BLAKEMy plane touched down in California late on Friday afternoon. I couldn’t deny that I’d never been happier to be there. It had been a damn long month without Aston and if I had to wait one more day to see her, my dick and my heart were both going to explode or go on strike.Both organs were desperate to see her, and my brain had become obsessed as well. I planned on spending every waking minute with her this weekend, and to sleep next to her when we couldn’t be awake anymore.There were only a few more things I had to take care of before I could shut down for the next few days and just spend time with my girl. One of them was to finish the conversation I was having with my father on my way to the hotel.“We need to clean up in New York, Blake,” he was saying. “The situation there has been going on long enough and it’s high time to end it.”I sighed and resisted the urge to squeeze my eyes shut. Since I was driving, letting them close was probably a bad idea. “I know, Dad. I’ll ge
BlakeI buried myself in work, but there was always a constant ache in my chest. Until I had her in my arms, and only then did everything feel okay again.Our tongues twisted and tangled together. Aston’s hands twined into my hair and gripped it hard, like she was trying to keep me against her.We were like two fires raging, coming closer and closer together to meet and combust in a giant ball of pent-up passion. Our kiss was fierce, hungry, filled with longing that broke me apart before it started putting me back together again.When we finally came up for air, she smiled against my lips. “You sure seem happy to see me.”“Ditto.” I kissed the tip of her nose and then ran mine down its length. “I missed you, too. How are you?”Something in her expression faltered, but it was gone in a flash. “I’m surviving. Doing much better now that you’re here.” “Yeah? That makes two of us,” I told her. When she stepped out of the circle of my arms, I realized that she looked a little tired. Stunni
BLAKELife rarely surprised me. So far, the curve balls it had thrown at me were pretty limited—the day Mom left us, and a couple of weeks ago when my brother called to tell me about my dad having a stroke.But now this? I blinked.Tears glistened in Aston’s eyes, causing the hope in them to shine brightly. She wrung her hands, waiting for my reaction.There were probably a million things I should do, should say. None of them came to mind. I was completely blank. All I could think of was that one word. The word that changed everything.Pregnant.My heart hammered in my chest. Before I could stop myself, I blurted out. “Are you sure?”One tear escaped from each eye as she nodded. “I did three tests. The symptoms are all there. I’m tired, nauseous. My body is achy.”It sounded like the flu to me, but what did I know? This was one area where I was flying blind. What I did know was that the tests could be wrong. They gave false positives all the time. “Have you been to the doctor?”Releas
BlakeApparently, she was carrying my child. Stress was supposed to be bad for expectant mothers, I remembered that from sex-ed class or somewhere. “I can’t imagine bringing a child into all of this. With all that’s going on, even if I had thought about having kids and we had decided to have them, now wouldn’t have been the right time.”“Your family is in turmoil,” she stated. It was a fact, not a question. She didn’t wait for me to answer before she continued. “It would have been preferable for this to happen when everything with your family was sorted out and we were more stable in our own relationship.”There. That was what I was feeling. She just summarized it much more perfectly than I was able to under the circumstances. Fuck, I couldn’t even pinpoint it exactly until she said it. “I’m at odds with my brother. I don’t even know where I stand with him at the moment, but it’s not a good place. I have a mother I don’t even know suddenly back in my life, and I just almost lost my fa
ASTONI woke up lazily, stretching like a cat on my bed. After our talk yesterday, Blake came home with me and spent the night. I knew the news had come as a shock to him and for a moment or two, I thought he was going to deny the baby was his or just take off.A lot of guys would have done that. I didn’t need experience with men to know that many in his situation would have bolted.But not Blake. When I confronted him about his feelings, he was honest. I appreciated that more than he could ever know. It wasn’t like a baby was part of my plan either, but at least my life was slightly more settled right now than his was.I had a home, a job that didn’t require travel, a city I lived in. He had none of those things. Okay, he happened to have billions of dollars and a company, but a baby fit into my life much more smoothly than it did his right now.The maternity benefits at the McAllen Group were decent, as I learned when I did some homework right after I found out I was pregnant. Maybe
AstonI still had a bunch of days off I could take, and taking them to be with Blake felt like the best way to use them. I had enough that taking a few days now wouldn’t interfere with the time I would need to go see the doctor for my checkups.Blake’s lips spread into a wide grin. “I was hoping you would say that. We’re going to have to leave tonight, though. Is that too soon for you?”“No, I’m still only packing for one so I can be ready.” I was already mentally going through my closet, deciding what I would need to take with me.He came over, kissing me as he gave me my plate. “Pack everything you need for a couple of weeks, just in case. There’s a doctor in Florida we can go see while we’re there. I met him with Doctor Richards at the hospital once."“Weeks?” I didn’t know if I had that much vacation time. Days were one thing, weeks were another. “I’m in. I want to be there with you for all of this, but if we might be away for that long what are we going to do about the management
BLAKEBeing on the company’s jet with Aston was like seeing it for the first time and through entirely different eyes. She was like a kid in a candy store. Collapsing onto one of the seats, she kicked her feet up and lay back with a grin on her face. “Now this is luxury.”“It’s pretty nice.” I looked around, shifting my feet on the thick carpet. Dad liked to travel in style and the jet showed it. The finishes were nothing but the best, and the thing had all the creature comforts a workaholic could ever need, including seats that could swivel to have meetings with up to sixteen people, an antique mahogany desk, and a bar that catered to every taste.Aston jumped up from the seat and went to explore the rest of the plane. “This is what you call pretty nice? It’s spectacular.”She stuck her head into the bathroom and reappeared a minute later. “You have heated towel rails on a plane? That’s insane. It’s not only pretty nice. Pretty nice is when you get an empty seat next to you in coach
Blake“The lack of screaming babies does hold a certain appeal,” I told Aston with a smile.“Not for long,” she said, in a sing-song voice. “Soon enough, there’ll be a screaming baby right here with you.”“Yeah, but he’ll be mine so it won’t be as annoying.” I’d heard somewhere that everything your own baby did was cute, even the stuff that irritated the crap out of you when it wasn’t yours.“He?” Her eyebrows lifted. “What if it’s a she?”I lifted my shoulders. “It doesn’t matter. I’ll be happy either way.”“You will?” She asked quietly.I nodded. “I will, I promise. It all just needs to sink in a little.”“Okay.” She sat back in her chair, looking around the cabin again now that we were in the air. After taking a few minutes to absorb her surroundings, she faced me with a serious expression. “You know, I never wanted money. I just wanted enough to get by so I wouldn’t have to worry like my parents did.”“You’ve done extremely well for yourself, Aston. Not many people can say that at