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Build You Up 13
Miss Pickles, as Hailey named her, is finishing up at the vet, and did not like the whole experience. They had to give her a medicated bath to treat the lesions on her belly, and also tested her for worms which looked invasive and painful. The little stinker is tuckered out, trying to get comfortable with a soft, cushioned collar around her neck to keep her from licking the medication on her sores. She was worm free but had a few fleas hidden under her tail that were also treated and discarded in her bath. I’m so thankful Chris let me borrow the kennel. The thought of fleas being all over my home made me feel itchy. She stayed out in the living room in her kennel for the entire night, though I was tempted to take her to bed with me when she started crying in the middle of the night. I’ve been bottle feeding her the way Chris showed me how, and the vet recommended me a good kitten wet food to help her build strength and recover from the vitamin and mineral deficiency. I still have to
Build You Up 14
“Chris? What are you doing here?” I asked him. I hear Brittany let out a breathy laugh as she gets out of the car too. “It’s the weekend! I get weekend visitation at least, right?” Chris asks with a playful smirk on his face. “It’s a cat, dude. Quit treating it like a kid,” Brittany rolls her eyes at him. “Hey, don’t talk about our daughter like that,” Chris scoffs in faux irritation. “If you want to claim visitation rights, you can fork up half the cost of the vet bill,” I smiled at him, “She’s already quite expensive, but if you insist on co-parenting, I won’t stop you.”“Already did,” he grins proudly, “Betty at the veterinarian should be calling you Monday. Pickles has all her first-year shots and even her spay paid for.”“What?” I looked at him in shock. I was just joking with him. I didn’t expect him to actually pay anything for her. She is my cat, not his. “You didn’t have to do that, Chris. I was only joking. How much was it? I can pay you back.”“Nah. Don’t worry about it
Build You Up 15
Brittany POVMissy had told me about her ex and the shit she went through, but I didn’t know the prick was still trying to contact her by email or that she was that inexperienced. I was hoping she and Adrian would be a good fit, but I’m starting to think he’s right. His shit with Monica might be too much for her after everything she went through. She’s a virgin on top of all that. Adrian isn’t like most boys in this town who are okay with hooking up with local flings like Lauren and her gang on the weekends, but he also has a daughter and a fucked-up history with her mama. Maybe after Monica signs Hailey over to him….Missy would make such a great mother and Hailey already loves her. I think Missy would be perfect for Adrian too. I know he likes her, but I’m still not sure what she thinks about him. Though, mentioning her checking him out while he installed that ceiling fan looked promising. She clearly enjoyed what she saw. Fucking Chris is the problem. I didn’t think he would be
Build You Up 16
Adrian POVBrittany’s words were plaguing me all night, thinking about Missy going out with Chris. He is a nice guy, but the more I think about it, the more it infuriates me. We were friends all our lives, and we ran around in the same group in high school, and I know that if he is serious about her he would treat her alright, but that thought just plagues me more. I want to be the one to treat her right. I want to be the one that brilliant smile is directed towards. Chris is already one-uping me with the whole cat thing and showing up at her house unannounced and demanding to take her to dinner on Tuesday night. Pushy prick. Brittany went on and on about how intense his game was yesterday. Brittany told me that even the oblivious Missy, who seemed not to notice guys in that way, caught on. I don’t care how great the guy may be, I’m still going to throw a damn hissy fit if he somehow wins her over before I do. Missy is a phenomenon in this small town. Girls like her, pure and vibra
Build You Up 17
Missy POVI was getting ready for bed after Chris and Brittany left when I got a text from Chris. Chris| Thanks for letting me spend time with you today. I had funI bit my lip nervously. Chris seems nice, but there is just something about him that makes me feel unsettled, not able to even consider him in the way he is considering me at the moment. It’s like he is putting on his best behavior to try and impress me, and that reminds me too much of what I just left in the city. It makes me apprehensive about the real Chris that is hiding behind all the niceties.It also makes me kind of uncomfortable that he paid for Pickle’s vet bills to get me to go out with him on Tuesday night. The more I think about it, the more it seems like he is almost blackmailing me for a date. That doesn’t sit right with me. I may just be jaded because of my experience with Barry, but who knows? I just know that Chris is not someone I would consider dating. Not as it stands. Maybe if I ever felt like I was
Build You Up 18
Adrian is looking….good. Really good in nice clothes for once. He even got rid of that worn-out hat and styled his hair and his face was smooth for the first time since I met him. It looks great, but as I study his face I find myself missing his stubble, though now that his face is smooth, his jawline looks pronounced and defined. If I saw Adrian like this the first time we met, combined with the flirting remarks, I would have thought he was cocky and arrogant. Now, after hanging out with him and getting to know that his attitude is just how he always is, playful and up-front, I instantly feel this unfamiliar attraction to my handyman, who is looking sinful in his snug, gray shirt that hugs all those muscles in a mouthwatering way that he usually keeps hidden beneath baggy paint-stained layers. Chris coughs loudly behind me, dislodging me from my wayward thoughts. My face heats as I realize that both men caught me ogling Adrian like he was a piece of meat. Adrian looks slightly smug
