Gage smiled and said, “It’s a garnet, Londyn’s birthstone.”

Staring at my new ring I couldn’t help the smile that crept across my face. Lifting my left hand I cupped Gage’s face. “You can be such an egotistical ass to the outside world but the real Gage Tucker is one of the sweetest guys I know. Thank you for this, for everything. One things for sure though,”

Tilting his head and letting that shit eating grin take over his face Gage played dumb. “What’s that?”

Running my thumb across his lips I said, “The sex is amazing.”

Gage winked when he said, “Yeah that is very true. But you sure are loud.”

Pouting playfully I said, “I’ve never heard you complain.”

Leaning his head back Gage laughed. “No, no I haven’t.”

Gage lifted me up and put his arm under my legs. Walking back in the direction of our house he said, “Maybe we should start practicing on you being quiet now. I’ve heard practice makes perfect.”

Tilting my head back to see Gage’s eyes I could see how dark and intense they were. They always got that dark stormy sea blue when he was turned on.

Joking I said, “I’ll see what I can do, but I’m not making any promises.”

Nothing else was said until we were in the house. Gage laid me on the couch then slowly lowered himself over me. I grabbed his strong arms and felt them flexing the lower he got, holding himself up. Hearing the deep growl that came from Gage had me squirming, trying to ease the ache between my legs. Reaching between us I felt Gage’s hardness pressed against his jeans. I quickly unbuttoned his jeans and slid my hand inside. Once my hand was wrapped around his erection Gage rested his forehead on mine. “Fuck, Co! Lay down. Now!”

Removing my hand, I did what Gage said. He softly kissed up my leg and up my swollen belly. Stopping just at my belly button and whispering, “Daddy loves you.” He looked through his lashed at me before continuing back down my other leg.

Gage’s hand found its way back up my leg and under my dress. He lightly rubbed over my panties causing me to groan. I had a love/hate relationship with these little games he liked to play. Turning me on then making me wait or teasing me to the point of screaming.

“Is this what you want?” Gage asked in his deep, raspy voice.

Looking up I saw Gage standing. He had his had wrapped around his large dick, rubbing up and down.

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.