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  “I know his hang-ups about money, but it is due to that horrible Jessica he dated. He tried to buy her the moon and when he came short of it, she dumped him. He just doesn’t want to be in debt again.”

  “I know and he has a good financial plan for our little family.”

  “Family? I love the sound of that.”

  “He’s ready to marry me. We’re going to wait until the baby is one. But the baby’s last name will be Buchannan.”

  “Just Buchannan and not hyphenated with Hernandez?”

  “Just Buchannan,” I assure her.

  “I see something with you guys I didn’t with Jones, something Kai and I have. This passion, I guess you could say. So, tell me, how good is the sex?”

  “Jane, you sound like your sister,” I joke.

  “Oh, I just know the sex with me and Kai is out of this world, so when you have passion, it really adds to the heat, I guess you could say.”

  “I certainly will admit it is beyond good. Speaking of sisters, I could tell something was wrong when you walked in. How is Emma?”

  “Not good. This postpartum is really bad. They won’t leave her at home with Aspen. Mom thinks she needs help, professional help, but Tyler doesn’t see it. Nick is going to try to talk to him.”

  “I didn’t know it was that bad. I wish I could help.”

  “No one can, really. Hils and your mom are taking turns with her. You lucked out with both women as part of your life. They are the best.”

  “Right after Aspen was born was when I had the fall and no one was letting me do anything.”

  “Don’t do that to us ever again. I have never seen your brother so upset. He was about to hop on a plane to get to you.”

  “I certainly don’t plan on doing it again, you have my word,” I promise.

  Taking a bite of the steak, Jane says, “This is really good. Be lucky you have one who cooks.”

  33

  Rose

  I feel a release of all stress and the worries of the world fall to the wayside as we pull up to the lake. As the guys start to unpack, both Jane and I take one look off the deck, looking out on the large body of water. “This is absolutely beautiful,” she says as Kai comes behind her and kisses her all over the neck. I look for Brody because once I see that familiar love in front of me, I feel hollow.

  Brody comes outside around the same time my brother hoists Jane over his shoulder. She’s a tiny little thing, barely five feet, and I guess it doesn’t take much for my brother to lift her. “Hey, I need some time alone with this one.” Jane is laughing the whole way down the stairs to the bedrooms.

  “Take the second room on the right, the one on the left is all ours!” I cry out toward them. But I know it falls on deaf ears. “I told you, this is how they are.” I laugh.

  “That kind of love is what I have wanted,” Brody says, pulling me close to him. “And I have it with you. Want to go out and take in some sun and wait for your horny brother and sister-in-law to join us?”

  “I would love to. I suppose you packed my two-piece again?” I keep on buying more appropriate swimsuits for my protruding belly but they keep on going missing in action.

  He shoots me an incredibly handsome look, making my panties wet. “You know I did. You’re the sexiest woman on this planet.”

  “Can this sexy woman have a serious conversation with you for a moment?”

  “As long as you put that bikini on.” We barely make it to the room. My mission was to make some plans for this baby but between his sexy looks and my wetness, I don’t want to talk at all.

  He looks at me, confused, “Rose, I thought we were talking.”

  “That was the plan but I can’t help it. You’re mine. All mine.”

  “That, Toots, I am. But is this to get me to agree to what you want?” He pulls back with an I’m kidding grin, “Because I’m telling you, this is a great proposal.”

  “No, I want you to fuck me hard and quick,” I say and he pauses because he’s the one in charge in the bedroom, but with the flicker in his eyes, I assume he’s turned on. I continue, “You tell me and I will do whatever you want but it has to be a quick fuck—we can make love tonight.” When we first got together, even the first night, I was shocked by his dirty talk in the bedroom. I didn’t think I could ever quite talk like this. Brody’s shocked face tells it all.

