Trailer Park Heart
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“That’s what I want too. That’s what I should have always wanted.”
His forehead touched mine again and he closed his eyes, bracing himself against my answer. “You really don’t care what everyone else is going to think? Our parents might have something to say.”
I kissed the corner of his eye and then his cheek and the curve of his lips. “Levi,” I murmured, honesty ringing true with every word. “I’m ready to stop fighting you and start fighting for you. I promise.”
His eyes popped open and a wicked smile turned his lips in the most breathtaking smile I’d ever seen. “Love you, little Ruby Dawson.”
My heart pounded at those beautiful words, letting them sink into my bones and put all the remaining puzzle pieces together inside me. “And I love you, Levi Cole.”
This time when he kissed me, he didn’t stop. The rest of our clothes disappeared and soon enough we were naked and panting and he was moving inside of me, pulling out the most outrageous sounds and pleas.
His body was a piece of art and I relished every second I got of him like this. I had never been treated like this before… adored, loved… worshiped.
Our bodies were perfectly in sync, moving together in a primal rhythm of need and want and love. My back arched on his bed as he did delicious, wicked things to me. I clutched his shoulders, finding purchase in their strength.
It had never been like this for me. Not that I had a long list of sexual partners, but I didn’t even know it could be like this.
He pumped his hips and hit wonderful places and by the time I was gasping for breath and my toes were curling as a soul-shaking orgasm coursed through my body, I had decided I would never leave his bed again. I would have to live here. Someone else was going to have to take care of Max, because I needed a hell of a lot more of that asap.
I watched him finish in awe of his masculinity and strength, of the hard planes of his face and the erotic expression he made as his body flexed and hardened all around me. He was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen, a kind of beauty I didn’t know existed.
He was mine.
And now I was his.
Levi collapsed next to me, immediately pulling me into his arms and cradling me against his warm, solid chest. “Knew it would be that good,” he gloated.
I looked up at him and raised an eyebrow. “Oh, really?”
He grinned down at me. “Okay, I hoped it would be that good.”
“Will it always be that good?”
His smile turned tender, gentle, all the things that made my insides jelly and sent my heart skipping. “With you, Ruby, I have a feeling it’s only going to get better and better.”
We laid there together until we couldn’t resist the touch of each other any longer. The second time was even more intense, filled with more adventure and exploration.
By the time we fell asleep, we were wrapped so tightly in each other, both physically and emotionally, I knew there would never be a way to tell where we began and where we ended.
Our rivalry had ended in the most explosive coming together of all time, neither of us coming out the victor, but both of us winning in the end.
I loved him more than I knew was possible. And if having a son had taught me anything, it was that I would only grow to love him more and more.
Sure, there would be hard days. There would be days I didn’t think I loved him. Days I wanted nothing to do with him. Days that would make me question my sanity. But the good would always outweigh the bad. And I couldn’t have thought of a better dad for my son than this man right here.
We would always have to face the questions about Max’s real dad and how Levi was both uncle and step-dad. And it might be weird to a lot of people. But to us it made sense. And that was all that mattered.
We were meant to be together. Our family was meant to happen this way. It might be strange, but it was us.
“Hey, Ruby,” Levi murmured before I’d totally fallen asleep.
“Yeah?”
“I forgot to ask,” he rumbled in his sleep-deepened voice. “But you’re on birth control, right?”
Popping up in bed, I suddenly wasn’t tired anymore. “Oh, shit.”
He rolled to his back and threw his hand over his eyes, laughing so hard the bed shook. “Are you serious?”
I looked down at him. “Are you seriously laughing right now?”
“If you’re pregnant,” he warned, “I’m blaming Logan.”
“Oh, my gosh!”
“You should have learned your lesson the first time.”
“Why are you laughing so hard?” I asked when he hadn’t settled down.
He looked at me, his eyes twinkling. “Because only you could manage to get knocked up on the first time with two different Cole brothers.”
“We don’t know that I’m pregnant,” I reminded him, panic dumping cold water on our happy moment.
He just shrugged. “It’ll be okay if you are.”