Build You Up 19
Adrian POV“Would that be so wrong?” I asked her, my restraint barely holding as I stared down into her beautiful chocolate-colored eyes. She is so gorgeous. She is probably the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on. Everything about her; her face, her body, her tender heart, her very soul. Every single thing about her is beautiful and perfect. “Adrian,” she breathes out, her soft voice caressing my name in a way that wakes something carnal inside me. I want to kiss her. I want to wrap her curvy body in my arms and drive my name from her sweet lips all night long. Not conquering her, but cherishing her. For the rest of my life. Hearing her tell Chris firmly that she was never going to date him, and she was not willing to even share the space of a car with him again, fed into the desire I had been fighting inside me. She wouldn’t give him a chance, but she seemed willing to give me one. I'm not 100 percent sure yet, though. “Let’s go,” I tell her before I do something that
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His mouth on mine is truly the sweetest thing I have ever tasted. Sweeter than the ice cream we had for dessert and sweeter than any damn chicken nuggets. I’m melting in his arms as he holds my body against his. His hands are hot, seeping and spreading through the fabric at the back of my dress. Our mouths are molded against one another, his lips tenderly urging mine to move with his in a slow, sensual motion that lights a fire inside me. A moan escapes my mouth into his when he sucks on my bottom lip, pulling on the pillowy flesh just enough so it hurts in a pleasurable way. When his tongue dives into my mouth, massaging and tangling with mine, something deep inside me tightens in an unfamiliar way. This itch is building in my core and I want nothing more than to let Adrian scratch it.His hand travels to the nape of my neck, softly pulling my hair. He angles my head so his mouth can travel across my jaw and down my neck, planting open mouth kisses that make my toes curl. My back in
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Build You Up Christmas Special 8
Christmas Morning “Mommy!” Hailey hisses, shaking my shoulder. “Is Quinton awake?” I grumbled, not wanting to open my eyes yet. “Mama!” I felt little hands tapping my face. “Mama, up! Santa!” Landon says loudly. That’s right. It’s Christmas morning. We were up so late last night putting pieces of Hailey’s new doll house together, and setting up Landon’s new toddler roller coaster track around the living room that I forgot to set my alarm. “Where’s your dad,” I groaned as I rolled over, trying to force my eyes to open. “In Quinton’s room. He said to let you sleep until there was light in the sky, and now there is light in the sky!” I looked over at the window, and just as Hailey said, there was a small sliver of sunlight peeking above the trees. I chuckle hoarsely, my throat dry from sleep and the cold air, then somehow manage to find the strength to swing my legs out from under the covers and onto the floor. “Okay, I’m up,” I say as I stretch. Hailey jumps in the air, c
Build You Up Christmas Special 7
Missy POV“Ready baby?” Adrian asks, helping me out of the wheelchair with one arm, his other hand holding our son who is sleeping in his carseat. The nurse waves goodbye to us at the door, then heads back into the hospital. “Yeah, but I feel like I’m wearing a diaper,” I complained, the chafing burning like you wouldn’t believe. “I’m going to look funny walking to the car.”He drove my mini van up to the curb, but I still have a good 30 feet to wobble, and I feel awkward and self-conscious walking in public. “You look hot in your diaper, babe,” Adrian tells me, kissing my head. “But lucky for me, you can’t tell you’re wearing one. Your coat is hiding all your goodies, so just watch your step and hold onto me until we get there.”I grin up at my amazing husband, so thankful for everything about him. Only he could make me believe that he really thinks I look hot in my oversized maxi pad and postpartum panties. This morning when I put my nursing bra on and had the cups unhooked while
Build You Up Christmas Special 6
Adrian POV“Push, baby,” I told her, holding one of her knees, and letting her break every bone in my hand. She’s doing so, so fucking well with this. If I have to get reconstructive surgery on my hand after this is done, it will be worth it. I was so scared when she told me a few weeks ago that she wanted to try and do this birth naturally. I know she hated the effects of the epidural last time, but it did take the pain away. She is doing so amazing, handling this all on her own. I’m so amazed by her. More than ever. She’s like a superwoman, her superpower being able to still look absolutely beautiful while pushing a watermelon-sized human out of her body. “You’re doing so, so good, Missy,” I told her as the contraction eased up just a little. Not a lot, but enough for her to take a breath and take a few seconds' break from pushing. Hun-Stev-Rick-Quin, which is what I’ve decided the baby will be named since we can’t ever fucking decide, is crowning, and I know she only has seconds
Build You Up Christmas Special 5
