Booby Trapped and Baby Proofed (14 page)

“And would you like something engraved inside the band?”

Harrison thought about it for a moment. He was a traditionalist too, so it had to be something that expressed exactly what he felt. “I love you,” he said.

The salesclerk smiled. “Not very original.”

“Believe me, she’ll like it.”

The salesclerk continued to smile at him.

“What?”

“She’s pregnant, isn’t she?”

Harrison nodded. “How do you know that?”

“You have that I’m the luckiest man in the world look in your eyes. Normally, men come in here scared to death, not sure they’re doing the right thing.”

“I’m sure I’m doing the right thing. This is my second chance at happiness and I’m not going to blow it this time.”

“Well, I think it’s perfect,” the salesclerk said. “You knew exactly what you wanted…something perfect to express your love for her.”

Harrison chuckled. “Why are you working behind a counter? You should be a therapist.”

“No, I like this job better. I’m a romantic at heart.” He paused. “Would you like this gift wrapped?”

They had just gotten past the Fourth of July, so there wasn’t a holiday due for a couple of months. “No, just put it in a pretty black jeweler’s box. I want to give it to her tonight. I’m taking her out to dinner and dancing.”

“A plan,” the salesclerk replied. “May I suggest Antonio’s Restaurant by the Beach? It’s a lovely little Italian restaurant where you can eat and dance and you don’t have to leave the building.”

“Thank you,” Harrison told the younger man. “Maybe I was wrong. Maybe you are working at the correct job. You’re very good at what you do.”

“Thank you,” the man said. “Will this be cash or charge?”

“Debit,” Harrison said, taking out his card.

The salesclerk rang up his purchase, and handed the bag to him. “Good luck,” he said.

“Thanks,” Harrison said. “But I already feel like the luckiest man in the world.”

****

Ethan had gone off to stay with Trudy for the night, so he could spend some quiet time with Angel. He’d accompanied her to her prenatal class and learned more than he needed to know about the female reproductive system. And of course he also learned that he could continue to have sex with his sweetie for several months without fear of hurting the baby.

He dressed up in his favorite black suit, white shirt, and black tie, got a fresh haircut and made reservations at Antonio’s for eight. He rang the doorbell and Angel appeared dressed in a black and turquoise dress, black heels, and displaying that wonderful afro that he had come to love. He did like the braids, but there was something about an afro that made her look exotic. Harrison presented her with a bouquet of summer flowers mixed with Baby’s Breath. The flowers assured him that Angel would love the arrangement.

“They’re beautiful,” she said with a shy smile. “No one ever gave me flowers before.”

What kind of loser had she been married to? “Then I will remedy that.” He waited while she found a vase to put the flowers in, and then he pulled her into his arms and kissed her. “You look lovely.”

“Thank you. I hope you think that when I’m so fat I waddle.”

“I will,” Harrison assured her as he held the door open for her. “More of you to love.”

“Where are we going?” Angel asked as soon as he got into the car.

“I’m taking you to a nice Italian restaurant for dinner and then dancing.”

“Ooh, I like the sound of that. I haven’t gone dancing in years.”

He started up the car and drove toward the beach. “Olivia and I used to go dancing all the time before we got married.” He sighed. “We were so young, but we had fun together.”

“I wished I could have met her,” Angel said. “I bet she was a fine woman.”

He nodded. “But not perfect. We had our share of problems like everyone else. She didn’t like moving around so much, and sometimes I worked long hours and left her by herself.”

“So what were your thoughts when she told you she was pregnant?”

“I won’t lie,” Harrison said. “The thought frightened me. The only regret I have is that I’ve missed out on the first two years of Ethan’s life.”

“Just think of it as you will be there for the next sixteen.”

“I never thought of it that way.”

They arrived at the restaurant.

“I’ve heard about this place,” Angel said, stepping outside the car and looking around. “The food is supposed to be good.”

Harrison could tell that by the amount of cars in the parking lot. He escorted her inside and waited to be seated.

The restaurant had an old world charm. Each black table had two matching back chairs, a bright red tablecloth and two red tapered candles to set the mood for romance. The waiter sat them at a table by a window so they could watch the tide roll in on the beach. Soft violin music played in the background.

