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  “It was him.”

  “I know, baby.” I heard the screeching tires come back in reverse. I freaked, but Liam jumped up from the ground and took aim at the car. That was when a round of gunfire opened up. I screamed, but it all ended in a flash with a loud bang.

  “It’s okay, baby. It’s over,” Liam said, pulling me up in his arms. I could see just beyond him and saw my dad and Hank running to Killian’s car, which had crashed into a parked car. I didn’t know if he was alive, but I secretly hoped he was dead. Hank and dad started toward us. Hank gave a throat slicing gesture. Killian was dead. I closed my eyes and hugged Liam tighter.

  Nora ran out of her café, freaking out.

  “Joe. Please tell me you’re okay.” She ran passed us and ran into my dad’s arms. “I called the cops,” she cried.

  “I’m fine, Nora,” my dad said, holding her close and showing just how amazing they were together. I wondered if she told him the news yet. I hadn’t told Liam our news.

  Chapter 18

  Liam

  Later that night, I held Katrina in my arms until she could relax and finally go to sleep. I worried that he had scarred her emotionally beyond repair.

  The following morning, she woke up clinging to me. “Kat, baby. Are you feeling alright?”

  “I feel better now that he’s no longer a threat. I just want to hug my hero.” I knew she was still shaken up, but I didn’t mind holding her.

  “I like that.”

  “Aren’t you supposed to be getting ready for work?”

  “Nope. I’m staying home with you today.” I saw the look of suspicion in her eyes. “Don’t argue with me. I’m bruised up and want to rest holding my wife.”

  “Oh no. Do you need to go to the doctor?”

  “No, baby. I just have the one bruise from landing. So what do you want to do today?”

  “Well, since you’re aching I guess swimming is out of the question.” She made and awkward face all the sudden and pushed herself out of my arms and rushed into the bathroom. That was when I heard her vomiting.

  I closed my eyes with a smile as I understood what that meant. My assistant was three months pregnant and ran to the bathroom at least once during the day. At first I was shocked and wanted her to take time off, but she explained it to me. So now I knew, Kat and I were going to have a baby.

  “Shit,” I spouted to myself, jumping out of my bed. I’d been so busy daydreaming about our baby that I didn’t go to her side. She probably thought I was being a fucking douche. Kat opened the door and crashed right into my bare chest. Fuck, she had just been vomiting and all I could think about was slamming into her and celebrating that we made a baby.

  “I’m sorry, Kitty Kat. Are you alright?”

  “I’m fine. Excuse me,” she muttered dismissively, clearly pissed.

  “No. I’m sorry that I didn’t get up fast enough. I should have been holding your hair, but like a silly motherfucking fool, all I was thinking about is that we were having a baby.”

  “You know?”

  “Beth’s pregnant,” I replied, but from the look on her face I had more explaining to do.

  “Your assistant? How come I never met her?” I heard tinge of jealousy and suspicion in her voice.

  “She was sick during our wedding and she took a vacation with her husband Kevin, who you didn’t meet while you sat prettily in my office. Anyways, I’ve seen her run from the room vomiting her brains out. Beth would be mid-sentence before making a dash for the bathroom.”

  “Oh. Well, yes I just found out. I was going to tell you after dinner, but with everything that happened I kind of let it slip my mind.”

  “That I can understand. How are you feeling?” I asked, hugging her close.

  “I’m really okay and strangely hungry,” she said, twisting her lips and rubbing her belly.

  “Okay, my love. Let’s get you something to eat. Anything in particular?”

  “A cheeseburger?” she replied like it was a guilty choice.

  “Okay, let’s get dressed and go get a burger.”

  We got ready and half an hour later we were on our way to Denny’s. She had to make a bathroom stop, so I got us a table and water for both of us. “Can we have some crackers?”

  “Sure, sir. Would you like some coffee?”

  “Not yet. Thanks.” The waitress was smiling at me when Katrina sat down in the booth. The look she gave our server was deadly.

  The server gulped. “Miss, would you like some coffee?”

  “Um, no. My husband knocked me up, so coffee’s off the table from now on.”

  “Do you need a minute?”

  “Yes, please,” I said, giving my wife a look before lifting the menu. The instant the waitress went back to her other tables.

  “Subtle, Kat. Very subtle. She was just being nice. It’s her job to smile. Nothing about her said she was flirting with me.”

  “She’s pretty,” she grumbled under her breath.

  “Your point?” I got it. She was jealous like I’d ever given her a reason.

  “I’m a mess and sick every two minutes.”

  “Kat, when you slammed into my chest this morning all I could think about was fucking you and celebrating. You had just been sick and all I wanted to do is rut my cock into your depths and mark my territory. You make me territorial, jealous, and insane with lust every damn day. No woman even catches my eye.”

  “Sorry, I just don’t feel like myself.”

  “Well it’s not just yourself anymore. My little boy or girl is growing inside you. So you’re going to be the mother of my children. Fuck, I want to dance on the table. In fact,” I stopped mid-sentence and started to get out of my seat and jump onto the bench of our booth.

  She reached over trying to stop me. “Stop it, Liam! You’re embarrassing me. Please don’t.” I chuckled and sat back down. “You’re an idiot.”

