Chapter 34

CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR

JENSEN

Hollie

I left about a half hour ago. I thought you guys might want some privacy. I had planned to go baby shopping tomorrow, but maybe it should be dress shopping?!

Mom

Did you just propose on live TV?

Dad

Way to go, son.

Jon

I'll be over tomorrow with the spare wedding planner I have.

Jessie

Classic Jensen. Can I say congrats yet?

Princess

When will you be home?

Right about now.

I walk into our apartment. Everything has been cleaned and wiped down, and I smile when I see Kate's sketchpad and pen set on the side.

Slipping off my loafers, trepidation overtakes me, wondering what I'm going to be faced with when I walk into our bedroom and see her.

I want to marry Kate desperately, but my eager brain decided I might as well announce it in front of the entire fucking population.

And once I did, a circus ensued, leaving me no time to check in with anyone, even Kate.

I toss my phone on the couch—everyone can wait. There's only one person I need to be with right now.

A soft glow greets me when I enter the bedroom, and I spot Kate sitting up in bed, looking like a fucking dream in a white silk cami nightdress. Her bump shows underneath the duvet that rests over it. Her blonde hair is down and around her shoulders. She's reading one of the baby books I bought her, and my heart squeezes so hard in my chest.

As I stand at the foot of the bed, she looks calm and collected—not the Kate I was half expecting to see.

Maybe we surprise each other sometimes.

"Hey," I say, pulling off my tie.

"Hi," she whispers.

Shrugging off my jacket, I start unbuttoning my white dress shirt. "Did you watch the interview?"

"I did."

I know she did.

"And?" I ask.

She replaces her bookmark and closes the book, resting it on her cute bump. "And nothing about what you say or do surprises me anymore."

"Are you pissed at me?" I ask, pushing the stress lump down in my throat.

She shakes her head. "No."

I narrow my eyes playfully at her as I unzip my pants. "What are you then?"

She sets the book on the bedroom floor and pats the bed beside her. "Waiting for you to come fuck me."

Barking out a laugh, I throw my head back as a mixture of happiness and relief hits me.

Fixing her with my eyes again, I push my pants down until they pool around my ankles, and I step out of them, holding out my hand. "Come here."

Slowly, she climbs out of bed and then takes my hand as I pull her toward me.

Wrapping an arm around her waist and raising our joined hands into the waltz position, I slowly start turning us around in a circle.

She chuckles. "What are we doing?"

"Dancing, Princess."

Clearing my throat and against the silence of the bedroom, I start singing out the lyrics to ABBA's "Dancing Queen."

She looks up at me, her swollen stomach rubbing against my body. "I need you to know that I…I love you."

I already know she does. I didn't need her to say it out loud for me to know. But the fact she did tells me she's ready.

Placing a soft kiss on her forehead, I close my eyes and leave this moment to fate. "Marry me, Princess. Be my wife. Let me dance with you in our bedroom when we're old and gray in our underwear. Give me that honor."

Keeping her beautiful blue but now slightly glassy eyes on me, she nods slowly. "You've blown every theory I had about you completely out of the water. You've proven me wrong at every turn. You've proven to be my soulmate, JJ. So, yes."

Taking her mouth with mine, I kiss her in a way that tells her she's my world.

"Hang on a minute."

Stepping away, I move to my dresser and pull out the small black box I buried in there when I bought it right after Kate told me she was pregnant.

Standing there in her silky nightdress, I slowly spin around to face her and drop to one knee.

"I can't believe you bought a ring in advance." She props a sassy hand on her hip. "No, wait, I absolutely can."

Still on one knee, I cock my head to the side. "You going to let me put this on your finger or what?"

"I will, but once you get off your knee."

I laugh and come to a stand.

Popping the lid on the box, Kate's eyes go wide. "A black diamond?" She reaches out and touches it. "It's really beautiful."

The ring is set on a platinum band, and when I saw it sitting in a jeweler's window as a "one-off" piece, I knew that it was made for one person only.

