Resolution: Baby Fever (A Resolution Pact Short Story) Read online

  “I’ve been in love with you all this time too,” I admit. “I never said anything because you always seemed so uninterested in me.”

  “I was interested. I was so interested it hurt. I forced myself to stay distant. You mean everything to Logan and I couldn’t risk damaging your relationship with him.”

  My heart lifts. “And now?”

  “Well, you’re talking about letting some random guy knock you up. The stakes have gotten significantly higher. No one is filling you with a baby but me.”

  I grin. “So you’ll do it?”

  “No.”

  I frown. “But you just sa—”

  “I’m not donating my DNA to you only for you to keep me out of your lives. I’m going to love you and knock you up, but only when you’re my wife. We’ll be a family and I’ll fill you with as many babies as you want.”

  My heart lurches. “Are you…proposing?”

  “Fuck yes, I am. Marry me, Scarlett. Start this year off the way it should have been a long time ago. Be mine.”

  I close my eyes and let the picture of my future come to me. I see him. I see us. And I say, “Yes.”

  4

  Cockblocker

  Max

  I didn’t know one word could cause so much happiness. Scarlett’s whisper of, “yes,” has me pulling her into my arms and crushing my lips to hers right there on the sidewalk. Right now there’s nothing but the two of us.

  The car she called pulls up in front of the club entrance and she breaks away from me. “Can you leave work and come with me?”

  I don’t take my gaze off her. “I’m the boss, I can leave my club whenever I want.”

  Her grin is filled with elation, the sight making pride swell in my chest. I am making her happy. It’s me and no one else. I hold open her car door and watch her slide inside the sedan, then as though her heart is tugging mine along with it, I follow.

  She links her fingers with mine and nestles her body against my side, but neither of us want to share our intimate needs with the driver in the front seat. What I have with Scarlett, what I’m about to do to her, is for our eyes only.

  As soon as the car stops in front of her building, I’m out of the car and holding the door for her. She slides to the edge of the seat and I get a quick flash of perfect inner thigh from the hem of her short as fuck dress. I bite back a groan and hope I convey my desire for her in my heated gaze. I’m going to burst into flames if I have to wait much longer.

  We don’t speak as I pull her toward the lobby of her building and into the elevator, but as soon as that damn door slides shut, I close the distance between our bodies.

  “It’s not a long ride,” she pants.

  “I don’t fucking care.” I claim her mouth, sliding my tongue past her lips to dance with hers. Her moan vibrates through my entire body and it’s all I can do not to slip my fingers under her dress to test how wet she is right now.

  There’s a ding as the elevator stops and the two of us part, both breathing heavily, her lips swollen from my kiss. The walk to her door is eighteen steps from the moment we hit the hallway. Eighteen steps of pure torture. But her key is in the lock and the door is open, and heaven is in my grasp. I scoop her into my arms before she steps into the apartment and she lets out a giggle.

  “Max! What are you doing?”

  “I’m carrying my bride over the threshold.”

  “But we’re not even married yet.”

  I shake my head. “Doesn’t matter. You said yes. Tomorrow we’re getting our marriage license and I’m taking you to the courthouse to make you mine.”

  “And tonight?”

  “I’m taking you to bed.” My voice is heavy with need and she’s perfection in my arms.

  Her room is small, the double bed taking up most of the space, but that’s fine. That’s all I need. I place her gently on her feet and stand in front of her. “This dress needs to come off,” I growl.

  She nods and slips first one strap, then the other over her shoulders. “And so do your clothes.”

  Her lips tempt me with their softness. I want to be kissing her again, but kissing her while we’re both naked sounds like a much better plan. Her dress pools to the floor and my mouth runs dry at the sight of her. Perfect full breasts, tipped with tight, rosy nipples are on display, just ready for my attention. “My God, Scarlett.”

  “What?”

  “You are my fantasy come to life.”

  She grins. “And you’re still dressed.”

  I tear at the buttons of my shirt, shuck my jacket, rip open my belt, and before long, I’m just as nude as she is, but where she’s soft and full, I’m hard as stone. My cock juts out and I’m unashamed of my need for her. This is what she does to me, what she’s always done to me. Her eyes widen as she takes a step forward. “Touch me,” I say, desperate to hold on to the control in my voice when my body is about to explode.

