Silent Night (Bad Boy Rockers 5.50)

“I love snow,” she adds. “We don’t get any as a rule, but on the rare occasion we have it’s been more of a light sprinkle I guess. So I’m going to be really disappointed if the forecaster gets it wrong on this occasion.”

“I don’t think he’s wrong.”

At the stall my stomach growls.

Laughing, Robin says, “Why don’t we skip this and go and get something to eat?” Her hand rests on my stomach, and even though I have layers of clothing on, I feel her touch to my bones.

“There’s food here.” I clear my throat. “But, I wouldn’t mind going someplace else.” I quickly kiss her lips and then go back for seconds, and thirds.

Breaking away, Robin’s face is alight with happiness.

“You”—I cup her face with my gloved hands—“are beautiful.” I dip my head and give her one last lingering kiss before I take hold of her hand. “Let’s go and get something to eat, and get warm in the process.”

“Leo,” she whispers. “I’m sorry.” Tears swim in her eyes as she glances away and then back to me. “I’m really sorry for always saying no when I really wanted to say yes.”

“We’re together now, Robin.”

“Sure of yourself, huh?”

“Babe, I waited so long to have you here with me that I have no plans on letting you go.” I tug her into my arms and hold her. “You’ll feel the same the more time you spend with me.” I pray.

“I’m already starting to feel that way.” She pulls back and meets my delighted gaze. “Don’t let that go to your head though.”

Never more serious than anything before, I admit, “It went to my heart instead.”

Robin hesitates, pulls one of her gloves off, and does the same with one of mine before she intertwines our fingers together. “That’s where my feelings for you are growing.”

I close my eyes and let what she’s admitted wash over me before I squeeze her hand and move us toward my car.

She’s beautiful and others notice as we pass, but I smile inside knowing that she’s finally mine.

Donovan & Mara

Donovan

Snuggling in front of the blazing open fire with my gorgeous wife has me feeing content. I always do though when I have Mara in my arms. Our journey to this point hasn’t always been easy because of her young age, but we’ve made it through both of our studies and the hours I had to put in when I started my new job—over twelve months ago now. It isn’t really where I want to be, but I’m still young and there’s time. As long as I have it to support Mara and our babies then I’m not going to complain because I’m one hell of a lucky guy.

Babies! I never saw that one coming. Neither did Mara. We’ll manage because we have her family and our friends around to help, but realistically the only feelings about our babies that I have is excitement, and of course worry about Mara. She’s strong though, stronger than me in some areas.

I smile at her now and rest my chin on the top of her head, watching as her hand caresses the small bump of her stomach where our twins grow.

My heart swells with love for her and when I slip my hand over hers on her stomach, Mara turns her face up to mine, and softly kisses me. Her other hand reaches up and caresses my jaw and her love for me is written all over her beautiful face. She smiles against my lips and with one final kiss, she settles against me.

Sometimes it’s hard for me to know what she’s thinking when usually she’s an open book, and now is one of those times. “Talk to me, Mara.” I kiss her shoulder. “Tell me how you’re feeling.”

My hands caress over her bump as I bury my face in the curve of her neck. Mara covers my hands with hers and says, “I’m nervous about the twins, but I’m excited as well.” She turns her head and meets my gaze. “Today is the first day that I haven’t been sick or felt sick all day, so I’m feeling pretty good…if you know what I mean.”

I grin. “I know what you mean.”

With some rearranging, I spread my thighs and settle her between. I tug her nightshirt up and groan into her ear when I don’t see any panties.

“Were you planning on having your wicked way with your husband?” I ask, and rub over her mound with my fingers.

“Mmm.”

My breathing becomes labored the more I tease and my arousal is harder to conceal than hers, and right now I’m hard and aching with my erection trapped between us.

“I can’t remember what we were talking about.”