Biker's Virgin

Zack kissed the top of my head. “Isn’t the whole point of family that no one is left out?”

I rolled my eyes. “I have a plan though,” I revealed.

“Oh yeah?”

“Yup,” I nodded. “I’ll just have another baby… that way I’ll have some company while you and Alice are off playing your secret games.”

Zack laughed and shook his head at me. He didn’t suspect a thing obviously, but I was having fun. “That’s the plan, huh?” he asked. “You’re just going to have another baby.”

“I think it’s a great plan, don’t you?”

Zack looked thoughtful. “Are we having a serious conversation about the possibility of a second child?” he asked.

I paused. “I don’t really think we can have a conversation about it at this point,” I said, ironing out my expression into seriousness. “The decision’s been taken out of our hands.”

I saw Zack’s forehead wrinkle as he tried to figure out what I had just said. Then I saw realization dawn. “Wait… are you pregnant?” he asked.

I bit my lip and smiled. “Sort of.”

“Sort of?” Zack repeated incredulously.

I laughed. “I went to the doctor’s this morning,” I revealed. “I left Alice with Devon and went in to see Doctor Samson. He confirmed what I already suspected… I’m pregnant.”

Zack stared at me for a moment and then he shook his head in disbelief. “We seem to be good at making babies without really planning to.”

“Is that a bad thing?” I wondered out loud.

“No,” Zack assured me, pulling me close. “Not with you.”

“Alice is going to be four soon,” I said. “I miss having a baby on my hip.”

“You know what?” Zack said. “Me too.”

“Does Devon know?” Zack asked.

“That he’s going to be an uncle again?” I laughed. “No… I wanted to tell you first.”

“He bet me the second one would be a boy,” Zack told me.

I laughed. “When was this bet made?” I asked.

“Right after Alice was born,” Zack revealed. “I took the bet.”

“Another girl?” I asked, with raised eyebrows. “I thought you would have liked to have a boy.”

“I thought so too,” Zack nodded. “But after Alice… I don’t know… girls are pretty awesome.”

I smiled. “True.”

“Guess this means our sparring sessions will have to be put on hold until after the baby’s born,” Zack said.

“Yes,” I nodded. “I won’t be able to fight you anymore. You’ll have to make do with the boys.”

“Urgh,” Zack complained. “How borin

g that will be.”

I kissed him softly on the lips. After years together, he still managed to get me all hot and bothered with nothing more than a kiss. Zack’s hand slipped up my shirt, and I pushed his hand away playfully.