Forever Pucked (Pucked 4)

“I just wanna say hi.” He drops the fabric so he’s hidden under the material. It would look perverse, except for the fact that he’s cooing at my tummy. Or rather, he’s cooing at what’s brewing in my tummy.

“Hey there, little buddy. I’ll see you in a few months, okay? You be good in there.”

He pops back out, oblivious to any weird discomfort he’s caused for anyone.

Phones start chiming with messages from Darren and Charlene. Unfortunately, Lance can’t make it this time.

Commotion follows as food and towels are gathered. Buck has to run after Logan and wrestle him into his little tiny lifejacket before he gets too close to the beach. Sunny follows behind them, and Randy throws Lily over his shoulder, his hand on her ass as he runs across the beach and down the dock, jumping into the water.

Alex drops a kiss on my shoulder. “You feeling okay today, baby?”

“I feel great.” I turn and let him lift me onto the counter. He steps between my legs, his flat stomach bumping my rounded one.

The first trimester I felt like an exhausted bag of shit. I was never so grateful to be working from home almost all the time now. But sixteen weeks in, I’m starting to show, and I feel fantastic. And my hair looks amazing.

I’m so happy.

I’m so in love with this man. And lucky me, he’s equally as in love with me. I feel it in every touch, every glance, every whispered—and groaned—declaration.

It’s amazing how a poorly thought-out one-night stand can turn into a forever kind of love.

Because that’s exactly what Alex is: my forever.