  She wraps her warm palm around my aching length and gives me a cursory stroke, the sensation enough to have me throwing my head back and groaning. I can’t take it. The feel of her hand on my sensitive dick is too much to bear. I need to be inside her when I climax. I need to fill her.

  “Lie back,” I say, grabbing her hand and removing her palm from my erection. “I can’t…fuck, I need to taste you, then I need to make love to you.”

  My Scarlett bites her full bottom lip and settles on the bed, she spreads her legs wide as she lays flat on the mattress. Her pussy is plump and pink, glistening with her desire, and I can’t wait to make her scream. My fingers toy with her, running over the tender flesh before dipping inside her heat. She moans and squirms, but when my tongue finds her swollen little clit, she screams. I bring her to orgasm in record time, the telltale clench of her walls around my fingers making my cock jerk.

  “Please, please, please,” she whimpers, clutching my head and tugging hard on my hair.

  I move then, positioning myself at her entrance. “Condom?” I ask.

  She shakes her head. “I want all of you. If we get pregnant, we’ll start our family, if not, we keep trying.”

  Fuck. The thought of the two of us making a baby tonight makes me ache. I sink inside her slowly, watching her expression change from shock to utter pleasure. The sounds of her soft little cries fill the room with every inch I press forward, and then the two of us let out a collective groan when I’m seated fully inside her. I roll my hips, grunting and shaking with the effort not to orgasm, but she’s already clamping down on me, her tits bouncing every time I bottom out inside her heat.

  “I’m going to come,” she says, her nipples hard little points as the climax hits her.

  “Fuck, me too.” I let go and flood her with my seed while she cries my name and claws at the sheets.

  I’m still shaking as I come down from my high, but her eyes are on me, open and trusting. “I love you, Max,” she murmurs.

  I press our foreheads together and say, “I love you, Scarlett. Always.”

  “What the fuck?” a booming voice calls out from behind me.

  Scarlett’s eyes go wide and her face pales. “Logan!”

  “Whoever the fuck you are, you’d better get your dick out of my sister so I can kill you,” Logan says.

  I turn my head to face my best friend and all I see in his eyes is betrayal.

  5

  Nice right hook

  Scarlett

  “Get the hell out of my room, Logan,” I screech as Max pulls a blanket over us and rolls off me.

  “Are you fucking kidding me? Max? How long have you been fucking my baby sister?” Logan is shaking with rage, his face red, eyes wild.

  “Listen, man, you don’t under—” Max starts, but Logan interrupts him.

  “Don’t tell me I don’t understand. You’ve been sticking your dick in my little sister. I understand exactly what this is. She’s fucking vulnerable. You saw your opportunity and you swooped in to get what you’ve always wanted.”

  The venom in my brother’s tone
says he has no idea that what Max always wanted was me—all of me--forever. “You have no clue what you’re talking about,” I say. “Max loves me.”

  Logan laughs. “Oh, did he tell you that? Max loves fucking pathetic girls who’ll fawn all over him, treat him like a god.”

  Before I know what’s happened, Logan is on the ground and Max stands over him. He winces and shakes out his already reddening hand.

  Logan groans and sits up. “You hit me. You fucking hit me.”

  Max’s chest heaves as he takes in heavy breaths. “And I’ll do it again if you ever talk badly about the woman I love. She’s not sad. She’s everything. And I’m going to marry her as soon as the courthouse opens.”

  My brother’s eyes widen. “What?”

  “He asked me tonight,” I pipe up, pulling on my robe and tying it tightly.

  “Are you serious?”

  Max nods. “I’ve never wanted anything more than I want her. I’m sorry you had to find out like this, man. It all happened so fast, but once we realized we’d both been in love for years, I knew we couldn’t waste another damn day.”

  Logan nods, sighs, and runs a hand over his face, his right eye bruised and black. “Damn, this hurts. I need a minute to work through all this. I’ll be in the kitchen, icing this fucking shiner.”

  I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I’d been holding. “There’s a bag of frozen peas in the freezer.”

  My brother waves in acknowledgment as he walks away, but then calls over his shoulder, “Put your fucking cock away, Max. I’ve seen enough of you to last a lifetime.”

  Max laughs, looking down at his completely nude form before grabbing his boxers and pants. He closes my bedroom door and turns toward me. “I guess we can check, tell Logan, off the list.”

