All Chapters of More Than Just Her Stepfather: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

NaomiWhen my last class was over for the day, I jogged back to my car, tossing my bag in before speeding out of the parking lot. I hoped that what I had to say wouldn’t hurt Becky’s feelings, because that wasn’t my intention. I loved her more than anything, and I didn’t want to make her grow up faster than she should be, but I really needed Rip to understand why I needed what I needed. When I pulled up to pick Becky up, she started bouncing up and down, waving to me excitedly until the teacher who was walking the students to their parents’ cars began to lead her over to me. The minute she got in, she leaned into the front seat to hug me tightly.“Mommy, you’re here! Are you feeling better?” she asked.“I am, sweetheart, but I wanted to talk to you about something. Would you like to talk over some Starbucks?”She nodded as she belted herself in. “Okay, I’m ready.”“Great job! Let’s go.”While I drove to Starbucks, I listened to her talk about her day. It made my heart happy to hear ho

RipTwo hours later, I walked out of the bathroom with nothing more than a towel wrapped around my waist, and a toothbrush hanging out of my mouth. As I walked over to the bed, Naomi groaned as she pulled the covers up over her head, which made me chuckle. I tugged on the blanket, laughing when she grumbled.“No! You stay out there! This is a no dick zone!”I burst out laughing as I flipped the blanket up off her feet to grab her ankle and pull her toward the edge of the bed. “Isn’t this what you wanted? I can always go back to my dick being a no pussy zone!”She immediately yanked the blankets off her face. “I fucking dare you!”I raised an eyebrow at her. “Weren’t you just hiding from it?”“Not hiding per se. Maybe just slow down a little?” she requested.“Okay. I’ll give you until bedtime to recover before I make love to you again,” I told her, loving the way her eyes lit up.She threw a pillow at me, and I caught it before launching it back at her.“You seem to be extra randy this

NaomiWhen we got into the car, I climbed into the backseat with Becky, putting my arm around her as Rip drove us to the school grounds, while they chatted eagerly about the fair. I tried to ignore their conversation. I didn’t want to hear how excited she was about the adoption fair, nor did I want to listen to Rip encouraging her. My heart was already in my throat and I was barely holding it together. I knew that it wouldn’t take much to completely shatter the very frail grasp I had on my emotions. All too soon we were pulling up in front of the school, and my arm tightened around Becky, making her look up at me.“Are you okay, Mommy?” she asked innocently.I gave her a bright smile as I nodded. “Yes, sweetie. Are you ready?”She nodded. “Yes. I can’t wait.”“Well then, let’s not keep your audience waiting!” I told her.“Yay!”I climbed out before holding my hand out to her. She took it, smiling at me. I tried to swallow the lump that lodged itself in my throat as we followed Rip int

NaomiMy eyes fluttered open when a tiny figure shifted beside me. I instantly smiled when I saw Becky curled up in front of me with the blankets tucked in around her. Lying on her other side, facing us, was Rip, who was wrapped up in another blanket. My heart swelled at the image they made. I could tell that both of them were happier than they were the day before. Gone were the worry lines that had been around Rip’s eyes and mouth, as well as the tense, anxious look that had been etched into Becky’s face over the last week. I was more relaxed, too. I had been initially upset when Rip admitted to purposely messing with my emotions, but the moment he said that he was only trying to get me to realize that I was ready to not only be his wife, but also Becky’s mother, I had forgiven him.After watching them for a few moments, I carefully rolled over to get my phone and take a picture of them, cursing under my breath when the shutter sounded. I clicked on the picture before sighing happily

An hour later, I was pulling up in front of the courthouse. I had stopped by the house for a quick shower, putting my gorgeous white gown on. I had been ecstatic when Tom had shown me the simple satin gown with white pearl accents on the bodice. It was a strapless A-line gown with the slightest ruching at the bottom. I got out, nervously running my hands down my body as I worried once again if Rip would like the gown as much as I did. It was a different style from what I normally wore. I didn’t usually go for super feminine looks, but this gown was nothing but feminine. I glanced at Tom, who had pulled up next to me and hurried to my side.“What’s wrong, Omi?” he asked worriedly.“Do you really think that he’s going to like the dress?” I inquired.“Absolutely! He would love anything you chose to wear. He wouldn’t care if you married him in a plastic garbage bag as long as you became his wife,” he reassured me before glancing at me. “I’m glad it was the dress you were worried about and