  “I’m just happy as fuck.” I leaned across the table, and pulled her face close to mine, then kissed my sweet wife. “I love you, Kat. Never forget it.”

  Epilogue

  Liam

  I watched her bend over the dishwasher and I stared at that round ass thinking about all the fucked up things I’d like to do to her. Tossing my keys on the table, she nearly jumped from her skin and turned to me; her big tits bouncing nicely. It was like a special greeting. They were even nice and hard.

  “Oh my, you scared me,” she said, pressing her hand to her chest.

  “What’s up? Why are you so jumpy?”

  “You’re going to be mad.”

  I walked up to her, wrapping on arm around her waist and pulling her up to my hard body. Her belly was pressed against my cock that was throbbing to be in her. Tilting her chin, I asked, “Why would I be mad? Did Liam do something bad again?” Our son was a handful, but he was a boy so we expected it. He was already two, and we were hoping to have another in the near future. I wanted to practice right now, but first I had to deal with the problem.

  “No. It was me this time. I accidentally put something that wasn’t dishwasher safe in the dishwasher.”

  “That’s it?”

  “That’s it?! It’s a big deal, I ruined it. It started overflowing because the melted plastic blocked the spot the water drains.” She was really upset about it. I didn’t care. What I wanted was my wife on any possible surface. I missed the fuck out of her and it had been a long day.

  “It can be fixed. I’ll talk to my appliance supplier about it after dinner, but all I want to do at the moment is find out what’s on the menu tonight.”

  “I didn’t get to start…” she started to say, but I cut her off, crushing her lips with mine.

  “I’m not talking about food, Kitty Kat. I want to know what I get to taste tonight.”

  “Well that’s up to you,” she replied with a provocative stare. She was going to get nailed to the dishwasher.

  “Where’s our son?” I asked before grinding myself into her and nipping at her skin.

 
“With dad,” she answered distractedly while I kissed her neck.

  “Good, that means I have you all to myself,” I growled into her cleavage. My eyes looked up at hers with intent as I ran my hand up her thigh. She moaned and tossed her head back with her elbows on the kitchen counter. I slipped her draw string shorts to the side and ran the tip of my fingers against her pussy lips. She quivered with need.

  “Liam,” she moaned out, her hands gripping my hair. With my other hand, I yanked down her tank top and bra. Her nipples peaked on the spot. My tongue brushed against her soft, fleshy skin. I sucked on her breast while my fingers entered her pussy. She soaked my hand when I sucked her tit hard. I pressed my thumb rigidly on her clit, sending my wife spiraling into an eardrum shattering orgasm.

  The moment I rung the last of her pleasure, I pulled down her shorts and panties. I dropped my pants and boxers. “Turn around and grip the sink.”

  She did as I asked, shaking her ass at me. My hand gripped her round ass and pulled it into my groin. I ground my cock against her ass, letting my pre-cum drip in between her cheeks. I took the dribbles and rubbed it against her asshole. It had been a long time since I took her there. Maybe tonight.

  I ran my cock up and down her slit, wetting my cock with her juices before sinking into her depths.

  “Ah, Liam. Yes,” she hissed as my cock stretched her out.

  “Hold tight, baby,” I warned, thrusting harder than normal into her swollen pussy. Reaching around, I grabbed her mound and pressed down on her ball of sensation. Her sweet heat pulsed around my cock, squeezing it hard every time I rocked deeper into her.

  Every time she called out my name, my cock would throb.

  “Kat, babe. I love you. Come for me.”

  “I’m coming,” she cried out.

  I came, emptying my entire load in her. I hoped I knocked her up again. We’d gotten off the pill about two months ago, and I’d been fucking her every chance I got and on every damn surface.

  “Fuck, Kat. I want you again.”

  “Let’s go upstairs,” she panted.

  “Give me a minute and let me call my contact for the dishwasher. I don’t want to forget.”

  “I am sorry about it. I think it’s the baby brain,” she said with a shrug as a slow smile erupted on her face. Baby brain! She said baby brain.

  “You’re pregnant?” I asked excitedly.

  “Yep, your fellas work quick.”

  I picked her up and threw her over my shoulders, running her upstairs. I couldn’t wait; I had to play with her belly.

  “Stop it, Liam,” she said with a laugh.

  “Never,” I roared playfully before sliding her down the front of my body as we reached our bedroom door. “Fuck, I’m fucking ecstatic.”

  “Me, too, but how about a shower and then you take me out to dinner.”

  “Oh, so that was why your dad has the monster.”

  “Yep, with little Joey at the house, the two boys are probably driving dad insane.”

  “He loves it, though. Nora and Aiden went to go visit Mandy, so it’s just him and the boys, doing boy things. She finally went too far with stalking men.” Mandy had found a new man to stalk after me and this one went terribly wrong. She was permanently locked away in prison for murder.

  “I know. I can’t believe all that’s happened in the three years. You have truly taken the pain of the past away from me. Thank you for giving me a new and wonderful life.”

  “No…thank you,” I whispered before skipping the shower and carrying my wife back to bed. “I love you, Kat.”

  THE END