“Yes. I am aware of that,” I said but didn’t retrieve the phone for him.
Drew and I drove all the way to Pennsylvania before stopping for the night. We ordered Chinese up to our room, and I let him have his phone while I showered.
He was talking to Celeste when I came out. I shoved him back on the bed and straddled his waist while he talked. He smiled up at me with the eyes full of love. I couldn’t have been happier. It may be crazy, but I was actually even happy for Dawson and Lauren. I think it made it a little easier for me, knowing that he wasn’t alone.
I unbuttoned Drew’s dress pants and slid down the zipper.
“I have to go Celeste. My wife is demanding that I give her some attention.”
He dropped his phone to the bed and raised his hips, helping me to slide them off.
He was already at full mast. I stroked him in my hand while our eyes stayed entranced.
“What are you doing, Mrs. Kelley?” he rasped in a sexy as hell voice.
“I need fucked,” I rasped right back.
I hated my ginormous stomach at the time. I wanted to be wild and kinky with my husband, but I knew that he would be the one to control how far that went, knowing it wasn’t going to be very far. He rolled me over and lifted my shirt, kissing our baby. I hoped it was our baby, anyway.
I moaned when his fingers slid between the elastic around my leg. Only Drew’s fingers could do that. He slid me out of my panties and rolled me to my side a little. I guess he thought that was the easiest way to keep my round stomach out of the way. I didn’t mind, especially when I felt him slide in me. I was almost embarrassed by the fact that I made it all of five strokes before I was grabbing the hotel sheets and calling out in pure ecstasy. That in turn, turned him on even more, and he thrust fast and hard into me.
“Yes, fuck me,” I moaned once I felt the second wave.
That was too much for Drew. He thrust deep inside of me and released himself.
“Damnit, Morgan. You just had to go and say that, didn’t you?”
I laughed and turned to face him. If somebody would have told me a year ago that I was going to love this man as much as I did, I would have deemed them crazy, and possibly shot them in the head.
Drew and I lay naked, tangled in each other’s bodies, talking for a long time before drifting off to sleep.
I told him about Dawson and Lauren. I told him about deciding after my heart to heart with Star that I wanted him, and how I had dreaded telling Dawson. I told him that I found out about the two before the serious conversation. I sure am glad that I did. It did make it easier to break his heart. I told him about the conversation with my mom, and let him know that I was proud of him for confessing his sins to my mom. I’m not sure what got into me, but I talked and talked. Drew lay silent beside me caressing my stomach. He would stop me and ask a question here and there, but for the most part, listened.
Drew stood behind me, trapping me in his arms as we floated across the ocean on the ferry. It was Friday, and I promised Caroline that we would be there before she got out of school. We barely made it. Our late night before had caused us to sleep in later than normal. I threatened to throw Drew’s phone away twice already. I knew he was going to work. He couldn’t help it. That stupid phone was a permanent part of his body. At least I would be around my mom and Caroline.
We did luck out and get an empty room, but Celeste wasn’t going to be as lucky. They were booked unless someone didn’t show, which I was hoping. I suddenly liked her and couldn’t wait to meet her little boy.
My mom hugged us both at the door. We had no sooner gotten our things carried upstairs when Caroline came boring around the corner, coming to a screeching stop at our door. I smiled. She ran to me and wrapped her arms around my neck.
“That baby is getting really big,” she stated.
“He is, and I can’t wait for him to meet his Aunt Caroline.”
“I’m going to be his aunt?”
“You sure are, and he is going to love you.”
“But, I’m only seven and three quarters.”
“That is the perfect age to be an aunt,” Drew offered, smiling at me.
“I’m mad at you,” she stated, cocking her hip and resting her fist on its side. “You said you were coming to hunt sea glass with me, you didn’t show up.”
“I’m here now. Let’s go.”
“Wait for Vincent,” I told Drew, wanting Celeste’s little boy to have fun too.
“Who’s Vincent?” Caroline wanted to know.
“His mom works for Drew. He’s seven too,” I explained.
“I better go get my homework done,” she stated and started off.
“Wait. It’s Friday. You do homework on Friday?”
Drew asked.