other than kiss me before he left. That hadn’t done much to cool off my dreams. I woke up once again right before an orgasm, very frustrated. I threw back my covers and sat up. I had lunch shift again today.
I’d called Woods last night and apologized about running out on him but he understood and asked me if things were okay. Rush had stood there listening to everything I said so I’d been in a hurry to get off the phone. I would get Woods alone today and talk to him. He was being very understanding.
He did have me in the dining room the rest of the week. The only day he had me on the course was Saturday because of the tournament. Everyone would be expected to work outside.
When I finally made my way to the kitchen I was greeted with a box of donuts. A small note was attached to the top. Smiling, I picked it up and read.
Missed you last night. I couldn’t eat these alone. Hope things are better. Love, Jimmy.
Crap! I’d forgotten about the donut date. Another person I needed to apologize to. But first, I wanted some milk and donuts.
Rush
I sat down in one of the leather chairs across from Woods’ desk. He was studying me and it pissed me off. I had been the one to call him and set up this meeting. Why was he so damn amused?
“I’m going to pay you the correct lease amount in full for the condo. I know what the going rate is and I’ve cut you a check for a one-year lease. Although, Blaire probably won’t be living there very long. As soon as I can get her to trust me I’m moving her in with me.” I slid the check across his desk.
Woods looked down at it and back up at me. “I assume this is because you don’t want me taking care of what is yours.”
“That’s right.”
Woods nodded and picked the check up. “Good. I shouldn’t have to take care of Blaire or your baby. But I would have. You may not believe me but I’m glad you know about the pregnancy. Just don’t f*ck things up. You’re gonna have to make sure Nan keeps her claws in.”
I didn’t need Woods telling me what I did and didn’t need to do. None of this was his business. I wasn’t done with him just yet though, so pissing him off was a bad idea.
“I don’t want her working double shifts or outside in the heat. She refuses to stop working but her hours need to be cut back.”
Woods crossed his arms over his chest and leaned back in his seat. “She know about this? Because last time I checked she needed all the hours she could get.”
“Last time you checked I didn’t know she was carrying my baby. Nothing can happen to her, Woods. I can’t let anything else happen to her.”
He nodded and let out a heavy sigh. “Fine. I agree. I don’t like being told what to do but I agree.”
“One more thing,” I said before standing up. “Jimmy is gay, right?”
Woods burst into laughter then nodded. “Yes, he is but keep that to yourself. The women like to come in just to look at him. He gets tipped well because of it.”
Good. I’d thought he was but his attachment to Blaire bothered me. “Then I guess he can hover over my girl.”
Woods smirked, “I don’t think you could stop him if you tried.”
My phone rang as I walked to my Range Rover. It reminded me that Blaire didn’t have a phone. This wouldn’t be her calling me. I was headed to check on her now. We’d talk about that then. Pulling my phone out I saw my mother’s name on the screen. I’d ignored her for four weeks. I had Blaire back but I wasn’t ready to talk to mom just yet. I pressed ignore and stuck my phone back in my pocket.
Once I was at Blaire’s I checked under the mat and I was happy to see there was no key hidden. I’d talked to her and Bethy last night about how unsafe that was. I knocked on the door and listened to the footsteps on the other side of the door. Bethy’s car had been at the club when I left so I knew Blaire was alone. Just thinking about having sometime alone with her made me smile.
The door opened and a ‘just crawled out of bed’ Blaire stood on the other side holding a donut. The blush on her cheeks was adorable. The tiny little tank top barely covering up those big beautiful tits of hers and the little boxer shorts took the adorable and turned her into smoking hot.
I walked inside and closed the door behind me. “Dayum baby,” I whispered as I backed her into the sofa. “Please don’t ever answer the door looking like this again.”
She looked down and then a smile tugged on her lips. “They keep getting bigger. I think it’s because of the pregnancy,” she said in way of explanation. “I forget they look like this.”
I wrapped a lock of her hair around my finger. “Not just the tiny tank top but this sexy just got out of bed hair and,” I slid my hand down over her barely covered up ass, “this needs more covering up too.”
