Because honestly, every time Dexter and I had sex after that day, I was waiting for my water to break and for him to say, ‘I told you so.’
Dexter sits on the edge of the bed beside me, holding our newborn daughter, Rain. She’s absolutely perfect, and she looks just like me.
“Have I told you that even though you're an overbearing pain in the ass sometimes, I couldn’t have picked a better father for my kids.” I giggle, and run my fingers down the light stubble on his cheek.
“Even though you planned my murder a couple of times?” he asks.
“Even though.”
He leans down to kiss me. His tongue parts my lips, asking for more, and I gladly give it to him, forgetting my hospital surroundings.
A loud moan escapes my throat, followed by someone clearing their throat.
Julian walks over and slaps Dexter on the back. “Congrats, man. I’m happy to see you made it to this point, sated, and Meadow’s foot is not lodged in your ass.”
“I’m going to kill you,” Dexter grumbles, and Julian laughs before walking over to hug me.
“Congrats lady, she’s perfect.” He kisses my cheek and takes the baby from Dexter’s arms.
While everyone is paying attention to our daughter, Dexter sneaks in another kiss. “I love you, baby.”
“I love you, too.”
There’s a sudden mischievous gleam in his eye, and he leans in closer, his lips hovering over mine. “What do you say to maybe one more?”
I huff and shove his shoulder away. He laughs, and I know that’s the reaction he was going for. “If I had the energy to move from his bed right now, I would stick that foot in your ass, Greene.”
“Well, it’s a good thing you can’t move.” He kisses me quickly before I can protest and goes to collect our crying newborn.
That man is really going to drive me nuts for the rest of my days. Forever and ever.
And I’m okay with that.
The End
If you loved Meadow and Dexter and want to read their story from the beginning, you can check it out here in: The Love Plan (A friends to lovers romance)
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Erica is a wife, a mother of four, and a tequila drinking smart mouth. When she's not wrangling her children and trying to keep them alive, she's writing. She'll write anything from sweet stalkers, to forbidden love, to erotica, to rom coms to young adult because she believes no love story is created equal and every story deserves to be told. Even the fictional ones. As long as she can dream it, she'll write.
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