She laughed and pushed me back a bit. I gave her a good once-over and said, “Wait, you cut your hair.”
Bella lifted a hand to her hair. “I did. Bree and I went to Boston yesterday to do some shopping, and she talked me into seeing her hairdresser.”
Her hair was just below her shoulders now and cut in a way that made the blonde waves look curlier. “I like it shorter.”
“Me too. We also got our nails done.” She held her hand out and wiggled her fingers.
I took it and kissed the back of her hand. “You look beautiful, Bella.” She smiled, and I placed my hand on the side of her face. “Did you get a facial or something? Your face is glowing.” Tears formed in her eyes, and I leaned closer. “Hey, what’s wrong?”
Shaking her head, Bella said, “Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Everything is perfect. More than perfect. It’s amazing. The world is beautiful!”
I tapped the tip of her nose. “Then why do you look like you’re about to cry?”
A part of me worried she’d somehow found out where we’d gone. But then I imagined she’d be angry with me, or at least upset, so that couldn’t be it. She had a smile on her face and her eyes twinkled.
She brought her hands to her mouth and let out a little sob of laughter. “I can’t wait another second. I have to tell you!”
Smiling myself, I asked, “Tell me what?”
Bella grabbed my hands, placed them on her stomach, and held them there. She drew in a slow, deep breath and then exhaled. “Hunter, we’re going to have a baby.”
I blinked a few times, letting her words sink in. “Wait—are you saying that someday we’re going to have a baby and that thought makes you so happy? Or are you saying we’re going to have a baby because you found out we’re pregnant?”
She giggled. “We’re going to have a baby because we’re pregnant! I’m so sorry, I took a home test. I just had to know.”
My heart and stomach both jumped. I thought I loved Abby before, but I fell for her even more right then and there. A rush of happiness like I’d never experienced assaulted my body in the most glorious way.
“We’re having a baby? Are you sure? How do you know? When did you find out?”
She held up her hand and said, “Wait.” Then ran toward the bedroom and reappeared with a plastic baggy and held it up. There had to be at least ten pregnancy tests in there.
“I took a test the morning you left. I’d been feeling off, and you already knew I missed my period. I couldn’t wait a second longer—I had to know. Are you upset I did it without you?”
Reaching for the bag, I looked at the tests. All of them indicated that we were pregnant. Laughing, I replied, “Sweetheart, I could never be upset with you. And…you took a test, or a million of them?”
Bella dropped her head to my chest and giggled before she looked back up at me. “I was so shocked, I called Bree and asked her to buy another test so I could be sure. She stopped at like four different stores to buy all these different brands. Some are multiples, as you can see.”
“I see!” I said, holding up the bag again. “So Bree knows, then. Does anyone else?”
“No. I wanted to tell you before anyone else found out. Although, I’m pretty sure most of Boggy Creek now suspects Bree is pregnant after her mad dash to buy up all the tests in town.”
I wrapped my arms around Bella and pulled her to me. I hugged her tight, but not too tight since I would never want to hurt the baby. “I can’t believe it! We’re going to have a baby!”
Bella squeezed me tighter, and I put the bag on the counter, leaned down, and picked her up.
“What are you doing?” she asked with a wide grin.
“I’m going to make love to you. What else would I be doing after you tell me such beautiful news?”
“No! Hunter, my dinner! It’ll burn! See, this is why I wanted to wait.”
Glancing back over, I saw the table set up with candles and flowers and realized how much time and effort Bella had put into this surprise dinner. I walked back over to the salad and slowly placed her back down on her feet.
“Fine. We eat first. Then I’m taking you to our bedroom, and I’m going to kiss every single inch of your body before I make love to you.”
A wide grin appeared on her face. “I like the sound of that!”
Arabella
Hunter held my hand, and we looked at the screen as Dr. Morgan got ready to show us our baby.
Leaning down, he whispered against my ear, “Breathe, Bella.”
I exhaled and let out a nervous laugh.
Of course, with his warm breath hitting my neck, I couldn’t help but think about how he’d woken me up this morning. While Dr. Morgan continued to get ready for the sonogram, my mind drifted back to a few hours ago.
Warm, soft kisses moved along my jaw as I let out a contented sigh at the feeling of Hunter kissing me.
His lips moved down my neck, then to one of my breasts. I groaned when he sucked my nipple, also noticing how sore my boobs had become since getting pregnant.
“Hunter.” I blinked my eyes open and looked down at him. He was gazing up at me with a smile so big, I felt butterflies take flight in my stomach. His dimple was out in full force, and I knew I would be waking up in the most delicious kind of way.
“Good morning, sweetheart.”
“Good morning.”
He moved his mouth to my other breast, then down my stomach until he was between my legs. My body already ached with the need for him to make me come. He blew softly on my clit, and I lifted my hips in a silent plea.
“I was hungry,” he said, slowly running his tongue over my sex.
Gasping, I called out his name. “Hunter!”
Another slow lick. This time he flicked my clit, and I threaded my hands in his hair.
“More. Please, more!”
He chuckled softly before saying, “My pleasure.”
He put his mouth on me and slipped his fingers inside, filling me in the most beautiful, mind-boggling way.
“Oh God,” I whimpered as he thrust his fingers deep and moved tortuously slow with his tongue.
I lifted my hips and pushed his head closer. “More. Hunter, I need more!”
He withdrew his fingers and covered my sex with his mouth, and I nearly expired with the pleasure it instantly brought me.
“Yes. Oh yes!”
When he pushed his tongue inside me, I let out another whimper and grabbed at the sheets, moving my body to get the friction I wanted. No, needed.
He moved his mouth back to my clit and then slipped his fingers back in and flattened his tongue over me—and I exploded.
“Hunter! I’m coming. Oh God, I’m coming!”
He didn’t let up, only increased the pleasurable torture until I couldn’t take it any longer.
Then he was on top of me, slipping inside my body while his mouth found mine. I moaned at the taste of my own pleasure and wrapped my legs around him.
“More, Hunter. God, I want more. Fuck me fast and hard.”
“Fucking hell, Bella. I’m going to come right now if you talk like that.”
I dug my nails into his back. “I want it harder. Please!”
He drew back some and looked at me with concern. “The baby?”