“People don’t normally stop by in the mornings.” Blaire sounded out of breath. I liked knowing I was getting to her.
“Good,” I replied. “How did your bed sleep?” I asked before taking a nip at her earlobe.
“Uh… I uh… sleeps good,” she sounded nervous. I pulled back and looked down at her. Why did she sound nervous?
“Only good?” I asked, watching as her cheeks turned bright red.
Blaire shifted her feet and looked down at the floor. “Pregnant dreams can be um… intense.”
“Pregnant dreams? What do you mean?” I was curious now. The fact her entire face was a bright red and she looked ready to crawl under the table and hide from me only made me want to know more.
She started to move and I grabbed her hips and kept her pinned between me and the sofa. “Oh no, you don’t. You can’t tell me things like that and not explain.”
Blaire let out a short unsure laugh and shook her head. “You can keep me here all day but I’m not telling you.”
I slipped my hands under her shirt and started to tickle her ribcage. I tried really hard not to focus on the perfectly plump tits just within my reach. I didn’t want Blaire to think I only cared about sex with her. So far I’d made our relationship about sex. I wanted to prove to her it was more than that. Even if I was taking cold showers and jerking off thinking about how sweet she’d tasted the other day.
Blaire giggled and squirmed as I tickled her. “Stop!” she squealed and pushed against me. When she tried to squirm away from me my hand slid up and grazed her left breast causing her to freeze. A small sound came from her throat that sounded really close to a moan. I brushed the pad of my thumb over her nipple and she pressed against me. F*ck the no sex thing. How was I supposed to ignore this?
“Please, Rush. I need you to,” she begged.
She needed me to? Wait… were her dreams… “Blaire, baby, are your dreams about sex?”
She whimpered and nodded as I pinched her nipple between my fingers. “Yes, and I’m tired of waking up horny,” she whispered.
F*ck. I took the donut from her hands and laid it down on the table then sucked the glaze from her fingers. Her breathing hitched. I grabbed her and picked her up. She wrapped her legs around my waist and I devoured her mouth while I walked us back to her room. This time there was a big bed for me to put her on and I’d keep her in it all day making love to her if that was what she needed.
I laid her down on the bed and pulled her little shorts and panties off before crawling on top of her. “Get this top off,” I said as I yanked it up and over her head. I stopped and looked down at her. Just last week I’d thought I would never see her like this again. Holding her was something I went to bed dreaming about. Now she was here and I wanted to cherish every small portion of her body.
“Rush, please. I need you in me,” she squirmed and pleaded. As much as I wanted to worship her body it looked like I wasn’t going to get to. I wasn’t going to be able to turn down a needy Blaire.
“Can I taste you first?” I asked, kissing her mouth again then running kisses down her body.
“Yes, anything. I just need you to touch me.” She sighed as my hand found her wet folds and I slipped a finger inside. “Oh God! Yes!Ahhhh,” she cried out as I began touching her.
Sex crazed Blaire was going to be fun. Itwas like I’d just won the f*cking jackpot. I pushed her thighs further apart and lowered my mouth to kiss the hardened little * hiding there. She bucked and began begging again. Sticking my tongue out, I ran it over her swollen sweet spot.Both her hands grabbed my hair and held me. I couldn’t help but smile.
“Please, Rush, please. You make it feel so good. Please.” Her sexy little pleadings were about to make me explode. I wanted in her just as bad as she wanted me in there but I was also enjoying this. I focused on making her come in my mouth while she twisted and moaned on the bed. When she finally screamed my name and that she was coming I jumped up and stripped my clothes off in record time.
We didn’t need a condom anymore. I laid over her and with one easy stroke I was in her. Blaire grabbed onto my shoulders and threw her head back. If this was how all pregnant women were, then why the f*ck didn’t men keep their women knocked up? This was hot. So hot I might not make it very long.
“F*ck me, Rush. Real hard,” Blaire panted.
“Baby, you keep saying stuff like that and I’m gonna blow before you want me to.”
