Drunk on You Bonus Content

Ana

Five Months pregnant

“Where are you taking me?” 

I plop into the comfy seat on Kingston’s private plane and buckle in since we’re due to take off soon. 

“On a babymoon,” Julian says with a grin. 

“A what?” I say with a laugh. 

“A babymoon,” he repeats. “I read about it. It’s a vacation couples go on before the baby comes so they can spend one last time together before it gets crazy with having a newborn in the house. Since you insisted on not having the wedding until after the baby was born, I couldn’t take you on a honeymoon, so I figured a babymoon was the next best thing.” 

“Okay,” I tell him, getting on board with this impromptu trip. “And where is my thoughtful hubby taking me for this babymoon?” 

“Back to where it all started,” he says. “Maui.”

“Ahh!” I throw my arms around his neck, excited to be going back. It’s not only beautiful, but it’s also beyond relaxing. 

A few hours later, we arrive at the resort, but this time, Julian’s booked us in a different room. When I check it out, I find we have a private plunge pool with a hot tub off to the side. 

“You did good, baby daddy. Wanna go for a dip?” 

The heated look he gives me is my answer. 

Since the pool and hot tub can’t be seen by anyone else, I consider going in without a bathing suit on, but my new maternity bikini is so cute that I can’t pass up wearing it. It’s a beautiful lavender color with a floral print, and it fits my growing belly perfectly. This past month, I’ve popped, and instead of looking bloated, I now have the cutest baby bump that I love to show off. 

Once I’m dressed, I head out to the pool and get in while I wait for Julian to join me. 

I’m staring out at the ocean when I hear the padding of his feet, and then a moment later, the water sways slightly as he steps into the pool. 

When he reaches me, he wraps his arms around me, his hands landing on my bump. He loves to touch it any chance he gets. He also kisses it and talks to it. He’s so excited to be a dad, and even though I’m still worried about how everything will work, I know Julian will be an amazing dad. 

“I love you like this,” he murmurs, kissing my shoulder before he turns me around and presses a kiss to my lips. 

“Like what?” I whisper against his mouth. 

“Pregnant with my baby,” he says, nipping at my bottom lip. “I love watching you grow him in here.” 

He lifts me gently onto the edge and parts my legs so he can get close enough to give my protruding belly a kiss. He trails kisses downward and then places an open-mouthed kiss to the top of my mound. 

“Lift,” he commands tenderly, removing my bikini bottoms once I do. 

He spreads my legs, placing my feet on his shoulders, and then he goes to town, eating me like a starved man. 

I’ve been fortunate, and other than a small bout of nausea, this pregnancy has been easy. I’ve also been extremely horny, and thankfully, I have a husband who is up to the job of keeping me satiated. 

I come on his mouth, and then he jumps out of the pool and lifts me into his arms, carrying me to the lounge chair. He lies back on it and then guides me onto his hard length. I ride him until I climax again, taking him over the edge with me, and then he carries me to the shower so we can rinse off. 

“Will you miss it?” I ask once we’re back in the pool. 

Julian’s using a float to hold us up and is holding me in his arms so I don’t have to do any of the work. 

“Miss what?” 

“This,” I say, glancing around. “Just the two of us. The sex will lessen once the baby comes, and we won’t be able to jet off anytime we want.” 

“No,” he says confidently. “Things will change, but I won’t miss this because we’ll have our little boy with us. And maybe the sex will lessen, but it will be replaced with us cuddling on the couch while we hold our son. Sporadic getaways will become family vacations. And if at any time either of us feels a disconnect to the other, we talk about it. We have a whole family of people who will be chomping at the bit to watch our baby.”

He leans in and kisses me tenderly. “I’m not going to miss this because this is us. And when the baby comes, it will just be a new us. If you haven’t figured it out yet, Red, you’re all I need.” 

***

Julian

“You nervous?” Samuel asks with a grin. 

“To ask my pregnant wife to marry me again?” I say with a laugh. “Hell no. What is she going to say? No?” 

Samuel chuckles. “You never know with my daughter. She’s a live wire.”

“Truth,” I agree. “But one thing I know is that she loves me, so, no, I’m not worried about proposing to her.”

“She’s coming!” Mom says, running over. “I just saw her leaving your room.”

Ana has no idea that I’ve invited our family and friends to Maui to be here when I propose. Even her best friend, Paige, is here. 

“It’s so hot,” Nora whines. 

“I told you, you could stay home,” Ryder argues. 

Thankfully, Nora doesn’t argue back, and everyone gets into place in preparation for Ana’s arrival. I’ve booked a private area on the beach, and after she says yes, dinner and dessert will be served while the hula dancers perform. 

“Julian,” Ana sighs when she arrives. “There you are. Your note to meet you here was so cryptic.” 

She glances around and gasps when she spots everyone. 

“Dad! What are you doing here?” 

“He’s here for us,” I tell her, closing the gap between us and taking her hands in mine. 

“Six months ago, you moved into my house as my fake fiancée,” I tell her, making her laugh. “And every moment with you has been the best of my life.” 

“Mine too,” Ana agrees, getting choked up. 

She looks so beautiful today. Her skin is sun-kissed from our week at the beach, and tonight, she’s wearing a gorgeous floral dress that shows off her baby bump. Her hair, which is lighter from all the sun she’s gotten, is down and curly, and she’s, of course, sporting her blood-red lipstick that I love. 

“When I first met you, I knew you were the one. And within days, I was concocting a plan to make you mine. Not only did I succeed, but our love is also so powerful that we created the most amazing little miracle.” I glance down at her belly and press my hand to it. 

“That’s why I love you,” she says, placing her hand on my cheek. “I call it a birth-control fail, and you call it a miracle.” 

Everyone chuckles, and I shake my head. 

“The last time I slipped an engagement ring on your finger, it was merely for show.”

I pull out the box I had in my pocket, and she glances down at her hand, realizing her ring isn’t on. When she took it off a few weeks ago because I insisted on having it cleaned, she had no idea that I needed it for today. 

I open the box, and nestled inside is her same ring—because she made it clear she loves this ring—only now, there’s an inscription.

“This time, when I slide the ring onto your finger, it’s for real and forever. I love you, Ana. I love this life we’re creating together, and I would love nothing more than to marry you over and over again.” I get down on one knee and look up at her while she smiles through her tears. 

“Anastasia Belle Parker, will you do me the honor of marrying me again and living the rest of your life loving me?” 

“Yes,” she chokes out. “I love you so much, Julian. When I came to the States, I was so lost and confused and lonely, but you helped me find what I never knew I was looking for—love.”

I slide the ring onto her finger and then stand, and taking her face in my hands, I kiss my wife with every ounce of passion in my being. 

“The ring is inscribed,” I murmur against her lips. “It’s why I took it in, aside from having it cleaned.”

“What does it say?” she asks. 

“Forever drunk on you.”

She laughs softly. 

“May we always be drunk on each other,” she agrees.

Check out the next book in the Love & Whiskey series: Hooked on You