Touchdown Daddy (5 page)

I was out for the season. The doctors didn’t think surgery yet, but there was a lot of rest and ice in my future. I hung around the house and took care of myself until I couldn’t stand it any longer. A few friends reached out, and I left town to visit them in their home cities. We went out, and I tried to find peace in myself as I struggled missing everything that I’d lived for. It was tough to stomach the team on television fighting for the championship and I felt the intense guilt at not being there for them.

My injury slowed me down with the women, but I wasn’t in the mood for that anyway. I still missed Jennifer, and there was something inside of me that told me to reach out to her right now. I had never known her number and didn’t want to ask Coach, with all of his stress. I found myself visiting Pennsylvania, Maryland and finally Boston as I remembered that she’d moved back there. All it took was a little research to know that she was working for the pro hockey team. My friend Chad scored us some tickets to see a game, and I took my seat in the front seats with my arm in a sling as I looked around the arena.

Hockey was different than football, but I had a hell of a lot of respect for the guys. They were dealing with speed and ice as well as some of the same factors that I faced on a daily basis. I watched them practice for the crowd and appreciated their skill. Seeing their closeness in their conversations and the way that they worked together made me miss my team immensely. Nothing was like being on a team unless it was Jennifer. She was the one thing that I’d wanted as much as football, and I turned my head to look at the home bench with heavy eyes. Some of the players were gathered around the two well-dressed men that I assumed were the coaches, and it took me a moment to find a light redhead sitting on the bench and talking closely with a player. I straightened up to see more of her and my heart pounded when I saw her beautiful smile cross her face. Something was different about her, and I growled when I saw the player slip an arm around her shoulders and pull her in for a light hug. Her hair was longer, pulled up into a smooth ponytail and her face seemed to be glowing. Her eyes were tired but bright. She stood and took a deep breath as she slipped her hands over her rounded stomach.

Fuck me. Jennifer was pregnant and fairly far along by the looks of things. My mind was racing, flashing back to our night together and the way it had felt to come inside of her tight pussy. I stood and made my way to the glass behind the bench. I vaguely heard my friend call my name. Jennifer looked out to the ice and laughed as I stared through the back of her head for several moments. She was so fucking beautiful, and I wanted to claim her as mine right here and now.

She finally turned and said something to the coach before her eyes searched the crowd with a frown. She met my eyes and her face paled as she pressed her lips together and said something to the man beside her. She stared at me, and I saw raw emotion pass through her eyes as she pointed to the top and left the bench.

I rushed up the stairs to look for her, and my hands shook when I watched her come towards me dressed in the burgundy color of her new team. Her eyes were distressed, and I cupped her face in my hands, kissing her as she tried to say something. “What the fuck is up with you just disappearing like that? You never told me, never said goodbye. I got nothing from you.”

“Justin,” she said, and I pulled away to see her crying. “Are you okay? What are you doing here?”

“I’m out for the season. I’m traveling and trying to stay away from the television as much as possible,” I replied as she nodded and covered my hands with hers. “I heard that you were here. I looked for you online, and here you are, beautiful as hell.” My eyes dropped down to her stomach as her eyes widened. “You’re so beautiful like this. Who is the lucky guy?”

Jennifer swallowed and looked down, trying to smile. “I…didn’t want you to see me like this.”

“Why not?” I asked as I looked into her eyes.

“You’re going through enough right now. I didn’t want to add more to your plate,” Jennifer said as people rushed to their seats around us to see the first face-off of the game. “This is your baby, Justin.”

“What the fuck,” I breathed as I took her hand and pulled her to a less congested end of the stadium.

“I have to be available for the team,” she told me as I got to an end and pulled her through a door where we could see the rink from a dark corner.

“Always the good worker,” I muttered. She looked at the screen and then me with big eyes. “Talk to me. Why is it mine?”

Her face darkened as she stared at me but I didn’t look away. “I was only with Keith and we were always very careful. Don’t you remember our night?”

“Remember it? I can’t stop thinking about it, Jen. Are you sure about this?” The name of her former lover made my jealousy flare up, and I clenched my fists.

“I don’t sleep around. I never have, Justin. That’s your world,” she said, more tears sliding down her cheeks.

“Not anymore. Not since this fucking injury and realizing that I only want you. I tried to fuck you out of my system, but it didn’t work. Now, there’s a baby, and I can’t walk away now.” I held onto her face and kissed her hard as she molded her growing breasts against me and met my tongue with her own. She tasted like heaven. “I love you, Jennifer.”

