Underestimated (78 page)

“Drew?” I asked again as he took the tiny diaper

off.

He smiled and held him up, showing me the exact

same strawberry birth mark that Drew had on the same left

butt cheek. “My mom told me that my dad also had it.”

I knew that a birthmark didn’t prove paternity, but

Drew sure did, and I was a little more hopeful.

The fifteen hour delivery was nothing compared to

waiting on that stupid test. My visitors all left except,

Dawson, Lauren and of course Drew. My mom made me

promise her that I would call as soon as we found out. She

had gone home with Celeste and Alicia because she didn’t

want to stay in our home alone for the first time. I think she

was a little intimidated by it.

Finally at exactly ten twenty one, a man that I

hadn’t seen before entered with a clipboard. My heart

sank. Finally, it was over. One way or another it was

finally going to be out.

The man stood beside me with Drew on the other

side. Drew took my hand as the man begun to explain the

results.

I looked down the chart with ten lines, all saying

marker 1 through 10 with numbers that I didn’t understand.

I didn’t care. I just wanted the results.

“Based on the testing results obtained from

analyses of the DNA, the probability of Drew Kelley

being the father is 99.99%.”

“It’s Drew?!?” I asked. I was shocked. I had

already set myself up for the bad news.

“Yes!” Drew yelled.

“You’re sure?” I had to ask.

He flipped the page and showed me the results

saying that Dawson had a 0% chance of being the father.

That was a pretty low chance.

Drew kissed me and then his sleeping baby in my

arms. His sleeping baby. I was ecstatic and sad at the

same time. I knew that set it in stone and my life in Maine

was over. I would sell the house and probably never visit

there again.

Drew of course had to drag the technician out to

Dawson. He didn’t want him there, and wanted him to

know that he was free to go with no further contact

needed.

I didn’t see Dawson again. He left without so much

as a goodbye. I knew we had already done that. I still felt

a little hurt that he didn’t see me before he left. Lauren did

come in and say goodbye with a hug. She too knew that we

probably wouldn’t stay friends. She hugged me with tears

in her eyes.

I listened to Drew making the calls with the good

news. I was suddenly exhausted. I had been up since five

in the morning and endured a hell of a long labor. I had

been running on adrenalin all day, waiting for the results. I

couldn’t have slept had I tried.

The last thing that I remembered was Drew on the

phone with my mom. I was out of it.

I didn’t wake again until around three in the

morning. I heard Nicholas cry and opened my eyes to see

Drew feeding him a bottle in a nearby chair. I smiled and

watched him talk and hum to his baby. He was so proud.

There wasn’t an ounce of doubt left in me about the kind of

father he would be. He was so in love with that little man.

Epilogue

I would have never in a million years dreamed that

Drew would be so hands on with our new baby. He woke

to midnight feedings, diaper changes and a postpartum

crying wife. I think I had more of an adjustment melt down

than he did. It took almost three weeks before I was done

with the crying sprees for no apparent reason.

Alicia spent a lot of time at the house with me.

Celeste was there so much it was the only way they got to

spend any time together. She was my new Lauren, and I

loved her.

Drew made Alicia and Vincent come and spend

the night with me five weeks after being home. It was the

first time that he had to leave since Nicholas was born.

We had argued more than once about a nanny. I didn’t

want a nanny. Just because I was rich didn’t mean that I

was going to pay someone to raise my son.

I’m not sure how he got any work done at all. He

called at least five times a day. He had to talk to Nick

every one of those times. It was cute, but annoying as hell.

Alicia and I had a good time though and after Nick, and

Vincent was down for the night we sat by the pool and

drank a couple of beers, well, I did anyway. She had hot

tea. I was so happy that it was her pregnant and not me. I

wouldn’t be going through that again anytime soon.

I could have consumed more had Drew been there

to take care of Nick. Alicia tried to tell me that she would

take care of him, but I quit after two. The alcohol wasn’t

doing anything for my sex life anyway. I hadn’t had sex in

over two months, and damnit did I ever want it. I had one

more week to go, and I couldn’t wait.

We called it a night when Nicholas demanded my

attention through the baby monitor.

I changed him, talking to him as I did. He was so

handsome, and he no doubt looked like his daddy now. I

loved the little cooing noises that he made and the way that

he stretched his little arms and legs like a cat. I knew his

daddy was watching and as soon as I sat in the rocking

chair with him he would be calling. It had become his

routine if he wasn’t home at bedtime.

I had just gotten the bottle in his mouth when my

cellphone rang. I smiled, answering it.

“You are the hottest little mama on earth,” Drew

said.

“Do you know how hard it is to hold the phone,

your son and his bottle at the same time?” I asked, teasing.

“Yes, but I need to tell him goodnight.”

I smiled and placed the phone by his ear. I could

hear him telling him that he loved him, and daddy would

see him tomorrow. I loved that man.

“Let me get him down and grab a shower, and I’ll

call you back.”

“You’re going to make me watch you shower?” he

asked.

I laughed. “No. you don’t have to watch. You’re

the one that put the stupid cameras in the shower.”

“I’m watching,” he assured me.

“Okay. I love you. I’ll talk to you in a little bit.”

“I love you too, baby. Give my little man a kiss for

me.”

