Zane When I waltzed into the kitchen earlier, I had no clue that my fantastic morning was about to head straight into the pits of hell. I'm cooking lunch for Shirley. She fell back asleep after breakfast. And Dela and Lionel aren't here. I mind my own business flipping meat for the mother of my child, and that's when it happens. Shirley strolls into the kitchen, rubbing sleep from her eyes while wearing one of my oversized jerseys. Even pregnant, the thing looks like a damn blanket on her. Cute. "Oh, steaks for lunch?" Without looking away from the frying pan, I smile. "You know it." "Awesome," she strokes her hand over my back. "I feel terrible just getting everything handed to me. You're spoiling me." "I am, but I don't mind." "You're precious." Shirley takes a seat by the table and flips through her phone. I hand her a glass of juice and the food. The mood is light and fun, and that's when everything changes. Suddenly my five sister bust into the kitchen out of nowhere
Shirley "I want some of these..." I pick up a package with lemon muffins and throw it into the cart. My stomach rumbles, approving of the cravings already, and Zane laughs at me. "Is the monster satisfied?" I blow a raspberry, and Zane throws his head back, but he doesn't allow himself to give a full belly laugh. Regardless, his lips strain, and his beautiful laugh lines show. I'm mesmerized. Little bubbles of joy float in my chest. Zane makes me happy. Especially when he said he would take me to the store. He has to wear a baseball cap to keep a low profile, though. "Thank you for taking me here. I've had cravings all day," my eyes go to the cart filled with sweet things, but there are also vegetables. It's the only snack Zane allows himself to eat. "Aw, no problem," Zane messes up my hair with his big hand. "I needed to get some dip and veggies myself." "It hardly counts as snacks, though." He grins and lifts his shirt to reveal his bronzed, beautiful abs. They stare me
ShirleyI'm spying on Zane as he works out. He likes going to the gym, but today he is bench pressing at home. We have equipment in our basement, and I'm peeking from the corner. Sooner or later, Zane might notice me, but that doesn't matter. I'm down here because I need a release. My hormones are driving me insane, and now, as I stare at his sleek, total daddy body, I can feel pulsations between my legs. I need sex. Without it, I'm going to die. So I do what any warm-blooded woman would do in my situation and strip naked. My clothes land in a heap by my feet, and I even remove my bra. In my opinion, my big mama appearance isn't sexy, but I know how much Zane loves my breasts. The areolas seem darker, and my size has gone from average to huge. I feel like a sexual creature, even with my stretch marks, and walk over to a panting Zane with confident strides. He has put down the weights, and at least one set is finished."Hello there," I say while standing over his shirtless body. Th
Zane"I'm so happy," Shirley says while on the couch that we finally got down to buying after many buts and what ifs. "It's a girl! Can you believe it? We are going to have a daughter!"I brush her hair while she sits with her back turned against me and smile at her excitement. I'm beyond the moon myself, but something about seeing the love of my life happy is priceless. I lean closer to her, lips brushing against her ear. It prompts a shudder out of her, and it grows worse when I whisper. "It's one of many. I want us to at least have five."She snorts. "Five!?"I shrug, still smiling. "How many do you want?"Her eyes meet mine over her shoulder. She is gorgeous with her little dimples, and my heart burns with yearning. I want to hold her. Kiss her. Make love to her. I'm so smitten by her. Grabbed by the balls and not even able to think of anyone else. Fuck, I want a future with Shirley so severely. "Let's see after we have gotten used to the first one. We can talk about how many
Zane This is a surprise... I expected to find Dela behind the door, but she didn't come here alone. Lionel and Maddox are with her. It makes me freeze because while I can understand Lionel being here, I never thought they would bring Maddox with them. "Hello," Dela smiles up at me. "You have coffee and cakes for three people, right?" "Yeah, I'm just..." I lift my eyebrows at Maddox. "No offense, but seeing you without your sons or wife is odd." He lifts his eyes to meet mine, and I notice the rings underneath them for the first time. The guy is frowning, but I can tell something is haunting him. The look he gives me, it makes me shudder. "What's up?" Maddox sighs before muttering. "I will tell you after I've had some coffee and cake to calm myself down..." I step aside to let them all inside. "Be my guests." All three guests enter my home, but Maddox doesn't immediately sit down inside the kitchen. He steps in his tracks once he sees Shirley, and I'm close to hissing when
ZaneAlone at home with Shirley last, yet I can't relax. I just cleaned up the kitchen, but my body is on autopilot while my head is working.I have to make Shirley my wife. My body, mind, and soul want her to be entirely mine. I must ring it, but I haven't figured out the best way to propose. Should I wait until Christmas Eve or New Year's Eve?And if she says yes, then what about our honeymoon?The football season doesn't end until January, and she can't get on a plane next month because of her pregnancy. Most of all, I had wanted to take her somewhere nice. I want to spoil Shirley and make her happy. For some reason, her sister was always the favorite, while Shirley minded her own business. So I want to be the one that finally takes care of her.Should I take her to Hawaii?No, Shirley probably doesn't want that. She likes the safety of having her own toilet now that she visits the bathroom frequently. So maybe I should arrange a luxurious dinner at home?"What are you looking at?
Shirley I'm dabbing makeup on my eyelids when I receive a text message. My eyes land on my phone sitting on the toilet lid, and my eyebrows shoot into my hairline when I see it's from Gina. What the heck does she want now? Curious, I slide my fingers over the screen. Gina: So I've been thinking... I want to apologize for how I behaved the last time we saw each other in person. If you would let me... This isn't easy for me, Shirley. I'm sure it's not for you either. But I'm going to become an aunt, so... Could we talk? My heartbeats are erratic. Truthfully, I do miss my sister. She might be superficial, but she is family. And... If Gina is apologizing for something, then wow. She has never done that before. This is character growth, so maybe I should hear her out? Losing your ex-husband to your sister can't be easy either. I understand her anger and frustration. I do, but... Can Gina get over what happened, or will she hold a grudge? Me: You won't try to slash me for being with y
Shirley I know this is wrong. If anyone catches us, then—no, no one will figure out what is happening because we aren't doing it! "Zane!" I hiss as I'm dragged through a crowd of drunk people. Zane is holding my hand, leading me toward the restrooms. Without looking at me, he murmurs. "Yes, darling?" I glare his way while we are walking. "We can't do it. Not here." "Why not?" Zane doesn't sound bothered by my inner panic. He keeps leading me like a man on a mission. "This restaurant is newly opened, and it's so luxurious. I bet they clean the restrooms plenty of times. You got nothing to worry about." A shudder sweeps through me. "But we can't do it—" I'm interrupted by Zane pulling me inside one of the restrooms and locking the door behind him. The room is elegant and dark, too fancy to be a restroom. Large too. There are golden lamps that are dimly lit. There is a sound of a fountain installed against the wall. It smells fresh, and there is a couch outside the stalls and pl