Destiny's Detour (14 page)

Troy’s arm tightens around me as he pulls me to a stop, and brings my thoughts back to him. As he turns to face me, I am once again hit by his intense gaze, and can’t help but wonder what is going through his mind. Slowly, our bodies meld, and we drift together like magnets attracted to one another. Our lips meet in a slow, perfectly synced kiss. Troy licks my bottom lip, and my mouth parts, allowing our kiss to deepen. I quickly lose myself in the magical moment. His fingers tangle in my hair as my arms wrap tightly around his neck. I am ready to let him take me right on this beach. Will I ever get tired of kissing him this way? I hope not. After what feels like an eternity of kissing, hot and heavy, he slows and steps back from me.

“I love you, Destiny.” His voice is a little breathless, and I’m not sure if it’s from the kiss or something else.

“I love you, too.” My hand travels down from his neck, tracing the muscles of his arms; a slight shiver covers me as I think about how sexy his muscles are.

He cups my face in his hands, kissing me tenderly. “I never dreamed I would fall in love with the little girl who used to follow David and me around.”

Gazing into his eyes, I see his love, and hope that he sees the same thing reflected in mine. My heart races, my body overloading from the emotions coursing through it. Slightly shaky, I hold on tighter to Troy as his arms tighten around me. He can sense I need his support. Tears form in my eyes as my emotions swell through me like the waves in the ocean.

“I know that things are all messed up and more so for you. I know you are giving up your dancing to have this baby. I can’t thank you enough for the gift you are giving me. The sacrifices you are making. You are everything I never knew I wanted in life. Watching you these last few years as you’ve grown into a beautiful woman, one that I love, who is my soul mate, has been a gift.”

His grip on me loosens, and for a moment, time stands still. As I watch him get down on one knee, my breath stops, my hand clutches my chest, and my body shakes. Is he doing what I think he is doing?
OMG!
He is. We are plunging head first into this relationship with reckless abandon. My tears freely fall now.

“Destiny, I want to spend the rest of my life making you happy. I want to raise this baby and any future children we may have together. I want to be the blood that rushes throughout your body. I want my heart to continue skipping a beat when I hear your laugh or when you look at me like I am the only man in the room. I never want you to lose that beautiful blush that takes over your body when I whisper how much I love you in your ear. You make me feel like a hero on and off the field. Marry me?”

I quietly sob tears of extreme joy. When he nervously fidgets with the ring box in his hand, I realize I need to say something before he thinks I’m turning him down. I open my mouth but nothing comes out. I close it and open it again, finally finding my voice. “Yes,” I barely whisper. He slips the ring on my finger, so he must have heard me. Without even bothering to brush the sand off his knees, he stands and pulls me tight to him, fusing his lips with mine. The kiss ends with our foreheads resting together, and we stand there quietly smiling, just staring at one another. I am so happy in this moment.

“You have made me the happiest man on earth tonight.”

“Am I dreaming?”

“Princess, you’re not dreaming. This is very real, I promise you.”

We walk along the beach for a little longer, stopping every so often to steal kisses. We are completely wrapped in one another. There is no one else in the world.

Troy pulls me into him, lifting me off the ground and spinning around with me

“You have made me the happiest man tonight. Have I told you that?”

I giggle. “Maybe once.”

“I’m going to keep telling you until you realize how much I mean it.” He seals his words with a soft, supple kiss.

We slowly make our way back to his car to head home. Since we have a game in the morning, we can’t stay out late. The whole ride home, we steal glances at one another. Troy’s face is lit up with a grin from ear to ear, as if he just won a championship game. It warms me to know he is that happy with me. I smile back at him, blushing a bit with the way he makes me feel. It’s silly to feel shy in front of him right now, but I do. Yet, at the same time, I am thrilled that I am going to become his wife.

Needing more time alone, we quietly sneak back into the house and head straight to our room. We don’t want to be disturbed by anyone. Shutting the bedroom door, Troy locks us in, and the rest of the world out. As I stand in front of the mirror on the closet door and lift the hem of my dress, his arms wrap around me and hot kisses trail down my neckline. I sigh as I lean back into him. The warmth of his lips on my shoulder makes me shiver and goose bumps break out across my skin. He helps me out of my dress, carelessly throwing it over a chair. Then he steps away from me as he begins removing his clothes. He turns me to face him and hunger laces his kiss. My body melts in his arms.

“Troy,” I whisper with a plea in my tone.

“I got you, Babe.” He picks me up and carries me to bed.

I am completely lost in the feel of Troy. He settles us carefully on the bed. I reach up and trail my hands through his hair, and pull his lips to mine. My back arches to remove any space between our bodies so that we are skin to skin. I want to be closer. No, I need to be closer. Desire consumes me.

“Destiny,” he moans, “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t.” My grip on his hair tightens as my body begins to tremble.

I lose myself in the passion of our kisses. His hand slips between my legs, and his fingers move inside me at a slow, sensual pace, bringing me ever closer to the edge of the cliff. My body arches to meet the rhythm of his fingers, and mewling sounds come from deep within me. Troy finally pulls his fingers out, and as he sucks my juices from them, my moans turn to groans. That is seriously one of the hottest things I have ever seen.

