Underestimated Part 68

Lauren and I talked for two hours and a whole pot of coffee. I felt good after all of cards were laid out. I was surprised that Dawson hadn't told her about why I had run from Drew the first time. Well, she didn't act like she knew anyway. I was hugging her at the door when my unbelievable husband pulled up. I should have expected it.

He was only in New York, extremely close to Maine when you owned a private jet.

Lauren and Drew exchanged greetings, and she headed across the yard, back to her own dwellings. I stared after her, sadly. I was going to miss her waking me up, and eating my food. She turned and smiled at me before disappearing into her house. I turned my attention to Drew.

"What's going on?" Drew wanted to know, sensing the thick air.

"I was about to ask you the same thing," I said, sliding into his arms. I missed him, I loved him, and I wanted to spend the rest of my life being his wife.

"I had to come and drive my obtuse wife to North Carolina because she is so d.a.m.ned hardheaded and difficult, and the most beautiful woman on earth," he explained.

"You have to work," I reminded him.

"Not really. I own the company, and I have a really good a.s.sistant."

"I own the company, you kind of work for me," I teased.

"In that case, may I please have a few days off so that I can spend the next fifteen hours trapped in a car with my wife?"

"Hmm, most definitely," I replied, kissing him.

Chapter 28.

We didn't get on the road until later in the afternoon. I wanted to stop and say goodbye to Starlight. I didn't know when I would see her again. Drew drank coffee and ate a pastry while we chatted in her office. I was surprised that she had known about Dawson and Lauren. She never mentioned it. I had even poured my heart out to her. She had the perfect chance, and she didn't say a word. I shouldn't have been surprised. She was Lauren and Dawson's friend too. She was just that kind of friend. I was going to miss her.

"Why do I get the feeling that something is going on that you're not telling me?" Drew asked when we were finally on the road.

I didn't want to talk about it yet. I was sad, and needed time to deal with the fact that I had just said goodbye to a man that I loved dearly, my friends, and my home.

I smiled over at him, and he took my hand. He was learning. He knew that I needed a moment and he let me have it. Well, actually he let me have three hours. I stared out the window thinking about what lay ahead while he conducted business on his Bluetooth. I have no idea what he was talking about and only picked up bits and pieces of his conversation. I knew that he had talked to Celeste several times, some guy named Patrick with security in Chicago, and Felix the pilot.

He answered another call from Celeste two minutes after hanging up from his last call. I didn't want him to work anymore. I was done feeling sorry for myself, and I wanted his attention.

"d.a.m.nit, Celeste. I forgot about that. Can you fly them out to North Carolina? I will go over them there, sign them, and you can get them back to Mr. Richfield."

I picked up his smartphone resting in the cup holder without him realizing it. I switched off his Bluetooth and picked up the conversation. He looked at me like I had lost my mind when he could no longer hear her, and I took over.

"Hi, Celeste. How are you?" I asked, looking at Drew.

"Why don't you bring your little guy and Alicia and spend the weekend on the beach?"

I watched Drew's bottom lip curl a little, amused.

"I'm sure it will be fine with Drew. My mom has a bed and breakfast there. I will see if there are any empty rooms if not there are nearby hotels."

"Don't worry about him. I can handle Drew, bring your family and relax for a couple of days."

"Okay. We will see you tomorrow. I will call and let you know about the room."

I hung up and tossed the phone to the back seat.

"I need that," Drew smirked.

"No. You don't. You need me."

"I do need you, baby," he confessed. "How did you know about Celeste's family? You're supposed to think that I am doing her."

I laughed. "You're not really her type."

"You're kind of deviant."

"I learned from the best."

He smiled. "Do you want to talk to me now?"

I nodded. "Dawson and I called it off last night."

"Jesus, Drew!" I screamed when the tires. .h.i.t the gravel, swerving off of the pavement.

"Sorry. What do you mean, you called it off."

"Keep your eyes on the road. I mean, I am coming home to you."

"Are you serious, Morgan?"

"Yes, I am very serious."

Drew hit the brakes and swerved to the side of the two lane road, causing a horn to blow past us.

"Oh, my G.o.d. We're not even going to have to worry about it. You're going to get us killed," I yelled, still holding the dash.

"You're not f.u.c.king with me right now? Please tell me this is real," he begged.

"It's real, Drew," I smiled. I didn't expect him to be as excited as he was.

He smiled the biggest toothy smile he could muster, not on purpose, I was sure. He couldn't help it.

"I am going to spend the rest of my life loving you," he a.s.sured me.

"And I am going to spend the rest of my life, loving you back. I am never going to bring up the past, and you can't go all dark on me if it comes up in my sleep." I knew it would. I hoped that eventually it wouldn't but for now, it was inevitable.

"You're leaving Maine?"

I laughed. "I can't come home to you if I stay in Maine, now can I?" He was having a hard time believing what I was saying. "I'm not going to sell the house just yet.

I need to wait until this baby is born. If he has to go to Maine for visitations, I want to be close to him."

"He's not going to any visitations in Maine. He will be at home with his daddy, no doubt in my mind.

There never has been."

