Biker's Virgin

“Hey.”

“I should have known you were pregnant,” Zack teased. “Your boobs have gotten bigger.”

I smirked at him. “Alice is in the next room.”

“Which is why I’m trying to feel you up.”

His hand slipped up my shirt again when Alice called out to us. “Daddy! Mommy!”

Zack cupped my breast for a second longer, then he kissed me hard on the lips and pulled me into the kitchen behind him. “Yes, my little lady?”

“I finished my carrot sticks.”

“Carrot sticks?” Zack said. “Eww.”

I hit him on the arm. “Don’t make it worse.”

Zack laughed and pulled Alice onto his lap. “What did you do today?” he asked.

“I played on Uncle Dev’s bike,” Alice replied. “He let me ride it.”

“Did he now?” I asked.

“Uh-huh,” Alice said, and she sounded pride of herself. “He sat behind, and I took him for a ride. Daddy… can we go for a ride on your bike?”

“Sure,” Zack nodded. “Just around the house though.”

“Yay!”

“First, you have to put away your toys though,” I said firmly.

“Aww…”

“Listen to your mother,” Zack said, and as usual, he didn’t have to ask twice. Alice scurried off to do as Zack had told her, and we were left alone once more.

“I’m going to be hard-pressed to keep her away from motorbikes,” I sighed.

“Don’t worry; I’ll teach her how to ride one safely.”

“Not before she’s sixteen though, please,” I said.

“Ah… that might be difficult,” Zack said. “She’s surrounded by them here.”

I sighed. “I know… I may be fighting a losing battle there.”

Zack reached out and placed his hand on mine. “You know what might be a nice thing to do?”

“What?” I asked.

“Get married.”

I hadn’t been expecting that, and I looked at him in shock. “What?”

Zack smiled. “Alice has already started asking questions; we’re going to have another baby… we’re committed to one another… it might be a nice thing to do.”

“Get married?”

“Yes.”