The waiter took their order. He offered Harrison a wine list, but Harrison gave it back to him. “We’re expecting a baby,” he told the waiter. “We’d like sparkling red cider with our meal.”

“A perfect choice,” the waiter told them. He went off to get their meal. He returned twenty minutes later with lasagna, buttery rolls, and a fresh green salad.

“This is a lot of food,” Angel said.

“Just eat what you can,” Harrison told her. He pointed behind her. “The bathroom is back there.”

She kicked him playfully under the table. “I have been managing to keep some food in. It’s natural to lose some weight at first, and then you pile it on so fast you don’t remember the morning sickness.”

Harrison sampled his food. The chef had used just the right amount of seasonings that did not overpower the taste of the cheese or the tomato sauce. “Are you enjoying yourself?” he asked after the waiter took their dinner plates away later.

“I’ll let you know after I taste this,” Angel said, digging into the Bavarois, a molded cold dessert made with whipped cream, crème anglaise, fruit puree, meringue, and chocolate. “Umm,” she moaned. “I’m enjoying this and myself very much.”

Harrison dug into his pocket, pulled out the little black box, and placed it on the side of her dessert plate. “I hope you leave room for this.”

“What have you done, Harrison?” Angel asked. She stopped eating and opened the box. She gasped. “It’s a ring.”

“Please marry me. Ethan and I love you and need you in our lives.”

Angel took the ring out of the box and slipped it on her finger. “This is perfect,” she said.

Harrison couldn’t help but notice her eyes filling with tears. “Don’t cry, darling. You don’t have to answer right now if you don’t want to.”

Angel wiped the tears from her eyes. “I’m so happy.”

“Is that a yes?”

She nodded, got out of her seat, and came around and hugged him. “Yes, I will marry you. I would hop up and down, but I don’t want to make a scene.”

Harrison chuckled. “You can do anything you want when we get home tonight.”

****

Angel felt good in his arms as he danced her around the floor. Several couples joined them to the slow big band music. And she surprised him with her sexy rendition of the Lindy Hop.

“You’re not old enough to know that dance,” Harrison told her when they took a break and returned to their seats.

“I watched a lot of dance shows when I was a child, and my parents taught us as kids.”

She’d spoken of her mother a couple of times, but never her father.

“My father had a stroke when I was about ten. He had hypertension and never listened to his doctor. He liked to enjoy life and didn’t worry about the consequences.”

He’d remember to watch what he ate from now on. He didn’t want to die needlessly and leave Angel to take care of both kids.

They left the restaurant around ten and headed for home.

Angel ran into the house because she had to pee.

Harrison chuckled. She’d gone a couple of times at the restaurant too. They could keep their secret for a little while, but sooner or later, her body would give the secret away.

“Could we go to the Justice of the Peace and get married?” Angel asked as they sat on the sofa enjoying a talk show. She had changed into one of his pajama tops to get comfortable.

“You don’t want a big wedding?”

Angel shook her head. “I had one of those last time. We spent a fortune, nothing went as planned, and in the end, he died.”

Harrison put his arm around her shoulder. “Sure, anything you want. We can get married next week if you can manage to take a day off. I want us to be a family as soon as possible.”

“Really?” Angel asked excitedly.

Harrison nodded. “Really.” He ran his gaze over her bare legs and feet. All ten of her toes were painted garnet. Sexy. He kissed her on her head.

“Don’t we have to apply for a marriage license first?”

Harrison squeezed her shoulder and then ran his hand down her arm. “We can apply for a license during lunch time tomorrow.” He paused. “And we’re going to need two witnesses.”

“I can get my sister Daria to be a witness,” she said. “Can you get Everett at such a short notice?”

He chuckled. “He’s an independent realtor. He can take off any time he pleases.”

“Oh my God, I have to get a dress,” Angel said as he cupped her breast. “There’s this cute little bridal boutique in the mall. I’m sure I can find something.”

“Um hum,” Harrison said as he stopped feeling her up through the pajama top and just unbuttoned it to get to her breasts.