Troy lowers his head and buries his face in my wet slit. His mouth begins to make love to me. The sensual, soft pace makes me lose all ability to think as he feasts on me. My body writhes under him, and my hands tightly clutch his hair as my heels dig into the back of his shoulders. As I reach the peak, I can’t hold back and cry out his name in pleasure.

He keeps up his assault on my senses, licking and sucking, and before I can catch my breath, he brings me to the edge again. Just when I think my orgasm will consume me again, he pulls away to kiss his way up my stomach to my neck, and then finally covers my mouth with his. As he kisses me, his hard cock presses into me, and it’s no secret that he is more than ready. He pulls back from the kiss, positions himself, and with one thrust, enters me. My trembling legs find their way to his waist, and my heels dig into his ass as I try to pull him in deeper. Our groans of pleasure mingle with the sound of our bodies moving together. Troy surprises me by keeping the pace slow and smooth. Another orgasm begins to well up, and I don’t know if I will survive this many so close together. As I explode around his cock, the spasms send Troy over the edge with me. As I float back to Earth, the only thing I clearly remember is hearing him call out, “Destiny, I love you.”

With our bodies soft, pliant, and satisfied, we can only lay there for a few moments while struggling to catch our breath and come back to our senses. Troy gently pulls out of me, and walks into the bathroom. When he comes back, he has a warm washcloth that he uses to gently clean me. The way he takes care of me makes me fall more in love with him. Every moment we are together brings us closer to each other.

Most people will not understand how easily we have fallen into our future role as parents, but I am not sure I can give a detailed explanation. From the moment I found out I was pregnant, there has been no question or doubt in my mind that I am already madly in love with this peanut.

Troy wraps his arms around me, pulling me into his side as he slips one of his legs between mine. This is the last thing I remember before falling asleep.

Today, we continue our normal game day ritual, and wait until we are all back at the house before we announce our engagement. Loud squeals fill the air, causing the men to just roll their eyes at Amy and our moms’ reactions. Following the strict bro-code, the guys all fist bump Troy, but our dads show their acceptance and excitement with warm hugs. Men can be so funny when dealing with their emotions.

When asked if we had set a date, I look over at Troy to see if he wants to tell them what we’ve decided. He just smiles at me as if to say whatever I want is what he will want, too.

I hesitantly say, “Well, if we can get everything together in time, I’d like to marry over the Christmas holidays. That way I’m still skinny, and we can go on a honeymoon without missing school.”

Since I am the bride, our moms reassure me that we’ll get it all planned so that I can have the perfect wedding on the day that I want. Once the date is settled, other plans fall quickly in place. Amy, without question, will be my maid of honor, and David is more than happy to stand up for Troy as best man.

Because we want to get married in our hometown, my mom volunteers to take care of all the details so that all I will have to do is approve the choices. She is so excited that she can barely sit still, and squeals that she plans to start making calls first thing Monday morning. She then informs me that I need to start shopping for my wedding and bridesmaid dresses, and I assure her that Amy and I will do it next week after class.

Despite the nearness of the date, this wedding is going to be a big, loud occasion with a lot of very important people attending. It’s to be expected when the children of two well-known, retired, NFL players marry each other. At the thought of all the football people involved or attending, I crack a joke about having a football themed wedding, and getting married in our old high school stadium. The guys get excited because they think it’s a great idea.

“I hate to break it to ya, but that was a joke. I want the princess wedding that I’ve always dreamed of having.”

“Whatever my princess wants, my princess gets.” When Troy says this, David begins to grumble, but Troy shuts him up with a smack to the back of his head. My face lights up with a smile. If it’s at all possible, Troy may actually spoil me more than my daddy does.

Sunday lunch brings more talk about wedding stuff. My hands shake with excitement when I think about how well the planning is going. My mom may be driving me crazy, but she wastes no time or energy getting things done. It’s strange since we are pulling it together in a little less than a month’s time. I am marrying the love of my life, a man who is my best friend, and has always been in my life. It is very close to perfect.

As conversation flows around me, my thoughts drift off to dance practice tomorrow. Buffy is going to blow a gasket when I announce I am getting married and having Troy’s baby. Maybe she will finally realize that Troy has never been hers.

On Monday afternoon, I meet with Mandy and we decide I will dance through the football season, and into basketball season until I start showing. After that, it will be like I am on injured reserve the rest of the year. She wants to use me as much as she can for choreographing and consulting. She is being more than fair. She tells me I am too good to not keep me on the team. I let her know that Troy and I are planning to get married over the Christmas break and she says that would help with any questions of being a good role model. I give her a brief history of how we grew up together and how we became a couple. We are going straight to meet with the team, so we decide I will make my announcement to the team this afternoon. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t a little nervous.

I search for Amy in the dressing room to quickly tell her what Mandy and I have discussed. I am telling the team at our team meeting in just a few minutes. It will be interesting to see how Buffy takes this news. Mandy is waiting for us and we all take our seats. She calls me to speak first.

“So, I want the team to be some of the first to know, because this will be public very soon. I will be getting married over the Christmas break and will be having a baby by mid-June.”