A Hot Holiday Collection

Epilogue

EPILOGUE

SAWYER

“ S awyer Ward! You get your sexy butt in here right now!”

At the sound of my wife’s nearly hysterical yell, I tossed my suit coat on the bed and hurried to the master bath. “Baby? What’s wrong?”

She was sitting on the floor, leaning against our oversized jacuzzi tub, looking dazed and shocked.

“Katie?” I crouched down in front of her and reached for her hands, and that’s when I noticed she was clutching a small white stick. My brows shot up, and I began to grin, hoping it was what I thought it was. Gently, I pried the stick from her hand, and when I saw the two pink lines, my smile widened as far as it would go.

“Get that smug expression off your face, Sawyer!” Katie snapped. “Six months! I’ve only been at my new job for six months. And you went and knocked me up.”

I shrugged. I wasn’t going to apologize when I was over the moon about the news. And I hadn’t done it on purpose…just got lucky. Literally and figuratively.

“Looks like you’ll be coming to work for me a little sooner,” I quipped as I scooped her into my arms. Then I stalked over to the bed and carefully set her down.

She lifted up onto her elbows, which elevated her tits, distracting me from the conversation for a moment. “Sawyer!” she snapped, pulling my attention back to the discussion. “You said you’d give me two years to get experience in a new job.”

“I did say that,” I agreed, my eyes sweeping over my sexy wife. She liked to wear blouses and pencil skirts to her office, and it was sexy as fuck. Although I wasn’t super happy about the other men I knew were fantasizing about my naughty librarian. But that was an argument we could resume another time. I bent over and began unbuttoning her blouse as I continued, “We also agreed that if you wound up pregnant, you’d come work for me. I don’t recall you mentioning that I had to wait two years to make that happen.”

Katie’s eyes narrowed. “You didn’t.”

Shaking my head, I replied, “No, I didn’t.” I spread her shirt open, then licked my lips at the sight of her creamy mounds spilling out of her bra. No wonder they’d seemed fuller lately. “But I’m not going to pretend I’m not fucking ecstatic about the news.” I paused and gazed into her eyes. “Are you?”

Katie smiled, and I was relieved to see the joy in her expression when she said, “Of course I am. No matter the time or the place, I could never be unhappy to be carrying our child.” Then she sighed and loosened my tie. “I still don’t know how this happened, though.”

I dipped my head to allow her to remove it before smirking at her. “If you don’t know how it happened…”

“I meant because we were using protection, doofus,” she interrupted with a snort and a grin.

After our first explosive weekend together, I’d started to use condoms…most of the time. I climbed over her on the bed and dropped down, keeping most of my weight on my elbows as I dipped my head to place featherlight kisses over the tops of her breasts. “As I remember it,” I murmured, sliding my lips over her silky skin, “You were the one who dragged me into that supply closet and begged me to fuck you even though we didn’t have a condom.” Although, I certainly hadn’t put up a fight about it. “And on the back porch after we installed those privacy shades and in my office?—”

Katie clapped her hand over my mouth and laughed. “Okay, okay. I see your point.”

My tongue darted out to wet my lips as I popped the front clasp on her bra. A requirement I instituted early on in our relationship. “If you were expecting me to be the one to stop, I clearly haven’t done my job in convincing you just how fucking irresistible you are.” Her cheeks turned pink, and I loved that I could still make her blush with a compliment.

Cupping her tits, I brushed my thumbs over her taut nipples and smiled when she gasped and arched her back. “I’ll work on that, but for now, it seems like you need a refresher course on how babies are made.”

Several hours later, we lay naked and spent in our bed, recovering from two rounds of mind-blowing sex.

“I guess I’ll talk to my boss tomorrow about my two-week notice.”

Katie loved her job, but I knew she’d been looking forward to the day when we’d be working together. And fate had been on my side because it just so happened that I’d secured a project I knew she wouldn't be able to resist the same day we found out she was pregnant.

“I suppose I’ll have to wait until then to show you my plans for the renovation of the Kensington mansion.”

Katie popped up in bed and climbed over me, straddling my hips. “Are you serious?” she almost screeched.

I grinned and folded my hands behind my head. “Signed the papers before I left the office.”

She clapped, and her body wiggled with excitement, making me groan as my semi-hard cock swelled into a full-blown erection.

I managed to give her five minutes of gushing and spouting ideas for the project before my hunger took over. Not that she put up an argument when I dropped her on my cock and ordered her to ride me. She bounced on my dick and screamed my name until she was hoarse, and we collapsed in a sweaty heap.

“I think your ideas are brilliant,” I panted.

Her head popped up, and she rested her chin on my chest, giving me a cheeky grin. “Wow. If I’d known I could ride my way to the top, I’d have tried?—”

I growled and rolled her onto her back. “You’d better not be joking about sleeping with your current boss, Katie Ward.”

She giggled and shook her head. “You didn’t let me finish. I was going to say that I’d have tried working for you earlier.”

We both knew she’d been pushing my buttons, but I couldn’t help taking the bait. However, she loved it when I got jealous and possessive. Especially if it earned her a spanking.

“I love you more than anything, baby,” I whispered right before we drifted off to sleep. She was wrapped up in my arms, and I had one hand splayed over her still flat belly. “Thank you for making all of my dreams come true.”

“It’s only fair,” she said with a yawn. “Since you’ve done the same for me.”