The game played around us, and I heard everything that was happening as I slid my hands over her body to feel the changes in her curves. “You do?”

“Yes. More than I’ve ever loved anybody,” I replied, and Jennifer smiled against my lips as she kissed me again.

“I love you, Justin. I have from the beginning though I tried so hard to stop. So hard.” Jennifer was crying as she clung to me and I heard something called out over the loudspeaker as she turned her head and looked towards the ice. A player was down, and she gasped before she pecked my lips. “We’re having a girl. I have to go down there. Watch for a while and I’ll find you after the game.”

Jennifer was gone, and I stepped out of the dark as the news played through my mind. A girl. A beautiful little girl. I couldn’t wait to meet her, and I went back to my seat with a grin as Chad took a long look at me. “Finally here to watch a game?”

I looked over the ice and saw Jennifer walking back to the bench as a couple of guys assisted a player from the ice. “What happened?” I asked as I focused on her face. I could still see that she’d been crying, but she looked beautiful with a contented smile on her face now. The compassion that she felt for others showed in the way that she waited for the player and spoke to the coach, making me realize that I almost lost something great.

“He took a stick to the neck and then went down to the ice from another hit. It looked pretty painful. Do you know that girl?” Chad asked with that tone that I was used to.

“She’s mine,” I said as I felt his eyes on me for a long moment. “She’s it for me.”

“Are you into being a dad all of a sudden?” I narrowed my eyes at his question and pushed any doubt that this baby was mine out of my head. Jennifer didn’t sleep around, and she was different from the girls that I was used to meeting. “She’s pregnant.”

“It’s my baby,” I said and looked at his stunned face. “I was with her back in Philly. We broke up before I knew she was pregnant, but now that’s not going to happen.”

“Holy shit. You’re serious.”

“I am as serious about Jen as I have been about anything else. Get used to it.” I assured him as I leaned back to watch the game and keep an eye on her. Jennifer looked at me several times if she was out front and her smile filled me with hope, despite my injury and uncertain future.

The game ended with a victory for the team, and I cheered as they skated off the ice. Kellan was going to be okay from his second injury, and everyone was happy, including me. I couldn’t believe that Justin was here and that he loved me. No, he loved us. I took care of business before we left for the night and walked out to the main entrance to see Justin looking down at his phone as he leaned against the wall. “You’re still here,” I breathed as he glanced up at me with a smile. “I almost thought this was a dream.’

“I’m not going anywhere, Angel. I told my buddy that I had a place to stay. I hope that wasn’t too presumptuous of me?” His eyebrow raised and I giggled as I shook my head. “Good. I want to hear every detail of this pregnancy and every thought you had. The only part I wish I’d dreamed is that you were alone through it.”

“I have my stepmom and my dad. There're friends. I’ve been okay, for the most part,” I assured him as I walked towards him.

“Now I’m here, and I am never leaving you two.” His voice was confident, and I tilted my head.

“You’re not out of football, Justin.”

“We’ll be together no matter what happens. Here, there or anywhere you want. I am happy with you,” Justin bent his head down and pressed a kiss to my lips. My body instantly reacted, well-aware that my hormones were going to get what they desperately needed. “Let’s go.”

He drove my car home and peppered me with questions as I tried my best to answer them. Pregnancy brain made it difficult to remember all of the details that he wanted to hear though I tried my best. Justin hung on every word I said with a look of amazement on his face, and he parked the car when we arrived at my new condo. “Nice place.”

“It’s cute. There're two rooms, so I’ll be all set when she gets here.” I watched him unlock the door and enter with a long look at the living room. “My folks are close by.”

“Good. That’s good.” He said as I dropped my purse on the table and stepped towards him as need throbbed between my legs.

“There’s something about pregnancy that you need to know,” my voice was low, and he stared at me as I slipped my arms around his neck.

“What’s that?”

“I’ve never been so horny.” A look of anger crossed his face, and I shook my head before I gave him a soft kiss. “I haven’t been with anybody. I can’t feel anything for anyone like I do for you. Now that you’re here, I am going to jump you like a teenage girl, though.”

He kissed me hard and our teeth crashed together as we worked out our passion and started making out against the wall. It was everything that I remembered and more, and Justin stroked my hair before he lowered his hand to my ass and tried to lift me. “Baby, I’m heavy. You’re not carrying me with one arm.”