  “I fucking love that I taught you this. You want a fast fuck? You got it, Toots.” No sooner has he unfastened his belt than his manhood comes to full attention. He rips my underwear, “I like you without underwear anyways.” He takes his fingers and delves one hand into my core and the other in my ass. I never was turned on by anal before him. He has shown me a new side of life. I can orgasm many times just by working both and is the most pleasure his hands can give. Now, his cock delivers on enjoyment that I can’t quite describe. It’s as if I see stars.

  As I climax hard, trying to hold my tongue, I feel him plunge into me, hard and fast, and it isn’t long before I see those stars that exist only with him. It’s just what I want.

  He snuggles in next to me and kisses my nose, bringing me into the crook of his long and lean body. “Toots, I’m not complaining, but I’m rocked right now. You can tell me you want a fuck anytime and I will make it happen.”

  I can’t tell him quite what came over me, but I wanted him like this, so raw and so real.

  As soon as we are content and past our high, Brody says, “Hit me with your best shot, there, Toots.”

  “I hate to ruin the mood.” He only gives me a small grunt which I have found with him is code for continue. “Okay, don’t get mad at me, but I think we are ready financially to go get you a car. We can look for something around twelve thousand, get you a nice car or SUV maybe.”

  I’m waiting for an argument and ready for the backlash. The only thing he hates more than talking about money is the subject of Jones. But he pulls me over to him in order to be face to face.

  “Okay, on one stipulation.”

  “All right, we can go as low as ten thousand, I guess,” I say, knowing price is an issue.

  He takes his hands and gently runs them through my dark hair. “Oh, Toots, it’s not that. If we get me a car, you go pick out all the baby’s items. Of course, I’ll be there with you, but I want you to decide.”

  “Really?” Brody and I never out and out fought about when we would go register for this baby but it is seriously the last place in the world he wants to be.

  “Yes, you deserve to get what you want for our baby.”

  “Next weekend?” I ask, then look at him seriously. “Wait, you don’t have cancer, do you?”

  He releases this low belly chuckle and grabs my hand, “No, but you have been patient with me. I think we’re in a good place now. And I accept you the way you are, which I find sexy.”

  “You find everything about me sexy,” I say as I roll over to sit on the bed. As he stands, he fumbles for something in my suitcase.

  “Especially when you put this on,” he says, dangling that ridiculously small two-piece of mine in his hands.

  Jane and Kai beat us to the deck and as I walk out, Jane gasps.

  “Rose, you look amazing in that! Good for you donning a two-piece.”

  I only say, “I really didn’t have a choice, someone took all my other swimsuits out of my dresser and replaced them with this.”

  Kai snickers at me and gives Brody a fist bump. What are they, like ten? “A man after my own heart.” Handing Kai a beer, Brody takes a chair and makes sure I’m comfortable before sitting as close to me as possible in the one next to me.

  “I’m telling you, Toots, you’re sexy in this, but if we’re being technical, you’re sexy in nothing, too,” Brody said.

  “Toots?” Jane asked.

  “That is his term of endearment for me.”

  “That is too cute,” Jane says. “You two are so damn adorable together.” Looking at Kai, she continues, “Almost as cute as we are. See, I was fucking right. Was
n’t I?” she asks, looking at Brody and me.

  “Yes, Jane, you were fucking right,” Brody admits, pulling me onto his lap.

  From the side deck, I hear the loud voice of a familiar person. “I’m here now so the party can fucking start!” It’s my mom, she continues, “Where is my boy?”

  Kai walks around toward her, embracing her. “Hey, Mom, I sure have missed you.”

  “You look good, son, marriage agrees with you. Where is that wife of yours?”

  “I was getting this for you,” Jane says, handing her a glass of wine. “How are you doing, Justine?”

  “Oh, child, you know me too well,” she says, taking in the big glass of wine in her hands.

  “Is Nick bringing your luggage in, Mom? I’ll go help him,” Kai offers as Brody stands to assist.

  I attempt to stand up to hug her but she waves me off. “No, no, I will come to you,” she says but in a split second I see the same semblance of fear in her eyes that I saw that night I fell down the stairs. “No, sweetheart. He wasn’t able to come up with me tonight. Hopefully, he will be here in the morning.”