“What do you mean?” I asked, falling deeper in love with him right then, right there.
“Forever means forever, Ruby. Might as well get started on it right now.”
Then he pounced, not caring that for the third time in one night, we forgot to use protection.
Epilogue
HEA Beginnings
“Where are we going?” I asked for the hundredth time.
“Mommy, I told you, it’s a surprise!” Max had my hand and was dragging me after him over rough, uneven ground.
He’d taken me for a nature walk. He said it was more homework, but since it was the middle of June, I was starting to think he had something up his sleeve.
That and after twenty minutes of walking in one direction, he’d made me close my eyes and blindly follow him to the middle of nowhere.
If he wasn’t my son, I’d assume he was bringing me out here to murder me. But I had faith that Max was going to do more with his life than murder. He was going places.
I realized, ironically, I had the same kind of hope for Max that my mom had for me. Mine was to keep Max from murdering me. Mom’s was to keep me off a stripper pole. So… putting it like that, we were on equal playing fields as far as momming went.
I snorted to myself. Hardly.
“Max,” I demanded. “What are we doing? If I walk through a giant spider web on accident, I will never forgive you.”
He giggled. “We’re almost there.”
Five minutes later, after nearly breaking my ankle at least six times, he slowed to a stop. “Don’t peek yet!” he demanded.
“What is going on? Did you join a cult? Why can’t I see anything?”
“Mom…” he groaned.
I shut my mouth and tried to wait as patiently as possible for something to happen. When nothing immediately changed around me, I spread my fingers for a quick second to make sure he was okay and not planning to jump off a ridiculously high structure the minute he told me to open my eyes. That would definitely give me a heart attack. And I was not looking forward to that.
But I didn’t see anything. All around me was wide open Nebraska prairie, but nothing to spill why I was standing in the middle of a field, surrounded by trees and wooded areas and open sky.
“Stop looking!” Max called from a distance.
Footsteps started heading my way again and I assumed it was him, so I pressed my hand tightly over my eyes and waited for the big reveal. I rested my other hand on my slightly swollen belly and smiled to myself.
His forehead touched mine again and he closed his eyes, bracing himself against my answer. “You really don’t care what everyone else is going to think? Our parents might have something to say.”
I kissed the corner of his eye and then his cheek and the curve of his lips. “Levi,” I murmured, honesty ringing true with every word. “I’m ready to stop fighting you and start fighting for you. I promise.”
His eyes popped open and a wicked smile turned his lips in the most breathtaking smile I’d ever seen. “Love you, little Ruby Dawson.”
My heart pounded at those beautiful words, letting them sink into my bones and put all the remaining puzzle pieces together inside me. “And I love you, Levi Cole.”
This time when he kissed me, he didn’t stop. The rest of our clothes disappeared and soon enough we were naked and panting and he was moving inside of me, pulling out the most outrageous sounds and pleas.
His body was a piece of art and I relished every second I got of him like this. I had never been treated like this before… adored, loved… worshiped.
Our bodies were perfectly in sync, moving together in a primal rhythm of need and want and love. My back arched on his bed as he did delicious, wicked things to me. I clutched his shoulders, finding purchase in their strength.
It had never been like this for me. Not that I had a long list of sexual partners, but I didn’t even know it could be like this.
He pumped his hips and hit wonderful places and by the time I was gasping for breath and my toes were curling as a soul-shaking orgasm coursed through my body, I had decided I would never leave his bed again. I would have to live here. Someone else was going to have to take care of Max, because I needed a hell of a lot more of that asap.
I watched him finish in awe of his masculinity and strength, of the hard planes of his face and the erotic expression he made as his body flexed and hardened all around me. He was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen, a kind of beauty I didn’t know existed.
He was mine.
And now I was his.
Levi collapsed next to me, immediately pulling me into his arms and cradling me against his warm, solid chest. “Knew it would be that good,” he gloated.
I looked up at him and raised an eyebrow. “Oh, really?”
He grinned down at me. “Okay, I hoped it would be that good.”
“Will it always be that good?”