“Fine. Where’s your bedroom?” I laughed and showed him before I went to use the bathroom again. I stared into the mirror and hoped that I looked good since I wasn’t feeling very sexy as a pregnant woman. I pushed the insecurity aside and undressed out of my work clothes before I freshened up.

I found a dress that I sometimes wore alone to sleep in that accented my curves and displayed my expanding cleavage. It wasn’t sexy lingerie by any means, but I thought Justin would enjoy it. It was a dark plum and clingy to my body, and it hung to my mid-thighs. I left off any underwear and ran my fingers through my hair before I walked into the bedroom. Justin was sitting on the bed wearing his jeans unbuttoned, and I took him in with a hungry gaze. He was gorgeous, and I knew that he was all mine. He looked at me and his eyes darkened before he looked down my body with the gaze of a starving man. “Fuck me. You’re stunning.”

“I’ve grown,” I teased him as I cupped my breasts and his mouth hung open.

“I noticed that first,” Justin stood up and walked over to me as he took me in. He cupped my face to kiss me, and I got lost in it before he slid his hand down to take mine. “I’m limited for a while.”

“I don’t care. You’re here.” We made our way to the bed, and he lay on his back as I removed his jeans and bent over him to taste his hard cock. I’d missed my chance before, and he sucked his breath in as I slid up and down his shaft.

“Jesus, Jen. That feels so fucking good.” I moved faster, and he was stopping me before too long as his hand crept between my legs. “I am coming inside of you tonight, every time. I’ve missed your sweet pussy.” His finger found my needy clit, and I moved against his hand as I felt the pressure in my body building. I knew that it wouldn’t take much, and he found a rhythm that had me crying out his name within a few moments as I got the orgasm that I’d been craving for months. “Oh, God. I love how you come for me.” I nodded weakly and looked into his eyes as a moan escaped my lips. “Take that off. I want to see you.”

I shimmied the nightgown over my head, and Justin slipped his hand up to cup my round breast with the extended nipple. “Holy shit. They’re beautiful.” I smiled and moved over his body as he stared into my eyes. “I can’t wait to fuck you properly.”

“Plenty of time for that,” I assured him as I leaned over his face and he took one if my nipples into his mouth. He sucked and nibbled as I rode his cock that was pressed under my wet center and felt him harden. “I think I can work some magic this way.”

“I wanted to see you riding me. There were going to be so many more times, Jen.” His eyes filled with emotion as I nodded and remembered the day that I left him. “I’ve never felt that broken before about anything except for sports. I was used to not caring for people too much, but I fell for you so fast.”

I lifted up and felt his head prodding my entrance before I slid over him and moaned. He filled me so completely, and Justin let out a sigh before he started to suck on my other nipple. Our lovemaking was different this time, but I was willing to get him anyway that I could before I was able to take care of him again, to heal him.

We made love like that twice before we lay and talked about everything naked in bed. There were so many words that needed to be said and so many emotions that had to be freed so we could move into something new. I felt so good as we laughed and even cried while we worked out everything that had gone wrong.

After that, I used ice on his injury and rubbed the rest of his body before he felt the need to give me another glorious release. He fed me before too long, assuring me that the baby needed food and even started planning a menu for me. It was ridiculous, and I loved him all the more for it.

The next day, I took him to meet Dad and Rosie, and we explained the situation. I could tell that Dad knew his reputation by the way his eyes flashed at the name, but we talked to him. He could see that Justin loved the baby and me and intended to stick around. We ended up going out to dinner where Justin had them laughing with some football stories. I knew how much he missed it, but he seemed content here. He got to meet my team, and they all took on their protective stance and pissed him off until they felt like he was the real deal.

Justin couldn't believe that none of them had hit on me as blatantly as he did when I was his therapist. I just laughed, because nobody could ever be like Justin McLeod.

He stayed with me in Boston until he went back to his doctor at home. I managed to get away that weekend, and we both cried when they suggested surgery, which he agreed to.

Justin was healed up by the time Melody Claire McLeod was born and we both cried right along with her as she was born. My parents were there; Coach Michaels showed up, and even some of Justin’s closest friends were waiting outside to see her. Everyone embraced the new Justin, and I fell more in love with him every day.

He was going back to football, and I easily agreed to join him back in Philadelphia as his fiancée and a stay at home mother to our daughter this time. We were going to get married soon and start our new life in full, and I couldn’t wait. I was so glad that we got our second chance.

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THE END