Perfection (Neighbor from Hell #2)(91)

Without a condom she could feel the smooth velvety skin and hard veins to perfection. He felt so good, so right, she decided as she pulled his mouth down for a kiss. As he devoured her mouth, thrusting his tongue into her mouth the way he was thrusting his c**k inside her, he wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly.

"Love you.....love you, Zoe," he said, groaning as he quickened his pace.

She opened her mouth to tell him how much she loved him, but he chose that moment to do a little twist thrust with his h*ps that sent her flying. Digging her nails into his back, she threw her head back and let out a strangled scream that only seemed to set him off. He began pounding into her until she was forced to hold onto him or have her head slam into the arm of the couch. In seconds he had her screaming his name as he groaned out his own release.

For several minutes they lay there trying to catch their breath as they held each other tightly and would have probably stayed that way for the rest of the night if her traitorous stomach hadn't growled, startling them both.

With a pleased grin, Trevor ran his fingers through his sweaty hair as he pulled away from her, pausing again to press a tender kiss to her stomach. "I guess it's time to feed the baby," he said, looking and sounding truly happy and she couldn't help but smile.

Never in a million years would she have thought that a woman like her could make a man like Trevor happy, but he was and for the first time in her life she was truly content. She had a good job, good dogs, babies on the way and a man she knew she'd only fall in love with more with each passing day.

"I'll go make you a sandwich," he said, tucking himself back in his boxers and shooting her a wink as he sauntered towards the kitchen.

Of course, it didn't hurt that she also had a man she loved to torment, she decided.

"Better make it two, you do know we're having twins, right?" she asked innocently and tried not to laugh when he stumbled.

Epilogue

Eight years later........

"Everyone else is bringing homemade food," Zoe mumbled, feeling embarrassed that she still hadn't mastered the art of cooking, well at least not baking even after all these years.

After five failed cooking classes and Haley's guidance she could now sauté, grill, broil, boil, dice, and peel with the best of them, but she hadn't quite gotten the hang of baking. Even those brownies and cakes in a box gave her trouble and to date she hadn't had any of them come out like there were supposed to, that is come out of the oven edible. She either burned everything, undercooked it, or some weird combination of both. Haley was damn determined to help her and she appreciated it, especially since knowing how to bake would come in pretty handy with her household of Bradfords.

"Well, not everyone is as busy as my baby so they can all," Trevor's eyes shot down to their seven year old twins, Jonathan, a.k.a. "Johnnie", and Sebastian and their six year old twins, Mathew and Jessica, who were all looking up at their father innocently, too innocently, Zoe noted, "go suck an egg," Trevor finished, pursing his face up like he swallowed a lemon much to the children's' delight.

Zoe narrowed her eyes on the two sets of fraternal twins, and she thanked god everyday that they weren't identical because she really didn't know how she'd handle the little deviants if she couldn't even tell them apart, and wondered what they were up to now. When all four of them turned those charming Bradford smiles on her she knew it was going to be bad.

Very bad.

"What did you do?" she demanded, trying to cross her arms over her chest and look stern, but unfortunately for her it never really had much of an effect on her kids.

"Why, whatever do you mean, mommy?" Sebastian, the perfect picture of innocence, asked. Like the rest of his siblings he had her hair and eyes, but his father's devastatingly good looks and charm and wasn't afraid to use them.

"What did you kids-" Trevor started to say, no doubt noting the sweet smiles on their faces and becoming as frightened as she was, only to be interrupted when one of the cashiers, a pretty blonde in her late twenties who'd been eying Trevor like candy since they'd walked in, announced that their order was ready. After giving the children a look of warning he gave her a quick kiss and went to the counter to get the boxes of baked goods.

Johnnie gave her that same smile he gave her when his teacher, who'd been trembling and sobbing at the time, informed her that he believed the twins had been the ones to lock him in the closet with the school's pet snake, "Choppers." She hadn't bought his innocent act then and she wasn't buying it now.

"Remember what your father and I said earlier. If either one of you does anything bad then we're not going to your Uncle Jason and Aunt Haley's today," she said, knowing how much the kids adored Jason and Haley and refused to see them as anything less than their aunt and uncle. It was the same way for Jason and Haley's kids with them, but Jason and Haley's kids didn't scare the holy hell out of them with their innocent little smiles.

"But, we're being good," Jessica said, trying to give her the pouty innocent look that usually worked on her father.

"Really good," Mathew added with a hurt smile that was threatening to break out into a full grin. The boy really needed to work on his innocent act and judging by the scowl Johnnie was sending him he agreed and would probably look into the matter later.