His smile turned tender, gentle, all the things that made my insides jelly and sent my heart skipping. “With you, Ruby, I have a feeling it’s only going to get better and better.”
We laid there together until we couldn’t resist the touch of each other any longer. The second time was even more intense, filled with more adventure and exploration.
By the time we fell asleep, we were wrapped so tightly in each other, both physically and emotionally, I knew there would never be a way to tell where we began and where we ended.
Our rivalry had ended in the most explosive coming together of all time, neither of us coming out the victor, but both of us winning in the end.
I loved him more than I knew was possible. And if having a son had taught me anything, it was that I would only grow to love him more and more.
Sure, there would be hard days. There would be days I didn’t think I loved him. Days I wanted nothing to do with him. Days that would make me question my sanity. But the good would always outweigh the bad. And I couldn’t have thought of a better dad for my son than this man right here.
We would always have to face the questions about Max’s real dad and how Levi was both uncle and step-dad. And it might be weird to a lot of people. But to us it made sense. And that was all that mattered.
We were meant to be together. Our family was meant to happen this way. It might be strange, but it was us.
“Hey, Ruby,” Levi murmured before I’d totally fallen asleep.
“Yeah?”
“I forgot to ask,” he rumbled in his sleep-deepened voice. “But you’re on birth control, right?”
Popping up in bed, I suddenly wasn’t tired anymore. “Oh, shit.”
He rolled to his back and threw his hand over his eyes, laughing so hard the bed shook. “Are you serious?”
I looked down at him. “Are you seriously laughing right now?”
“If you’re pregnant,” he warned, “I’m blaming Logan.”
“Oh, my gosh!”
“You should have learned your lesson the first time.”
“Why are you laughing so hard?” I asked when he hadn’t settled down.
He looked at me, his eyes twinkling. “Because only you could manage to get knocked up on the first time with two different Cole brothers.”
“We don’t know that I’m pregnant,” I reminded him, panic dumping cold water on our happy moment.
He just shrugged. “It’ll be okay if you are.”
“What do you mean?” I asked, falling deeper in love with him right then, right there.
“Forever means forever, Ruby. Might as well get started on it right now.”
Then he pounced, not caring that for the third time in one night, we forgot to use protection.
Epilogue
HEA Beginnings
“Where are we going?” I asked for the hundredth time.
“Mommy, I told you, it’s a surprise!” Max had my hand and was dragging me after him over rough, uneven ground.
He’d taken me for a nature walk. He said it was more homework, but since it was the middle of June, I was starting to think he had something up his sleeve.
That and after twenty minutes of walking in one direction, he’d made me close my eyes and blindly follow him to the middle of nowhere.
If he wasn’t my son, I’d assume he was bringing me out here to murder me. But I had faith that Max was going to do more with his life than murder. He was going places.
I realized, ironically, I had the same kind of hope for Max that my mom had for me. Mine was to keep Max from murdering me. Mom’s was to keep me off a stripper pole. So… putting it like that, we were on equal playing fields as far as momming went.
I snorted to myself. Hardly.
“Max,” I demanded. “What are we doing? If I walk through a giant spider web on accident, I will never forgive you.”
He giggled. “We’re almost there.”
Five minutes later, after nearly breaking my ankle at least six times, he slowed to a stop. “Don’t peek yet!” he demanded.
“What is going on? Did you join a cult? Why can’t I see anything?”
“Mom…” he groaned.
I shut my mouth and tried to wait as patiently as possible for something to happen. When nothing immediately changed around me, I spread my fingers for a quick second to make sure he was okay and not planning to jump off a ridiculously high structure the minute he told me to open my eyes. That would definitely give me a heart attack. And I was not looking forward to that.
But I didn’t see anything. All around me was wide open Nebraska prairie, but nothing to spill why I was standing in the middle of a field, surrounded by trees and wooded areas and open sky.
“Stop looking!” Max called from a distance.
Footsteps started heading my way again and I assumed it was him, so I pressed my hand tightly over my eyes and waited for the big reveal. I rested my other hand on my slightly swollen belly and smiled to myself.