  “Emma?” Jane asks.

  My mom sits down at the table where we all gather and she sets down her glass of wine. This I know is serious. “Ems has taken a turn for the worse. They are fearful for her—Tyler, Annette and Nick. They have found a place to take her, a treatment facility dealing with postpartum depression. Annette is heading back to Sacramento next week and Tyler’s parents will watch Aspen while he’s at work.”

  Kai tenderly wraps an arm of comfort around his wife who is crying while my mom continues. “I really think Tyler saw the danger of what could happen.” Immediately, the mood changes within our group and mom’s words hit us all like a punch in the gut.

  There is really nothing else to say as we stare at one another in awkward silence, until Jane stands up and quietly retreats down the hallway to their bedroom, Kai following her. “Toots, I know what you’re thinking.”

  “How is it that someone who has wanted a baby for so long has to go through this? What does it mean for me? I haven’t wanted a baby like Emma, not for as long as she did. How do I stand a chance against postpartum depression?”

  “You can’t compare you two. Anyway, Annette had it with the twins and Emma. I didn’t have it, if that makes you feel better. I don’t want you to read too much into it.”

  I’m not sure if it makes me feel better but I try to accept what my mom tells me, as I lean into Brody for reassurance. In his arms, I feel everything will be okay.

  Later on, while we were on the deck, my mom asks, “What can we order for dinner? Nick was planning this feast fit for a king. But now, I’ll just order something.”

  Brody pops his head up, “I’m the domestic king. We stopped and got some salmon and I’m making a veggie pasta and bread. Hope that sounds all right to you, Justine.”

  “Sounds perfect, even Nick would be impressed.”

  “It won’t take long to cook, so I’ll wait for Jane and Kai to get back from their walk.”

  My mom catches my glance as I pull Brody close to me on the porch swing. I never tire of feeling his body heat next to me, even if I’m hot.

  My mom smiles my way as if we are reading each other’s mind. “Oh, good, I tell you my boy loves his girl. Knowing Jane, she probably wanted to go by herself and Kai wouldn’t let her.”

  “That’s exactly what he said, Justine. I always knew, ever since the first time I met her, on our blind date,” Brody says as both my mom and I whip our faces around to him.

  My mom then spits out her wine and my mouth falls wide open. “What?” I ask dumbfounded.

  “I told you, I’m sure I did,” Brody declares.

  My huge eyes must be saucers at this point as I lean back, unlacing our hands and say word by word, “No. I. Think. I’d. Remember. You. Dating. My. Sister. In. Law!”

  Brody’s eyes show an amusement at my jealousy in this second. “That is not what I said.”

  “Well, fill us in then, Mr. Buchannan,” my mom teases, since I know she’s nosier than I’m, and that’s saying a lot.

  “Rose, I know I told you. I had a friend who had this really cool lab partner he wanted to set me up with. She was single but had just broken up with her boyfriend and was interested in dating again.”

  “Is this when Kai and Jane broke up their junior year, for about two seconds?” my mom asks, though it was more like a month, but their issues were resolved quickly and they never looked back after their little bump in the road.

  “Yes, but I’m sure it was longer than just a couple of seconds,” Brody jokes with my mother. “Anyway, we order dinner and she starts crying, profusely apologizing when she says breaking up with her boyfriend was a mistake. Being on a date with me made her realize she still loved Kai.”

  “Well, what did you do?”

  “The only thing I could think of. I asked her to give me his address and I would take her over to his house right then. If she loved him the way I thought she did, she needed to be with him. Anyway, I dropped her off. I told her I would give her fifteen minutes and if she didn’t come out, I knew things had worked out.”

  My jealousy is gone and all I have for this man next to me is adoration. I lovingly squeeze his knee and kiss his cheek. “Ah, you’re so sweet.”