She smiled wickedly up at me. “I’ll get you hard again. I promise. Now please,do it hard. In my dreams, you bend me over and f*ck me until I’m screaming and clawing at the bed begging you never to stop. Right before I come, I wake up.”
She’d not only been having sex dreams about me but dirty sex dreams about me. I pulled out of her and flipped her on her stomach, then jerked her hips up in the air. “You want f*cked, sweet Blair? I’ll make my girl feel better,” I cooed as I ran my hands gently over her bare ass. She started to squirm and I slapped her p-ssy causing her to gasp in surprise. “If you want it hard baby, then I’m going to give it to you hard,” I promised.
Grabbing her hip, I pounded into her and almost shot my load then. She was so f*cking tight. The desperate cries of pleasure coming from Blaire weren’t helping. Remembering that I needed to make Blaire come again was hard when my balls were drawn up tight and my cock was throbbing.
“Harder,” Blaire moaned and I lost it. I began pumping into her with the same wild needy abandon that had consumed her. When her tight warmth began squeezing me and my name came tearing out of her mouth I closed my eyes and let go.
Blaire
Rush was on his back pulling me to him when I came to from an orgasm I was pretty sure had caused me to black out. I curled up in his arms and sighed in relief. He’d made all the achy, needy parts of me very happy. More than happy. I was sore all over and I loved it.
“I think you may have broken me,” he chuckled against my temple and placed a kiss there.
“I hope not because when I have the energy to move I’d like to do that again,” I replied as sweetly as I could.
“Why am I suddenly feeling used?” he asked.
I pinched at the skin that covered his abs. “I’m sorry you feel used but with a body like yours what do you expect?”
Rush laughed and rolled me onto my back before covering me with his body. His silver eyes sparkled as he stared down at me. “Is that so?”
I only nodded. I was afraid I’d say something else if I spoke. Like the fact thatI was in love with him.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered as he lowered his head to kiss my face as if it were something to be cherished.
I wasn’t the beautiful one. He was but I didn’t point that out. If he wanted to think I was then I’d let him. His hands ran down my body making it hum with pleasure. “Are you waking up every morning like this?” he asked with a gleam in his eyes.
I could lie but I’d done enough of that. “Yes. Sometimes in the middle of the night too.”
Rush raised an eyebrow. “The middle of the night?”
I nodded.
He reached up and brushed hair out of my face. “How am I supposed to help you in the middle of the night if you’re not with me?” His voice sounded truly concerned.
“You don’t want me waking you up for sex every night,” I told him.
“Baby, if you wake up horny I want to be ready and available.” His voice dropped and he slipped a hand down to cup me between my legs. “This is mine and I take care of what’s mine.”
“Rush,” I warned.
“Yes?”
“I’m going to straddle you right here and screw your brains out if you don’t stop saying things like that.”
Rush grinned. “That isn’t much of a threat, sweet Blaire.”
I turned my head to grin and the clock on my bedside table caught my attention. Oh crap! I pushed at Rush. “I have to be at work in ten minutes,” I yelled in way of explanation.
Rush moved off me and I jumped out of bed only to realize I was very naked and Rush was lying on the bed watching me panic with a smile.
“Please don’t mind me. The view is great from here,” he said with a sexy grin.
I shook my head and grabbed a clean pair of panties and a bra then ran to the bathroom.
“Looks like someone got lucky or is that happy smile from all those donuts I brought over?” Jimmy drawled when I walked into the kitchen one minute late.
My face felt like it was on fire. “I loved the donuts. Thank you and I’m sorry I forgot last night. It was a uh… crazy day,” I replied,picking out an apron and afraid to make eye contact with him.
“Baby, if I’d just crawled out of bed with Rush Finlay I’d be grinning like mad too. In fact, I’m envious as hell. I know my donuts didn’t put that satisfied gleam in your eyes.”
I started giggling and grabbed a pen and pad. “He is pretty amazing.”
“Oh, please give me details. I’ll hang on every word,” Jimmy begged walking out into the dining room beside me.
“Go flirt with women and stop fantasizing about my… my…” What was Rush? He wasn’t my boyfriend. He was my baby daddy and that just sounded cheap.
