Missy POV“I didn’t even know I had this dress. Where did you find it?” I asked Britt. “In your closet,” she laughs. “Don’t lie. I have never bought any dress like this, Brittany.”The dress was skin tight and was made to accent your breasts and hips. The fabric bunched up on one side, making the dress appear to have a slight slit as it rose on that side. I know once it's on my body, it is going to be dangerously close to my nether regions. “Okay, so, I may have bought this for myself, but I think you need it more right now. If you are trying to get in my brother’s pants, this will do the trick. That perv won’t be able to resist you.”“I can’t wear that to the diner where there are families and children. What kind of example is that setting for Hailey?” I asked, making a face at the offensive dress. “Okay girl, I love how motherly you already are to Hailey, but don’t be raising her to be a nun or something. This isn’t that bad. Yeah, it’s kind of tight, but once you get it on, you
“I like this dress,” Adrian says for the twentieth time, his fingers skimming along my flesh that meets the hem of it. “You said that,” I smirked over to him. “I mean, I really, really like this dress,” his fingers ventured a little further north, just underneath the hem. I bite my lip and my thighs tense with excitement. I missed this side of Adrian. The side of him that makes me feel desired and wanted. I felt like he had been disinterested in my body for the past week. When Barry said the crap he did about Monica, it brought out this raw jealousy in me, and those feelings of self-doubt. Now, with the way Adrian has been staring at my thighs, my chest and my body, I feel appreciated on a whole different level. I loved the caring, patient side of him, but I like normal, rude and crude Adrian best. We are driving back in his truck to my house to “talk”. Brittany made a big show of having an aunt and niece sleepover with Hailey, emphasizing to us over and over again that we had t
Missy POVI wanted the passion back, and boy did I get it. I’m sore and throbbing in places I never even imagined. I hated the time our bodies spent apart, but man, did that week we spent not having sex sure cause a build up that just errupted in both of us. “Okay, sweetie. I’m glad you and Aunt Britt are having fun….Yes, I can’t wait to see your pretty nails when I get home tomorrow….Okay. I love you too. Night night, baby girl,” Adrian says sweetly into the phone. He called to tell Hailey goodnight. I’m lying on his chest, fangirling over how awesome of a father he is.He smirks down at me, hanging up his phone and setting it on my nightstand.“I’m the sweetest, aren’t I?”I giggle, “You are super humble as well.”“The total package,” he chuckles, kissing my head.“You really are,” I laughed.His laugh fades and he gives me a somber look. “I don’t feel like it all the time. I talk a big game, but it scares me thinking one day you will realize how much better you could do. A roughne
Missy POV“We will be back later, babe,” Adrian came up from behind me, moving my hair to the side and kissing my neck, making my head lull to his chest and my eyes to close as I moaned in contentment.“I love you,” he whispers in my ear.I looked back and smiled, “I love you too.”“Mmh,” he bites his lip lustfully, “I never get tired of hearing you say that.”I bopped him on the nose with my soap-covered dish sponge. “I love you, I love you, I love you. Now go. Hailey is going to be late for pre-k and you’re going to be late too.”Adrian and his dad got a big contract to repair and restore an old inn. They had to hire on a few more workers to help with the restoration and Adrian is supposed to be at the job site before they show up.“I can be late,” Adrian grumbles, going back to kiss my neck after wiping his soapy nose on my cheek.“Daddy, I’m ready!” Hailey chose that moment to come running in from the hall. I sent her to go brush her teeth after breakfast.Adrian groans and rests
Adrian POV“You’re pregnant,” the doctor tells Missy, smiling at her from over the chart in her hands. “If you want to follow me, I’ll get you set up in the ultrasound room, so we can get a good view and get a heartbeat.”“I’m really pregnant?” Missy asked in disbelief. The doctor grins warmly at her, “Yes, Mrs. Brewer. You are really pregnant.”Mrs. Brewer. Gawd, I love the sound of that. “Wow,” Missy bites her lip nervously. Guilt eats at me seeing her anxious expression. I may be ecstatic, but this clearly caught Missy by surprise. I don’t know how or why. We make love daily and I’ve not once used a condom. I thought she was okay with this possibility, but maybe we should have talked about it.“You okay, babe?” I asked her, gripping her hand in mine as we followed the doctor.She turns her worried stare up at me. “It’s just a lot to take in.”My good mood falters, seeing the fear in her eyes.“Um, I’m happy about this, Missy. Aren’t you?”She offers me a small smile, but it do
Missy POVThe following week and a half went by in a flash. Knowing I was expecting came with a roller coaster of emotions. I would be excited with Adrian one minute, and then he would leave for work, and I’d be left alone with my thoughts, then fall into a fit of depression again. I miss my mom, more than ever, and all I want is for her to be here to tell me it was all going to be okay and that I could do this. I even find myself missing my dad. Yeah, he sucked at times. Well, most of the time, but he was still my dad. I'm bringing a baby into this world, becoming a parent when I don't have parents of my own.I’m not alone anymore, though. Adrian’s family has become my family, more than ever before. Rick wants me to start coming to work for him and Adrian to keep me busy in a place where I am not alone for long periods of time. It was originally Brittany’s suggestion, since she was the first one to notice how emotional I’ve been getting when I’m alone, but now that the idea is in
Missy POVWhen I got home, I beat Adrian, so I went ahead and decided to start prepping dinner while I waited. I was not sure if Brittany’s aunt and niece's night would last until dinner, so I decided to put enough chicken in the slow cooker for her too. In two hours, it will be ready to shred for BBQ chicken sandwiches. If she eats with Britt, then Adrian will eat the leftovers. He always does. I’m peeling potatoes in the sink for a quick potato salad when Adrian gets home. “Mmh, just like I like you. Barefoot, pregnant and in the kitchen,” he wiggles his eyebrows at me. I shook my head laughing. “That’s sexist. Don’t say that in front of Hailey please.”“What’s sexist? I can’t be pregnant and you don’t want me cooking in the kitchen. You don’t like me barefoot much either.”“That’s because your feet are always ripe after working all day,” I muttered. "I'll show you ripe," he grunts.He comes up behind me and starts to kiss my neck like he always does when I’m doing something at
Hours earlier…. Barry POVI finally was able to sneak the fuck out, getting past the help in the house that always seemed to be watching me from the windows and around the main house when I braved going in. It took a few days, but I finally figured out their schedules enough to plan my escape.I used to take dad’s Porsche for little joy rides when I was in high school, before I got my driver’s license and my own car. I would just push it out the back swinging door of the garage into the back alley in neutral, waiting until I was a few houses down before starting it. As long as I put the car back by morning, no one found out. Dad keeps the car and has it serviced regularly just because it was given to him by grandpa. They won’t notice it missing for days. When I got back to this shit hole of a town, it was already afternoon. I left early in the morning, before my babysitters in the house woke up, but this thing doesn’t go that fast on these windy, coastal roads. With traffic, it was