  “Ah, but the story isn’t over,” he says. “I was leaving class one day and this guy, I didn’t know approaches me. He introduces himself to me as the boyfriend of Jane, wanting to thank me for being a decent guy to her. He said most men would’ve tried to take advantage of her. After everything, we all became friends and when I started working with Jane, that’s when she tried to set me up with you. So, I guess being a decent guy got me to the position of meeting you, Toots.”

  My mother hasn’t said a word, which is ironic. She always has something to say. Finally, with a small tear trailing down my face, I break the silence as a tear falls from her face as well. “Ah, Brody, you brought my mom to tears. Thanks for being a decent guy, too. I don’t know where my brother would be without Jane.”

  My mom finally says something, “Brody, the more time I spend with you, the more I like you, kid.”

  “Thanks, Justine, you, too. I’m not as scared of you as I was once.”

  “Really? That’s kind of discouraging,” my mom says.

  Brody makes it into bed before I do. I stand near the door as I shut it to undress. Sitting against a large pillow, he’s engrossed in his latest book; I have my arm against one door and the other on my hip with nothing on. I only have to clear my throat and he straightens, kicking the covers off and making a beeline toward me.

  “Did I tell you to get undressed?” Which is more of a joke because he loves when I initiate sex as long as I let him take over the second his fool self realizes I’m trying to seduce him. “But I won’t complain,” he says, pulling my arms toward him, spinning me around and pushing me gently against the wall. He snakes his fingers down the front of my body, stopping on my even fuller breasts, thanks to the baby.

  He assaults my neck, trailing kisses down toward my back and continuing until he reaches my ass. He’s now on his knees as one hand is massaging my butt cheek and the other is working my core. I moan as he says, “Hands above your head, Toots.” He’s so bossy and I love it.

  I place my hands up and I’m not as close to the wall as I could be with this belly of mine, yet I’m in a so deep a state of arousal that I don’t care if I’m a bit uncomfortable. “I fucking love you like this,” he says, now working what feels like three digits in my hole but that doesn’t faze me because the friction causes a bone-shattering orgasm that makes me call out his name. In a house with his parents, that may make me blush but with the other horny individuals in the lake house right now, I don’t fucking care.

  He stands up, leaving my core empty but my hole is full of his fingers as he works me gently. Trailing back up my body, he whispers, almost barely audible, “You have your choice, Toots, do I fuck
your ass or your pussy?”

  Brody is so reserved but when he’s worked up sexually, he says things to me that will catch my breath and cause a shiver in me that makes me want him immediately. Since he has introduced me to the world of hot anal sex, I’m hooked. “You know what I like,” is all I seductively whisper over my shoulder to him.

  “Stay put, Toots. Don’t move an inch,” he says as he breaks away and I instantly feel the absence of his body heat. The second he closes in on me, I hear a bottle opening and I know what comes next. However, I feel something wrap around my head and I realize it is a scarf. He’s covering my eyes. How fucking hot! In one movement, I feel him surge into me, gently. The second he’s all the way in; he works me and works me hard, yet I’m begging for it.

  I feel my core again. He told me I would rarely climax at anal, though every time we do, it just gets better and better. As he screams my name—apparently, he’s not embarrassed around my family—my core clenches and I scream out, too. In a split second, his arms are wrapped around me, holding me upright as exhaustion now plagues me after those mind-numbing orgasms. He gently leads me to the bed.

  The one thing I love about sex with Brody, besides the fucking sensations that my body has never felt, is the aftercare he shows me. I was surprised he used this word because in every romance book I have read, aftercare normally is something a Dom gives his sub after a scene. He’s surely not my Dom and I will never be anyone’s sub. I have a little too much of my mom in me for that. Yet, I let him take charge.

  He once told me that regardless of our degree of intimacy, he always wants to care for me. He added that I’m the only one that has been dear enough to him to trust with this.

  I hear him ascend from the en suite with a hot washcloth and a bottle of water. Due to the fact that I can’t lay on my stomach, he turns me on my side and starts cleaning me up. I can’t think of anything other than falling asleep but I know him well enough that I’m not surprised when he says, “Tomorrow, I’m placing you in the tub and will wash you.”