“We’ll have the reception here. Maybe you can throw some steaks and burgers on the grill after church on Sunday.”

“If that’s what you want.” It delighted him that she was so excited. He was excited too, but down below the belt at the moment. He leaned down and took one of the nipples into his mouth, noting the change in their size. He wondered if Angel had noticed her breasts were growing larger.

Angel pushed her fingers through his hair as he tongued the nipple.

“Umm,” she moaned. “My breasts are so sensitive now.”

Harrison gave the same attention to the other one.

She continued to play in his hair. “I don’t think our baby will be a blond.”

He lifted his head slightly. “Two tow-heads in the family will be enough. She’ll be beautiful no matter the color of her hair or her eyes.”

“Sounds like you have you heart set on a girl.”

“A girl would be nice to even up things. And then we can have another boy later.”

Angel chuckled as he moved down from her breasts to just above her navel. He kissed the little swelling beneath her belly-button. “Daddy loves you, Sweet Pea.”

“Oh God, you’ve given the baby a nickname already.”

“Yes,” he said. Harrison ticked her navel with his tongue.

She moaned. “Lower.”

He slid off the couch onto the floor and parted her thighs. He reached up and pulled the waistband of her black panties to her hips. She raised her bottom so he could remove them.

“Now, as I was saying, Sweet Pea will probably have a killer afro like her mother, and hopefully, her beautiful smile.” He spread her legs apart and moved his fingers up until he heard her gasp. He never grew tired of hearing that. Harrison found her moist and ready for him. He introduced a second finger and sent it in.

Angel moved around, enjoying his sensual probing.

“Deeper,” she told him.

Harrison worked his fingers deeper inside.

She moved around, rolling her hips and trying to suck his fingers in.

“You have excellent muscle control.”

She giggled.

Harrison removed the fingers and kissed the inside of one of her thighs.

“You’re in a good mood,” she said, spreading her legs further apart invitingly.

“I’m getting married,” Harrison said, moving to a more comfortable position. He had to pull Angel’s butt to the edge of the sofa to get at her better. From this angle, he could see her pretty brown lips peeking at him. He parted the folds with his fingers, noting a change there too. The tissues had darkened. His cock hardened. Motherhood might not be fun for Angel, but it did have many advantages for him. “I want to eat this delightful pussy,” he said. Harrison lowered his head and tickled her lips.

Angel trembled above him, but did not fight. She tasted so delicious. He tickled her clitoris until it hardened like a little penis and then he entered her with his tongue.

Angel gasped loudly and then laid back and enjoyed what he did to her. He removed his tongue and inserted the two fingers again, thrusting them rhythmically in and out of her until he felt the tell-tale sign that she was about to come.

She moaned. Her butt lifted from the seat and she gave into the moment and enjoyed the orgasm.

Harrison rose. “Let’s move this to the bedroom.”

Angel tried to stand, but her legs were still a bit shaky.

He swept her up into his arms. He carried her into the master bedroom and placed her on the bed. He peeled out of his clothes while she waited patiently for him to join her. “I promise I’ll be gentle,” he told her.

“Don’t you dare,” she warned him.

“I’m only teasing,” he said, moving between her silky thighs. With one push, he guided himself into her moist hole.

“Ooh,” she said. Angel tried to pull him closer to her, but he stayed out of her grasp. He moved his hips, sending his dick deeper inside of her. She gave up trying to hug him and just laid back and enjoyed it.

Angel popped again a couple of minutes later. “Damn,” she replied as she recuperated. “That was so good.”

Harrison just chuckled and rolled her over on her knees. His cock needed relief. He spread her thighs again and entered, gripping both sides of her hips.

Angel didn’t have a problem keeping up with him, meeting him thrust for thrust.

He didn’t know if he was tired from dancing or the fact that he still ached a little from teaching karate, but he came early and sank down on her back. He didn’t linger like that too long because he didn’t want to put too much pressure on her. In less than five minutes after releasing her, they both yawned. He smiled. He couldn’t be happier.

Chapter Eleven

“I can’t believe you guys are really doing this,” Everett said to Harrison as they stood in the outer office of the Justice of the Peace, waiting for the ceremony.