Chapter 7
Kelly
I stretch my arms upward, feeling the soreness in my muscles from my yoga workout. Being pregnant has made it harder to keep up my usual exercise routine, but I’m determined to stay active and healthy for the baby.
As I change into some comfortable clothes, my mind wanders to the logistics of continuing my marketing degree while living in New York City. I can’t give up on my education, not when I’m so close to finishing. But the thought of juggling school, a new baby, and a new relationship with Mac is overwhelming.
I need to clear my head.
Pulling on a light jacket, I pop my laptop into my tote bag and step outside. The crisp air is fresh when compared to the heat of California, but honestly, it’s reviving.
As I pass by a cozy café, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee lures me inside. I order a decaf and find a secluded corner to sit and people-watch. The bustling energy of the café is calming. I smile as I get lost in the surrounding conversations.
My mind drifts to Mac, wondering how his practice is going. I miss him already, even though it’s only been a few hours since I last saw him.
Sipping my coffee, I pull out my laptop and start researching online degree programs. Surely, there must be a way for me to complete my studies remotely while living in New York.
I’m so engrossed in my research that I don’t even notice the time passing. It’s not until my coffee cup is empty that I realize I should probably head back.
Closing my laptop, I gather my things and step out into the fading afternoon light.
As I walk back to the apartment, my cell rings.
I answer the phone, my heart pounding. “Hello?”
“Kelly, it’s Piper. I’m so glad I caught you!”
“Hey, Pips. What’s up?” I try to sound casual. She’s still in a wedded bliss bubble. A bubble I’m not ready to burst.
“Nothing. I just wanted to catch up with you. The wedding was a blur, and then you disappeared before I left for the hotel. I just wanted to say that I’m sorry I never spent a lot of time with you.”
My heart sinks, and I have to resist the urge to blurt out the truth about her dad…about the baby. “Piper, I—” I start, but the words catch in my throat.
“When can you come back to New York?” she continues.
I bite my lip as I glance around, and know I’m about to lie to my best friend. “Soon,” I choke out.
“I don’t want to lose you just because I’m married and live on the east coast now.” There’s a tremor in her voice that tugs at my heartstrings.
“Me neither.” I swallow back the lump in my throat, hating myself for lying to her.
“Okay, well, I should probably get going. Connor’s taking me out for dinner after training.” She pauses, and I can hear the smile in her voice. “I’ll talk to you soon, okay?”
“Absolutely. Enjoy your dinner, Pips.” I force a smile, even though she can’t see it.
“Bye, Kel. Take care of yourself, okay?”
“I will and you too. Bye, Piper.” I end the call, my hand trembling slightly.
I stare at cars passing, my mind racing. How am I ever going to tell Piper the truth? The thought of losing her friendship is too much to bear.
But I can’t lose her dad either.
“Are you awake?” Mac asks the next morning.
“Yeah, just thinking about Piper. I hate that I lied to her yesterday.” I turn on the bed to see Mac staring at me. “But I dread her knowing, too.”
I snuggle into Mac’s warm body, feeling loved as he wraps his arms around me. “I know this is hard, and I’m going to give her a week before I talk to her. I don’t want to ruin her moment just yet,” he murmurs, gently running his fingers through my hair.
“I’m just so scared of losing Piper. She’s my best friend, and I don’t want to hurt her.” I look up at him, my eyes pleading.
Mac pulls me closer, his muscular arms offering comfort. “Hey, it’s going to be okay. We’ll tell her together if you’d prefer. I promise, everything is going to work out.”
I nod, feeling a little reassured by his words. “Okay.”
He places a tender kiss on my forehead. “That’s my girl. Now, I need to hop in the shower and get ready for work. Why don’t you have some breakfast?”
I smile and reluctantly disentangle myself from his embrace. “Sounds good. I’ll see you soon.”
As I walk to the kitchen, a sense of relief washes over me. I fill the kettle and open the refrigerator, get the milk, and pour some in a cup.
“Ugh!”
Lumps of milk float on the top.
After putting some bacon in the frying pan, I rush back to the bedroom to ask Mac to buy some milk. But as I reach the bedroom door, I pause.