“He’s your man. Say it because it’s true. The guy worships at your altar.”
I didn’t respond. I wasn’t sure how to respond. There were tables already filling up and I had a job to do. Woods, Jace, and Thad, the blond with curly hair whose name I’d just recently found out, were sitting at one of my tables. I went to get the drink orders from Mister Lovelady and his companion today. He always had girls with him that looked like they could be his granddaughters but they never were. According to Jimmy, Mister Lovelady was richer than God. Still, he was old. That was just gross.
After I got their drink orders I headed for Woods’ table. All three guys smiled at me as I approached and Thad winked. He was the pretty boy who liked to flirt and everyone knew it. So ignoring him was easy. “Good afternoon, boys. What can I get you three to drink?” I asked as I put their water glasses in front of them.
“You look chipper this morning. It’s nice to see you smiling again,” Thad said as he reached for his glass of water and took a sip.
The blush was back in my cheeks. I could feel it. I glanced over at Woods who was watching me with a knowing look. He was smart enough to figure it out. “I’ll have coffee,” was Woods’ only reply. I was extremely thankful he wasn’t in the mood to tease me.
“Bethy wouldn’t let me touch the donuts Jimmy brought over this morning. I didn’t realize donuts would put you in such a good mood.” The smirk on Jace’s face said he knew exactly what had happened. Was the entire club going to know about my sex life now? Was it that interesting?
“I happen to love donuts,” I replied, studying my pad instead of looking at any of them.
“I just bet you do,” Jace chuckled. “Bring me a Honey Brown, please.”
“I feel like I’m missing something here and I hate being left out,” Thad said leaning on the table and inspecting me closer.
“Back off and order your damn drink,” Woods snapped at him.
Thad rolled his eyes and leaned back in his seat. “Everyone’s so touchy. I’ll have a bottle of spring water.”
I wrote it down then glanced down at Woods. “Would you like me to bring fresh fruit to the table?”
He nodded. “Please.”
Glad to be done with those three I headed back to the kitchen after being stopped by Mrs. Higgenbotham who wanted a Mimosa for her and her daughter who looked to be about eighteen.
Jimmy was loading up his tray when I walked back into the kitchen. He glanced back at me over his shoulder. “I know I’m being nosy but I gotta ask, who was the girl Rush ran off and left here yesterday?”
Meg. I didn’t know anything else about her. Just Meg, an old friend. I had actually forgotten that Rush had left her here. “She’s an old friend of his. I don’t know much else.”
“Woods knew her well too. He went and talked to her after the two of you ran off. I figured she wasn’t new if they both knew her.”
I reminded myself that she was a part of his past. I had no reason to feel jealous of her in any way. They were old friends. Just because she was one of them didn’t mean I had to feel inferior.
I put Woods’ fruit on my tray and grabbed the drinks everyone had ordered before going back into the dining room.
I focused on delivering drinks to my tables before doing a sweep of the room while I walked toward Woods’ table. I saw Woods cut his eyes from me to a table to my left. It was in Jimmy’s area. I glanced back to see if that was a hint for me to help someone when my eyes locked with Rush’s. I stopped. He was here. A smile started to form on my lips when my eyes shifted to see Nan sitting beside him with an angry snarl on her face. I swung my attention back to Woods and decided to pretend they weren’t here.
“Here’s your fruit.” I could hear the nervous tone in my voice and I prayed the guys didn’t notice. “And here are your drinks. Y’all ready to order now?” I asked, forcing a smile.
All three of them stared up at me making this all the more uncomfortable. This was something I was going to have to learn to get over. Nan was his sister. She’d be in my life if Rush was. Learning to live with someone hating me was a part of life I’d need to learn to accept.
“It’s his sister. You do this thing with him and you have to deal with her too,” Jace told me as if I didn’t already know this. I didn’t like feeling as if every emotion I had was on display. I’d always been a private person. This was too much.
I ignored him pulling my pad out and looked pointedly at Woods. He cleared his throat and ordered. The others did too without anymore words of wisdom.