I didn't tell him he could flip a coin. That was his chances on being the father. He was too excited. I didn't want to ruin that for him.

"Drive," I demanded.

He leaned over and kissed me. I placed my hand on the side of his face and let my tongue dance with his.

Down v.a.g.i.n.a, not now.

Our kiss was interrupted by the ringing of his phone in the back seat.

"You know this will drive me crazy, don't you?"

"Yes. I am aware of that," I said but didn't retrieve the phone for him.

Drew and I drove all the way to Pennsylvania before stopping for the night. We ordered Chinese up to our room, and I let him have his phone while I showered.

He was talking to Celeste when I came out. I shoved him back on the bed and straddled his waist while he talked. He smiled up at me with the eyes full of love. I couldn't have been happier. It may be crazy, but I was actually even happy for Dawson and Lauren. I think it made it a little easier for me, knowing that he wasn't alone.

I unb.u.t.toned Drew's dress pants and slid down the zipper.

"I have to go Celeste. My wife is demanding that I give her some attention."

He dropped his phone to the bed and raised his hips, helping me to slide them off.

He was already at full mast. I stroked him in my hand while our eyes stayed entranced.

"What are you doing, Mrs. Kelley?" he rasped in a s.e.xy as h.e.l.l voice.

"I need f.u.c.ked," I rasped right back.

I hated my ginormous stomach at the time. I wanted to be wild and kinky with my husband, but I knew that he would be the one to control how far that went, knowing it wasn't going to be very far. He rolled me over and lifted my s.h.i.+rt, kissing our baby. I hoped it was our baby, anyway.

I moaned when his fingers slid between the elastic around my leg. Only Drew's fingers could do that. He slid me out of my panties and rolled me to my side a little. I guess he thought that was the easiest way to keep my round stomach out of the way. I didn't mind, especially when I felt him slide in me. I was almost embarra.s.sed by the fact that I made it all of five strokes before I was grabbing the hotel sheets and calling out in pure ecstasy. That in turn, turned him on even more, and he thrust fast and hard into me.

"Yes, f.u.c.k me," I moaned once I felt the second wave.

That was too much for Drew. He thrust deep inside of me and released himself.

"d.a.m.nit, Morgan. You just had to go and say that, didn't you?"

I laughed and turned to face him. If somebody would have told me a year ago that I was going to love this man as much as I did, I would have deemed them crazy, and possibly shot them in the head.

Drew and I lay naked, tangled in each other's bodies, talking for a long time before drifting off to sleep.

I told him about Dawson and Lauren. I told him about deciding after my heart to heart with Star that I wanted him, and how I had dreaded telling Dawson. I told him that I found out about the two before the serious conversation. I sure am glad that I did. It did make it easier to break his heart. I told him about the conversation with my mom, and let him know that I was proud of him for confessing his sins to my mom. I'm not sure what got into me, but I talked and talked. Drew lay silent beside me caressing my stomach. He would stop me and ask a question here and there, but for the most part, listened.

Drew stood behind me, trapping me in his arms as we floated across the ocean on the ferry. It was Friday, and I promised Caroline that we would be there before she got out of school. We barely made it. Our late night before had caused us to sleep in later than normal. I threatened to throw Drew's phone away twice already. I knew he was going to work. He couldn't help it. That stupid phone was a permanent part of his body. At least I would be around my mom and Caroline.

We did luck out and get an empty room, but Celeste wasn't going to be as lucky. They were booked unless someone didn't show, which I was hoping. I suddenly liked her and couldn't wait to meet her little boy.

My mom hugged us both at the door. We had no sooner gotten our things carried upstairs when Caroline came boring around the corner, coming to a screeching stop at our door. I smiled. She ran to me and wrapped her arms around my neck.

"That baby is getting really big," she stated.

"He is, and I can't wait for him to meet his Aunt Caroline."

"I'm going to be his aunt?"

"You sure are, and he is going to love you."

"But, I'm only seven and three quarters."

"That is the perfect age to be an aunt," Drew offered, smiling at me.

"I'm mad at you," she stated, c.o.c.king her hip and resting her fist on its side. "You said you were coming to hunt sea gla.s.s with me, you didn't show up."

"I'm here now. Let's go."

"Wait for Vincent," I told Drew, wanting Celeste's little boy to have fun too.

"Who's Vincent?" Caroline wanted to know.

"His mom works for Drew. He's seven too," I explained.

"I better go get my homework done," she stated and started off.

"Wait. It's Friday. You do homework on Friday?"

Drew asked.

Caroline rolled her eyes. "My dad, he won't let me put off till tomorrow what I can do today," she said mimicking her dad's tone. We laughed at her and followed her out.

We sat in the guest dining room and drank coffee while Caroline did her homework. My mom smiled at me as we both observed Drew calling out spelling words to Caroline. He was going to be a good daddy, maybe not as cautious as Dawson would have been, but none the less, he was going to be fine.

"Dinner," Drew said.

"D i n e r," Caroline called out.

"Almost, that is diner like in a restaurant. This is dinner, like what's for dinner, Mom? Just remember you need two plates for dinner. That will help you remember you need two N's as well."

"Oh," Caroline relied, liking his instructions.