“Kelly,” he calls.
“Yeah?”
But he doesn’t respond.
I stroll to the bathroom door, quietly pushing it open. There, with one hand resting on the shower wall, and the other hand stroking his cock, is Mac. Eyes closed, mouth open, and a look of pure bliss is on his face.
I should walk away, let him have this moment.
But I don’t.
I stand there, transfixed, as he pleasures himself, his movements slow and deliberate, and loving that he is calling my name.
Heat creeps up my cheeks, but I can’t tear my eyes away.
As if Mac can feel me watching, he glances over his shoulder and looks into my eyes. I expect him to be mortified that I caught him, but a sexy grin stretches across his face.
“Don’t stop,” I tell him, captured by hearing my name on his lips and by seeing his hand stroking over his massive cock as he imagined it was me.
His eyes are heavy lidded as he says, “Come and join me.”
The smell of bacon suddenly hits my nostrils and I rush away.
After turning off the heat to not burn down Mac’s home, I rush back to him. He’s now out of the shower and drying himself off.
“Sorry,” he says.
“Why?”
“I keep pushing you, and you’re not ready for us.”
“I’m ready, Mac. I want you. I want all of you.”
His normal light eyes are now dark with desire, and I know that he wants me just as much as I want him. His sexy grin returns as he reaches for my hand.
My heart races as Mac pulls me onto the bed. But when he kisses me deeply, his tongue exploring my mouth as his hands roam over my body, the heat between my legs tells me I’m so ready for him.
Mac breaks the kiss, trailing kisses down my neck to my chest. His fingers tease my nipples, and I arch my back, pressing myself closer to him.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispers huskily. “I’ve wanted you since the moment I saw you again.”
A shiver skates down my spine. I want him just as much as he wants me. There’s something about Mac that makes me feel alive.
His breath is hot against my skin as he moves lower, kissing a trail down my stomach and to the junction of my thighs.
I shiver with anticipation.
“Mac,” I breathe, arching my back as he begins to lick and suck my clit. My hips buck against his mouth, urging him onward.
I moan loudly as the desire expands inside me. My fingers gripping the sheets as I ride his tongue, completely and utterly lost in the moment.
When it finally subsides, Mac flips me onto my stomach and whispers, “I’m gonna come inside you.”
“Please,” I beg as his hands grip my hips, pulling me until I’m on my hands and knees.
And just as the crown of his cock pressed against my entrance, Mac whispers, “You’re mine.”
And I could come from those two words alone
Mac thrusts into me from behind.
His hands roam over my body as his dick slides in and out of me.
He tweaks my nipples and slaps the side of my thigh, sending shivers down my spine. I’m so lost in the enjoyment he’s giving me…in him.
“Oh, yes.”
His thrusts become more urgent, and there’s a stirring feeling in my stomach.
His hands are all over me, his breath hot against my neck as he whispers gruffly, “You’re so beautiful. And I want to fill you up with my cum.”
The words send instant shivers down my spine.
“Do it.” My hips buck against his, urging him to go faster. I’m getting so close.
“Oh, my god! Oh, Mac…Mac…” I call out as I climax hard.
“Oh, yes!” Mac groans deeply as he comes immediately after me. His cock pulses as he fills me with spurts of hot liquid.
I collapse onto my stomach, with Mac on top of me, kissing my cheek.
We lay there panting heavily for how many minutes? I don’t know. Finally, he kisses the back of my head and shimmies off of me.
“We have no milk,” I tell him as I pull on a tee-shirt.
Mac Laughs. “We'll make a grocery shop later.”
“Together?”
He wraps his arms around me. “Tell me you want me? Tell me you want this life with me, Kelly. That you want us and the baby—”
“The baby!” I hear to my right.
I spin at the same time as Mac, and see Piper standing in the doorway, her eyes wide with shock.
My heart races as I try to push Mac away, but he’s too strong. Piper watches us. Not only anger contorts her face, but a dash of disgust.
“Piper,” I whisper.
“I can’t believe you two would do this to me,” she says as she shakes her head and storms out of the room.