Impossible To Resist (BWWM Romance Book 1)(55)

A.J. couldn’t breathe. The air around her felt thin and the world spun around her. She thought she might pass out but he squeezed her lightly and the world went right again.

“I don’t know what to say.”

“Say yes. Say you love me. Say you’re happy I’m here,” Jared suggested

“I’m pregnant,” A.J. blurted.

Jared’s face changed several times. He opened and closed his mouth at least half a dozen times before he composed himself enough to answer and when he did, it was not with words. Jared slanted his mouth over A.J.’s and let her know everything he felt better than words ever could have.

He released her and whispered in her ear, “Come with me.” Jared tugged her toward the tunnel.

“What about Jaida?” A.J. looked over her shoulder for her sister. “I have to let her know.”

“She’s fine, trust me,” Jared promised.

“I don’t know.” A.J. tugged back but Jared wrapped his hand around her wrist and pulled her into the shadows.

“Come with me, I promise it will be worth it.” Jared pushed open a door and pulled her in after him. He yanked the door shut and locked it.

“This is somebody’s office!” A.J. exclaimed as the light flipped on and she grasped her surroundings.

“Yep, it’s gonna be Paul’s but right now it’s just a private room,” Jared pointed out, “a private room with a rather comfortable couch.”

“How did you know about this?” A.J. accused.

“I have friends in high places who thought we could use some private time to talk,” Jared looked mischievous, “or do other things.”

He was on her before she could react, his hands roving over her body, lips kissing her jaw, her neck. Jared pulled her jersey off revealing the snug cami and bra struggling to contain her noticeably larger breasts.

He gasped. “Holy shit, have I missed you.”

Jared buried his face in her cleavage, groaning his approval as he worked at her jeans until they fell to her ankles.

A.J.’s hands found his head, wrapped her fingers in his curls as she pulled him closer. Jared pushed the hem of her cami up to expose her stomach. He peppered kisses along her abdomen to the very edge of her bikini line before hooking his thumbs in the sides and shimmying them down her legs. Jared traced his fingers up her legs, strategically kissing along her inner thigh and back up the length of her body, pausing at her now glistening mound. He growled low in his throat at the realization that she was ready for him.

Jared maneuvered A.J. to the couch and slipped out of his shorts. He covered her body with his, shifting slightly to offset his weight. Jared traced the line of her jaw and ran the pad of his thumb across her lips. He pressed his arousal against her thigh, close enough to tease them both. Her scent seemed stronger, sweeter than before.

He moved her into position, and looked into her eyes as he pushed inside of her. He watched her face change as he entered her, filling her slowly until he was fully encased inside her. Jared had not forgotten how A.J. felt, yet he shuddered with need as her juices flowed down his shaft. A.J. moaned and wrapped her arms about his shoulders, pulling him into her. She called his name as he bucked and rolled, struggling to gain leverage to drive further into her, to feel every inch of her body, every curve and valley. All Jared could think or feel revolved around A.J. until he exploded inside her, pulling her closer and burying his face into her neck, breathless and spent. Jared kissed his way up her neck and back to her mouth, tugging at her lower lip before brushing his lips lightly across the tip of her nose.



“I’ve missed you,” he told her. “You have no idea how much I’ve missed you.”

“Me, too.” A.J. nodded, eyes brimming with tears. “But I thought you went back to your old life and I was afraid you’d hate me when you found out and…”

“Stop,” Jared said firmly. “I’m happy, I promise you that I am not even a little upset with you. I meant every word I said. I’m coming here to be with you. I want you, us, a family. And if that means now then it means now.

You are mine, Alexis Thompson, and I’m not letting go again.”





Epilogue


“Hurry up, Alex!” Jaida hollered.

A.J. ambled awkwardly down the stairs. “I’m coming. It takes a little longer these days.”

“You should have just gone with the first outfit instead of changing three times,” Jaida chastised. “We’re gonna be late.”

“No, we’re not,” A.J. assured her.

“Who changes clothes three times to go to the hospital?” Jaida grumbled as they stepped out of the house and headed for the car.

“Somebody who knows the media is likely to be there and doesn’t want to look like a beached whale like she did last time,” A.J. bit back. “Are you sure you can handle Jack while we’re in delivery?”

“I’m not an invalid,” Jaida snapped. “Besides, Rick and Marie are on their way and they’re picking up Jared’s parents on the way.”

“Would you two quit fighting and get in the car?” Jared yelled out the driver’s side window of the SUV. “Jack wants to know when his baby brother is going to leave Mommy’s tummy.”

The backseat window slid down and a curly-haired boy in a Nashville Cougars jersey peered out. “C’mon, Mommy. Hurry.”