Licking my lips I nodded. “Uhh huh.”
Lowering himself, Gage positioned his erection at my entrance. “Look at me Cobie.” Moving my eyes so I was looking to him he slowly slid into me. “I love you, Co.”
Grabbing his shoulders I breathed out, “I love you, Gage.”
This was the first time Gage and I had had sex since I was told I had cancer. He seemed gentle. He took his time. It was like he was trying to memorize this moment.
“Gage, I promise I won’t break.”
Smiling down at me he picked up his pace. “This how you want it?” Arching off the couch I moaned. “I’ll take that as a yes.” Gage bit down on my earlobe.
Slamming into me harder, I heard the couch screech across the wood floor. There was the sweet, gentle, and loving Gage…then there was this Gage. The dominant, womanizing, and rough Gage. I liked the latter better.
“I want you to cum. I want you to orgasm so hard you’re screaming my name and your sweet juices are running down,” Gage gritted out between clinched teeth.
I was done for. Tossing my head back I yelled out, “Fuck, Gage. Oh God.”
“That’s it baby. Just like that.” Gage gripped the arm of the couch as I felt his dick pulsing. He shut his eyes and jerked. “Shit, Co. Fuck. You’re so damn tight.”
Gage slid out of me and scooted me so there was room for him to lay behind me. “I love how you look after you have an orgasm. Your cheeks get pink and your eyes are so bright.”
“Hmm.” I mumbled. All the stress was taking a toll on me. I was exhausted.
“Take a nap. I have a few things I need to do today.” Gage shimmied his way off the couch and kissed me cheek as he stood.
I was already half asleep by the time Gage whispered, “I love you. Be back in a little bit”
Gage
When Cobie and I found out we were having a girl she immediately started planning her nursery. She wanted her room to look like an open field full of wild flowers. The furniture she picked out looked like old barn wood. She wanted to go as far as painting clouds on the ceiling.
“Good afternoon, sir. Is there anything I can help you with?” A tall blonde asked from behind her desk.
“Actually, yes. I have an appointment to talk to somebody about designing a nursery for my daughter.”
The blonde smiled and said, “Of course. Take a seat and I will let our design team know you’re here.”
“Okay, thank you.”
A few minutes later a lady in her early forties came walking down the hall. “Mr. Tucker?”
Standing, I accepted her hand. “Yes. Please call me Gage.”
“Of course, my name is Wanda. Let’s go to my office and we can talk.”
I followed her down the sleek hallway that was lined with picture after picture of different rooms from different homes.
“Have a seat, Gage. I took a quick glance at your request. But, I would like to get more detail and go over a budget.”
Wanda took a seat in her large leather chair and pulled a folder in front of her. “To get a starting point so we know what we can and cannot do let’s go over budget.”
“There isn’t one.” I didn’t bat an eye at my comment, but clearly Wanda was having a hard time breathing.
“Oh. Well that makes my job a whole lot easier.”
I wasn’t an idiot I knew she got paid commission and I was ready to give her a hefty pay check.
“Since we clearly don’t have to worry about cost would you please give me a little more detail as to what you were wanting?” Wanda grabbed her pen, ready to take notes.
“I’m sure you saw this is a nursery for my daughter. Her mom wanted her room to look like an open field. She wanted the tall grass and golden weeds painted on the wall along with wildflowers. Realistic. Nothing whimsical.” I pulled my phone from my pocket and opened up the pictures. I had stopped on my way here and taken a picture of the open field behind Cobie’s mom’s house. Holding my phone out I showed Wanda who smiled. “She wants something just like this. She already has the furniture picked out. It looks like old barn wood. I could email you think link. Also, there needs to be clouds on the ceiling.”
As she wrote she paused to look up. “What about flooring?”
“It’s stays how it is. It’s a dark hardwood and my girl loves it.”
Did I just refer to Cobie as my girl?
“Can you email me that picture you have and the link for the furniture. I will draw something up today. I can email it to you either tonight or tomorrow. My team should be able to start this coming week and it should take only take three or four days to get this done since it will be mainly painting with décor. If that fits your schedule.”
I emailed her the picture before standing and holding my hand out to her. “Sound great. Thank you so much.”
I got the email that night with the picture she had drawn up. Cobie was going to love it. Now I had to figure out how to keep this from her.
Racking my brain I finally thought of something. Shutting the basement door so Cobie couldn’t hear me, I called her mom.
“Gage? Is everything okay?”
Yes. But, I have a favor I need from you.”
“God, you scared me. What do you need, honey?”
“Well, I have a surprise for Cobie but I need her out of the house for a few days. I was thinking of telling her I had to fly to New York for a few days but I wasn’t comfortable leaving her alone so I think she should stay with you while I was gone. But, you cannot let her come over here.”
“Um can I ask what in God’s name are you doing that she has to leave the house for a few days?”
“Surprising her with the nursery she has talked nonstop about since we found out Londyn was a girl.”
“The wild flowers and field?”
“Yes, so will you help me?”
“Of course, sweetie. Just let me know when to expect her.”
“The plan is to start the beginning of next week.”
“Okay. And, Gage, thank you.”
“Thank you? For what?”
“Proving Cobie wrong. When this all started she was terrified you would walk away or worse think she was some money chasing whore. I can see how much you both care for each other. I know this isn’t what y’all planned and life never is, but the way you two have grown together has a lot to say about the both of you.”
“I would never walk away from my child, regardless of how they were conceived. No, things for Cobie and I didn’t start out like normal but I wouldn’t take it back. And, I could never think that way about her. For one, I have respect for her and even only being around her a few times I knew she wasn’t like that. And two, Larkin would kill me.”
“Well, I just wanted to say thank you for taking care of my baby. I will see you soon.”
“No thanks needed.”
After getting off the phone with Carrie I made my way back upstairs where I found Cobie sitting at the kitchen bar. I told her that I had to fly back to New York and wanted her to stay with her mom for those few days. She looked a little sad but didn’t argue.
To be on the safe side I had Cobie at her mom’s house Sunday night in case Wanda and her team were early on Monday.
It took almost four days but the end product was worth it. Londyn’s nursery looked amazing. I couldn’t thank Wanda enough. As soon as her team was packed and out the door I called Cobie.
I didn’t wait for her to say anything, as soon as she answered I said, “Hey, sweetheart. I’m home. Why don’t you have your mom bring you over to have dinner with us?”
I heard her laugh. “Ok. How was your trip?”
Trying to hide my excitement I said, “It was nice. Now get your ass home, I missed my girls.”
“Calm down. We will be there in a few.”