I kissed sleeping Nick, once for me and once for

his daddy.

I tried to hide my sneaky smile as I undressed and

got in the shower. I was no longer self-conscious about

Drew watching me in the shower. It kind of turned me on. I

seductively bathed for him and then placed my left hand on

the tiled wall as my fingers made their way to my

throbbing core. I made it show half, moaning and twisting

my hips into my fingers. I heard my cellphone ring from

the bathroom sink. I ignored it which I was sure he

expected. I couldn’t have gotten out and answered it had I

wanted to. I was going to come, and he was going to

watch. I did come. I came hard and called out in much

needed pleasure.

I hadn’t even gotten dried off when my phone rang

again. I smiled and answered it.

“I’m going to freaking kill you,” Drew promised.

“What’s wrong, baby?” I asked, smartly.

“I can’t believe you did that. Do you have any idea

how long it’s been? Do you really think I can handle that

right now?”

“You didn’t like the show?”

“If you could see how hard I am right now, you

would know that I loved it.”

“Damnit, Drew,” I said. I didn’t want to picture

that. I wanted that inside of me.

“How much longer do we have?” he asked.

“One week, and we are staying in bed for a whole

week.”

Drew laughed and decided that we needed to talk

about something else. We did. We talked about our baby

boy, and going to our beach house with Celeste, Alicia

and Vincent. Drew had an office built on to the house so

that he and Celeste could work while we were there.

Alicia and I would spend a lot of time together while the

two work-a-holics did their thing. We didn’t mind. She

loved the beach house as much as I did, and Vincent

wanted to move there. He and Caroline had treasure to

find.

Alicia and I were eating lunch when Drew and

Celeste arrived back home the following day. Marta

brought them both a plate. Alicia and I rolled our eyes at

each other because they couldn’t shut up about a new

merger during our meal.

I eyed Drew like I wanted to devour him. He

sensed it and kept giving me the eye to stop it. I didn’t. I

waited until Nicholas was down for a nap and Alicia had

to leave to pick Vincent up from school and went into his

office.

“Alicia is leaving to get Vincent. Go with her.

You’re done here,” I told her point blank.

“I can’t leave yet. I have to get this done,” she

stated, keeping her eyes on the laptop in front of her.

I closed her laptop. She had to move her fingers to

keep me from closing them in her computer. She looked up

as did Drew, both with shocked expressions.

“Go home,” I demanded. She didn’t even look at

Drew for permission. She knew that I was serious. She

gathered her things and left.

“What are you doing?” Drew asked as I came to

him.

I didn’t answer. I walked around his chair and

loosened his tie from behind. He didn’t speak as I

continued to unbutton his shirt.

“Morgan?” he questioned. I still didn’t answer.

I bent and kissed his ear and sucked on his neck.

That was all that it took. He was up, and I was in his arms

as his mouth devoured mine.

“You can’t do this yet,” he panted to my lips.

“I have to,” I assured him, sliding out of my pants.

He helped me out of my shirt and ran his fingers between

my legs.

“Jesus Christ, Morgan,” he exclaimed as he felt my

wetness. I moaned at his touch.

I stepped around him and bent over his desk,

brushing his steel rod as I did. I thought I was going to

come unglued just seeing the protrusion lying erect to the

left side of his dress pants.

“What do you want?” he asked in a panty, raspy

tone.

“I need for you to spank me,” I instructed.

I knew I was being crazy and erratic. I didn’t care.

We hadn’t had rough sex in so long. I was beginning to

forget what it was like.

I felt the first painful, pleasure and moaned as he

rubbed away the sting, dipping his finger inside of me. I

could have endured the painful pleasure for an hour.

I heard him open a desk drawer. I knew what he

was doing. I wanted him to do it. I felt his finger at the

pucker of my ass. He moved his finger in slowly until he

was easily taking in and out.

“Is this what you want, baby?” he asked.

“Yes,” I panted. I wanted it there, and I wanted it

right that second. I needed to come.

I heard his zipper and moaned when I felt him

enter me. Drew didn’t worry about going easy. That

wasn’t the sensitive hole. He took me rough, fast and hard,

and it was just what I needed. I grabbed the side of the

desk when his fingers, frantically went at it on my clit. I

screamed out in pleasure which sent him spiraling into a

mind blowing orgasm with me.

He stayed inside of me, panting and trying to

regain control while we both came down.

Once I was finally able to breathe, I turned to him,

sliding him out of me.

“I fucking love you,” he said to my lips.

“Good, I love you too and thank you. I needed

that.”

“I’m more than happy to assist,” he smiled.

“Stop working for the day,” I begged.

“Can I have twenty minutes?” he asked.

I groaned but gave in, knowing that his twenty

minutes was going to be at least an hour.

It was, and I was sitting by the pool with Nick

when he came to find us. He took him and sat beside me

on the glider.

Marta brought us out coffee and we sat hand in

hand with our baby, talking about our trip to the beach

house. I smiled as he explained to Nick about treasure

hunting, and how the two of them would find him the best

sea glass collection ever.

For the first time in my life, I was happy. I was

where I was supposed to be, and I couldn’t have asked for

a better life. I loved my husband more than life its self,

and my baby was the most important thing in my life. I

loved Celeste, Alicia, Vincent, my mom, Caroline and