Missy POV“Shit! Shit! How do you spell contraction?” Rick asks, looking at his phone while pacing around frantically.“C-o-n-t-r-a-t-i-o-n,” one of the nurses tells him, looking amused while watching him freak out in the corner of the room.“Rick, you can go. I’m sure Adrian will be here any second,” I tried to tell him for the tenth time. “No, no. I’m staying. Let me just search Google for what to do during a….”Oh my gosh, he’s seriously googling what to do right now. It would be hilarious if it didn’t feel like a watermelon was trying to explode inside of me. Lord, I need Adrian. I didn’t want to get an epidural, but I don’t know how much longer I can deal with this pain without him. Just then, another gargantuan searing contraction makes my entire body tense with stabbing, all-consuming pain. My spine feels like it’s going to break and my pelvis is so tight that I bet you could bounce a ball on it, though I would kill anyone who tried. “Fuuuahhhhh!” I screamed out, one of t
Build You Up Christmas Special 4
Adrian POV“Daddy? Why are you picking me up? Where’s mom?” Hailey asked, looking confused as she approached my truck after walking out of school. I scoff, and pretend to be offended. “Why? Are you disappointed to see me?”She giggled, walking into my arms and hugging me. “No. Mom is always the one that picks me up, though,” she smiles, looking up at me. I kissed the tip of her nose, then opened the back door for her. “We’re going shopping,” I grinned, helping her to buckle her seat belt after lifting her up. “For Christmas?!” She asked excitedly. “Yes ma’am. We got to get your mama presents.”“Oh, can we get her a puppy?!” Hailey asks, jumping up and down in her booster seat. I chuckle at her request. She’s still got Pickles, but has been asking for a dog for months now, and Missy finally talked me into getting her one. She’s going to be one excited little girl on Christmas morning. The chocolate lab puppy that Missy found for her is at my dad’s for the next week until Christma
Build You Up Christmas Special 3
“I’ll give you something you can lick like ice cream all you want,” I smirked at Adrian in the mirror. “Whoa, woman. Who taught you how to talk like that?”I giggle at the face he’s making staring at me. “You.”A proud grin stretched on his handsome face. “Oh yeah.”His hands move down my arms as he starts to kiss behind my ear, making me moan. When his tongue flicks out against my earlobe, I whimper out, feeling it down there too. His hands move to my belly, gliding under it, and when he lifts the weight of his child off my bladder, I cry out, “Thank you!”, making him chuckle. “Gawd, you’re adorable,” he husks in my ear. I smirked slightly at him in the mirror, my eyes half-closed in relaxation with him supporting most of my weight. “I know,” I replied, mocking his tone, since that was totally something he would say. “Humble too,” he laughs. “Learned that from you too.”“Mmmh, I’m such a good teacher. Think you can waddle to the bed and let me teach you a few more things?”I gri
Build You Up Christmas Special 2
“Hey, guys,” I started to get up, pushing myself up from the couch, until a dishrag hit me in the back of the head. I turned to glare at my husband. “You stay put,” Adrian scowls back at me, pouring water into my mug in the kitchen,“You can all go to her to say your hellos. She’s not allowed to get up”Roseanne and her family chuckle while Brittany rolls her eyes again. “Are you in timeout, Missy?” Roseanne came to hug me from the couch after handing the pie I'd been waiting for all night to Rick. “Seems so,” I sighed, hugging her back. “What did you do this time?”“Dishes,” I shrug. She tutted her tongue, shaking her head, “Such a crime. I’m surprised he didn’t tie you to the bed after such an offense.”“Oh, I plan to later,” Adrian smirks, coming around the couch to hand me my tea before hugging Roseanne. She laughs at his cheekiness, used to his crude jokes. “How are you all? How was your thanksgiving?” Adrian asks, moving to hug Isabelle and shake Mike’s hand before giving
Build You Up Christmas Special 1
Missy POV “Mama, Dad said to tell you to stop,” Hailey tells me, coming in from the back door. “Stop what?” I asked, trying to get a grease stain out of my roasting pan, scrubbing vigorously at the supposedly non-stick material. “I can’t say the whole thing because he said curse words,” she scrunches her nose, making a face. Brittany chuckles from where she is sitting at the counter across from me, typing away at some final essay she has been working on since coming home for thanksgiving break. “Paraphrase. Leave out the bad words,” she mutters. Hailey sighs, “Well, he said to tell your stubborn butt to stop and be beeping patient. Then he said more beep words because Landon ran into his ankles with his tractor. When he stopped yelling and threatening to run over Landon’s tractor with the real tractor, he said to tell that beep woman I’ll do the beeping dishes in a sec, so she needs to sit her beeping butt down.” I rolled my eyes. If I wait for him and his
Build You Up Epilogue
2 years later….This is bliss. I’m floating in my jetted tub, engulfed in sweet-smelling foamy bubbles and soft music wafting out from the mounted speaker. The house has been quiet for 3 songs now, so I think Adrian finally managed to get Landon to sleep. I volunteered, but he insisted on me taking a bath as I cleaned the kitchen after dinner and told me he had bedtime covered. I know what that means. He wants me relaxed, energized and in a good mood. I bet any second, he comes waltzing into the bathroom too….“Oh, honey!” Adrian’s excitement from the other side of the door made me giggle. He opens the door then pops his head in, wiggling his eyebrows. “Mission accomplished.”“Good job, daddy,” I told him, floating to the edge of the tub and resting my head on my arm. “Want some company?” He asks, even though he is already stripping out of his clothes. “If I say no, will that stop you?”“Not a chance,” he grins, tossing his sock and boxers in the hamper with his jeans. He slips