My girl.

Slipping it onto her finger, it's the perfect fit and needs no adjustments.

"JJ, it's amazing." She looks at it in awe.

Resting my forehead against hers, I look down at the ring and place a hand over her stomach. "I want our wedding to be small and intimate. Just you, me, close family and our friends. What do you think?"

She palms my cheek and nods. "I know how much of a big deal this is to you after everything that happened last time. I never pictured myself having children or getting married. But now I do, and it's entirely because of you and how you've turned my life around. I'll happily marry you alone and in some dingy bar."

Kissing her gently, I smile against her lips. "I was thinking of my hometown."

"Perfect. And only East, Layla—his wife—and Ava. I want my parents nowhere near." She laughs darkly. "Not that they would anyway."

"Princess, you're my family now. I promise they'll never hurt you again."

Slipping her left hand, complete with my rock, into the waistband of my boxers, she palms my already hard dick. "I want you."

KATE

Walking to the bed with my legs wrapped around his waist, we kiss passionately, his tongue sliding against mine.

As he lays me down on the bed and lifts my nightdress, a satisfied smile spreads across his face. "No underwear."

"You like me bare, right?"

"Damn right, I do." Pushing his boxers to the ground, he drops to his knees on the floor and then pulls me towards him.

"I want to know if wife pussy tastes any sweeter."

He licks me from my ass to my clit, circling his tongue until my hips rocket off the bed.

"I never thought it could be sweeter, but it fucking is." He licks his lips. "You've always tasted like mine, but now you taste like forever."

"I want you inside me," I cry as the first orgasm hits me hard, melting me into the mattress.

Crawling over me, he positions his huge cock at my entrance. "Please," I beg.

"Please, what?"

"Please give me your cock."

"That's a good girl." He pushes in halfway but then stops, leaving me more desperate than before. "Tell me you're in love with me."

This moment feels bigger than when he put a ring on my finger a few minutes before. But big doesn't necessarily mean scary, and I'm not scared anymore. I'm nervous about what my future as a mom and wife will look like for my career, but mostly, I'm excited. I know he's what I want.

He's the only one that's made me feel this way.

"I'm in love with you."

He smirks. "Yeah, you are. But remember, friends don't do things like this."

I smack his chest lightly. "You told me you'd remind me of this moment."

"I know I did, and one thing about me, Princess—I always keep my promises."

Sliding all the way in, I gasp at the way he fills me. "Friends don't do this, Kate. I've never been your friend. I've only ever been your endgame."

In the soft light of our bedroom, I let my fiancé make love to me, and I feel it all. All of the emotions I've been fighting back from the moment I sat on his lap and convinced myself he was an asshole.

Kissing me gently as he brings me to the edge of utopia, Jensen looks me in the eyes. "You gonna go find a dress tomorrow with Hollie?"

"Yes, I think so."

Tipping my head up, he begins kissing down my neck while moving inside me in languid strokes that set my body alight.

"Do you know how hard it's going to be for me after you have our babies not to put another inside you right away?"

I fall apart and come so hard my vision blurs. I would cry out, but every muscle in my body contracts, and all I can manage is a needy whimper.

"My girl has a breeding kink." He continues to move inside me, going deep and hitting that spot. "See, we're the perfect match. You love to be full of me, and I love to watch you take it."

He withdraws and slowly flips me onto my hands and knees. Spanking my ass, he re-enters me. "You'll always be my naughty girl with a pretty pussy and a wicked tongue."

Even if I could summon the energy to argue or respond, I wouldn't. And as I comply with his commands, he fucks me so good from behind, his head back and his hands on my hips.

"I'm going to come inside you, Princess. Are you ready for my cum?"

My plea is a desperate, muffled one. "Yes."

As he empties himself inside me, he withdraws and then leans down on one forearm and kisses the back of my hand, now wearing his ring. "I fucking love you, Katherine Jones."