  I erupt into uncontrollable laughter. I can’t help myself. “Oh my god. I…I can’t…I can’t believe that just happened.”

  Max’s eyes sparkle with amusement as he reaches for me. His hand finds mine and he pulls me close, dropping a kiss on my lips. “I see you still have your wedding dress,” he murmurs.

  Shoulders stiffening, I follow his gaze and see my beautiful gown in my open closet. “I couldn’t bear to get rid of it.”

  “Did you design the dress yourself?”

  I nod. Angry that something so special has been tainted by Bryce. “It was months of work.”

  He presses a kiss to my temple. “We can’t get married tomorrow.”

  My blood runs cold. Not again. I can’t lose him already. “What?”

  “You deserve to wear that dress, to be the bride you dreamed of being.”

  “I’ll wear it to the courthouse.”

  He shakes his head and takes my face between his palms. “No. You’ll wear it as you walk down the aisle to the theme song from The Princess Bride played on classical guitar, with honeysuckle in your hair, and wildflowers scattered in your path. Except this time, it’ll be the right man waiting for you. This time, it’ll be me.”

  Tears fill my eyes as he describes the dream wedding I’d played out in my head so many times. Somewhere along the line, I lost sight of what I wanted, and when I was engaged to Bryce it turned into exactly what his mother deemed appropriate. “Are you sure?”

  His lips find mine and I melt into his embrace. “It should have been me all along. We’ll get married, that I can promise you. But you deserve to have exactly what you dreamed of.”

  I kiss him again but this time there’s fire behind my lips on his and his answering moan sends a shockwave of lust straight between my legs. “God, Max, I want you again already.”

  “Good, because I’ll never stop craving you.” His erection is insistent and pressing against my belly. “Can you keep quiet?”

  I bite my lip. “Maybe.”

  He turns me around and bends me over the bed before freeing himself and sinking inside my waiting body. I moan, causing him to shudder as he begins thrusting slow and deep. His hand finds its way over my mouth as he picks up the pace, dragging my orgasm from me in a few sure strokes. His thrusts become erratic and he gasps as his own release takes over. Then the sound of music in the living room makes us both still as we bask in the glow of our love.

  “Too late to drown us out,” I murmur.

  His teeth graze my shoulder, bringing a shiver of longing over me. “I’ll deal with Logan. I expect you to be in this bed, waiting for me once I’ve smoothed this over.”

  Nodding, I stand and kiss him before making my way to the bathroom. “I can guarantee now that he knows we’re engaged, he’s already over his anger.”

  He drags a hand through his hair and sighs. “Yeah, but I owe him more than what I gave him.”

  I smile as he leaves the room and I step into the bathroom. This man is so clearly who I was meant to be with. Why hadn’t I had the courage to seek him out in the first place?

  My phone buzzes from my nightstand and I turn on the shower before going back to my room to see who it is.

  Stacy:

  Happy New Year, ladies. We’re going to make this year count. Decide what you want and get it.

  I grin and set the phone down, hand resting over my heart. That’s exactly what I did.

  Never let go

  Max

  Scarlett is angelic as she walks down the aisle toward me. A guitarist plays, candles light the small church, and the scent of honeysuckle fills the air as she draws closer. We decided to keep the wedding intimate, just us, my good friend Lincoln and his wife, as well as my parents and Logan. She reaches me and everything stops. My gaze never leaves hers.

  “I love you,” she whispers.

  “I love you. Are you all right?”

  She glances down and then back to me, nodding and smiling as she covers her lower belly with her wildflower bouquet. We found out she was pregnant a few weeks ago and the morning sickness has been a struggle.

  The pastor clears her throat and begins the ceremony, but I barely register the words coming out of her mouth. All I can focus on is the woman I’m about to pledge my undying love to. We say our vows, exchange our rings, and kiss. The tidal wave of emotion that cascades over me nearly brings me to my knees when our lips touch. She’s mine. Scarlett is mine forever and I’m never letting her go.

  “Ladies and gentlemen, may I present to you for the first time, Mr. And Mrs. Maxwell North.”

  The small crowd cheers, but I’m still kissing my wife. I spent years wanting her, I’m not going to waste any more time. I’ll never get enough of this woman, but now, I don’t have to worry. Scarlett has been my dream, and now she’s my reality.

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