Chapter 191 Forever with you - Miguel POV
I lean against the wall and watch Madison and Simon laughing over something while they're preparing dinner in our kitchen. T.J. and I decided that they will stay here while we don't know if Robert's death was of natural causes or not. Nobody knows I have this house except for her family, not even my parents know. The less people who knows, the better.
Seeing her so carefree in the kitchen is something I could only dream of when I just enlisted in the Navy, and all the other guys were talking about their girlfriends. She's the only one I've ever wanted, and soon I will ask her to have forever with me.
I don't want to plan anything spectacular, Ben already spoiled that for both of us, and I don't think she wants a reminder of her engagement to him. No, I want to do something simple, for just the two of us. Three, if you count the little kicker in her stomach.
"Have you heard anything from your father?" T.J. breaks my thoughts, holding out a beer for me and I follow him outside to the little garden.
'No." I shake my head, taking a sip of the drink. "It's just still so hard to wrap my head around, you know? Samuel? He was loyal to my father to a t, I don't see a reason why he would want me dead."
"Poeople's motives are sometimes crazy." He rubs his eyes. "I just wish this would all be over, you know. I would like to walk the streets with my boyfriend without having to worry that someone wants to kill him or the paparazzi trying to get a fucking picture."
"Tell me about it." It pains me that I haven't even been to one doctor's visit with Madison. The press is going to have a field day, the specualtions of who the father is, is already running rampant. I hate that they think it's the model, but I'm letting it fly until I know for certain she's safe and sound.
Despite everything going on, Samuel in the back of my mind, and thinking what he's revealing in those damn journals, we have a good time during dinner. I stroke the back of Madiosn's hand, thinking how different our lives are going to be soon. We will be cleaning baby spit-up and changing diapers. I can't wait to start that journey with her.
"Do you want to go back to the company after you have the baby?" I ask her when we're lying in bed later that night. She is wearing one of my T-shirts, and I pushed it up so that I can see her protruding stomach, drawing circles around her navel.
"I don't want to quit dancing while I'm still in my prime." There is hesitation in her voice, and I look up to see her face. "I'm going to have to travel sometimes, you know that. I thought we could get a live-in nanny or something maybe? I know my parents won't mind helping."
I kiss her stomach tenderly. "I don't want you to quit dancing either. Besides, I don't think I like the whole law thing anyway, so maybe I will become a stay at home father."
"You would be bored out of your mind." She laughs, making her stomach shake adorably.
"I read that it takes a lot of work to look after a baby." I smile up at her. "Plus, you could give me more to keep me busy."
"No can do." She smiles. "Nobody is going to give me a job if I keep on being pregnant, you know."
"True." I resume stroking her stomach. She has no idea how beautiful she is carrying my baby. I want her to look like this all the time, but I don't want to stand between her and her dreams, not when dancing is one of the things I find so beautiful about her.
I crawl over her and she opens her legs so I can lie in-between them. "Maybe I will buy into T.J.'s company, see what he says. That's definitely more my speed."
"I think that's a good idea." She says before pulling my head down to hers and kissing me slow,, her tongue teasing mine.
I know exactly what she wants, so I reach between us and pull her panties to the side, finding her already wet for me.
"You want to get fucked?" I whisper against her lips, my finger teasing her entrace and she swivels her hips, seeking more.
"Yes, please." Her feet tries to toe my boxers off, so I decide to help her by getting it off quickly and dragging her panties over ass and down her legs. I sink slowly into her warmth, my eyes rolling to the back of my head, still not used to the sensation of being buried in her tight heat. I love how she clutches my back, her nails leaving indents as I drag my hard cock through her folds. When will I ever have enough? The answer is never. I want to die inside her, fuck her until I'm old and grey, put so many babies inside her that she will never be able to even think of another man.
I sound like a caveman in my head, but I want her bred from my seed all the time.
She shivers when she comes, and I follow soon after, holding her tight in my arms until she falls asleep, my sperm dripping out of her. I smear it onto her skin, marking her even in her sleep.
I naturally wake up very early in the monring form being in the Navy for years, and I wait patiently for her to follow. She smiles when she opens her eyes and finds me looking at her.
"Were you watching me sleep?" She asks groggily, snuggling deeper into me.
"I always watch you sleep." I smile, studying her, waiting for her to notice.
"I have to pee." She murmurs. "Your child is kicking my bladder."
"Can I carry you?"
"No." she rolls her eyes at me and gets up, my eyes follwing her into the bathroom.
I get up too, waiting for the moment she realizes. I hear the toilet flushing, and the tap opening, and then quickly closing.
'Miguel?" She asks from inside, and I take that as my cue. Her eyes meet mine in the mirror. "Miguel, what is this?"
I pick her up an put her on top of the vanity, watching as she looks at the ring on her left finger in both awe and surprise.
"I want you to be mine forever." I whisper against her lips. "I want to wake up to you every single day, and see you smile just like you did this morning. You are eveything to me, and I wnat to make it official. I know the world can't know about me and you yet, but I don't really care about the world. I only care about you."
Tears glisten in her eyes as she looks from the emerald ring like her eyes to me.
"Say yes to forever." I whisper.
She smiles. "Yes."