Jordan catches me looking at Liam and follows my gaze. Liam doesn抰 drop his hand fast enough. He tries to play it off, but that nice guy smile turns into a devious smirk.
揧ou,?Jordan says, tossing the cards down. He stands and looks at me, jaw dropped. 揂nd you. My own girlfriend. You抮e totally going to pay for that.?He grabs me around the waist and lifts me over his shoulder.
揘ice playing with you,?he says dryly before hustling off toward our tent.
揝orry, man,?Liam calls after him. 揇on抰 go. We抣l play nice.?
Jordan smacks my ass before setting me on our blankets inside the tent.
揑 can抰 believe you, sweet Daisy.?He pulls his sweatshirt over his head.
揑抦 sorry. We can go back, and I promise I won抰 cheat.?
揙h, please cheat, baby. It抣l make it sweeter when I torture you until you scream my name so loud the entire campsite hears you.?
He crawls on top of me, sliding one hand back under my sweatshirt and my still unhooked bra. The material bunches up around my chest, and he pushes it higher, forcing me to raise my arms. He leaves me tangled in my sweatshirt and bra with my hands above my head.
He goes to work removing my jeans while I try to wriggle the rest of the way out of my sweatshirt and bra. I抦 not as successful as him, and when his mouth covers my pussy, I stop caring that my arms are restrained.
I arch into him, and he brings me to the brink of orgasm, body trembling. A scream outside stops us both.
揥as that Violet??I ask, scrambling on my hands and knees to unzip the tent.
My heart is racing as I stick my head out to check on my friend. She抯 two tents down, hair piled into a bun on top of her head and in sleep shorts and a tank top yelling at a shirtless Gavin.
揥hat the hell??she screeches. 揟his is my tent.?
揘o, this is my tent,?he replies.
The rest of our camp has gathered to see what the yelling is about.
Violet and Gavin both look to Jenkins. He rubs at his jaw and fights a smile. 揧eah, sorry, I forgot.?
揧ou forgot?!?Violet抯 eyes are wild as she narrows them at him. 揊orgot what??
揑 promised you the tent before I knew that Gavin was coming, but it抯 actually his tent.?
揝ee??Gavin says, and pushes past her back inside the tent.
揙h no, get out of there.?Her voice trails off as she follows him.
Jordan chuckles and kisses my shoulder. 揥ell, that抯 going to be interesting.?
揑 should probably go check on her.?
揑n a minute,?he says. 揧ou haven抰 finished fucking the dealer.?
EPILOGUE
JORDAN
Here抯 the thing about loving someone like Daisy. She makes me want to be a better person. That抯 it. That抯 the thing. Sounds like a cheesy slogan, I know. But it isn抰 just about being a better human. It抯 in the details.
I work harder at everything梟ot just the things that used to matter to me like friendship, partying, and hockey. I抳e become a badass in the kitchen （I grill a mean steak and my spaghetti sauce is chef抯 kiss perfection）， I抦 the fixer of things around the house, the killer of spiders （I let them free outside, shhh）， the loud and sometimes crazy, but above all, I抦 whatever she needs.
I think that抯 the most important thing I抳e learned. People need different things at different times in their life. But what hasn抰 changed in the five years since I met Daisy is my need for her. And my desire to give her everything she needs.
Every day, she amazes me, teaches me something, and loves me harder than I ever thought someone could. And man, do we have fun.
Case in point, today. We抮e having a huge party at our house. It抯 the off-season, and I抦 enjoying a couple of months at home with my wife. Yep, that抯 right. You may now refer to Daisy as Mrs. Thatcher. I抦 not sure she knows what she got herself into. Or maybe she does. She抯 way smarter than me.
Some of my teammates are here, along with our friends. The weather is perfect, the pool is ready, and the beer is ice cold. As soon as I find my gorgeous wife, I have a long afternoon of nothing but fun and sun planned.
揇aisy!?I yell as I enter the house through the back deck. The downstairs is quiet, so I head up the steps.
揃aby??I check all the rooms as I make my way down the hall to our master bedroom. 揑 need your ass in that pool, sweet Daisy.?
The en suite bathroom light is on, door open.
揂re you in here??I ask without going in.
揧-yeah.?Her quiet voice transports me back in time. These days, she抯 not so timid梐t least not around me.
揑s everything okay??I peer in carefully to find her sitting on the edge of the bathtub in her cute little yellow bikini.
揑抦 fine. I抣l be down in a minute.?The corners of her mouth lift, but I know a bullshit smile when I see one from my girl.
揧ou抮e not fine. What抯 wrong??
She stands and tries to pass off another fake smile. 揈veryone is downstairs. Go.?She shoos me. 揑抣l be down in five.?
揘ice try.?I pull her into my arms and lock my hands behind her back so she can抰 get free. 揥hat抯 up, baby??
Her stubborn little mouth pulls into a thin line like she thinks she抯 going to get away without telling me.
揥e have a house full of people,?she says.
揂sk me if I care??I brush my lips against hers. 揈veryone is having a blast. Everyone but you. So tell me, what抯 up? Let me fix it, and then we can have a blast too.?I focus on her boobs which are bursting out of the little, tiny top. Damn. I bring my face down and bury it in her cleavage. 揟his bikini should be illegal.?
I move my head to lightly bite a nipple, and she jumps back and cups her boobs. 揙uch.?
揙h shit, I抦 sorry.?
揑t isn抰 your fault,?she says quickly. 揑 mean it is. I抦？I抦 pregnant.?
揝ay what now??My gaze goes from her face to her tits, which I can抰 stop staring at. Did they get bigger, or is that bikini just some sort of magical push-up wonder?
揑抦 pregnant,?she says again, and this time it sinks in. Pregnant. Baby. Holy shit.
揥e抮e having a baby??
She nods, that unsure smile still plastered on her face. 揑 know we were going to wait. I don抰 know how it happened. I抦 still on the pill, and I take it every day at the exact same time. Always right after we have morning sex. Every day, the same time.?
Happy laughter spills out of me. Yeah, sex every morning and most nights too might be the problem. I got an A in statistics and probability, after all. 揟his is amazing.?
揑t is??
I hug her to me and spin around. Then it all hits me, I mean really hits me, at once, and my stomach gets a little queasy. 揙h shit.?
I drop her and stumble back to sit on the side of the bathtub. 揑抦 going to be a father. I抦 going to be responsible for a tiny, helpless human.?
揧ou抮e going to be an amazing father. Just like you抮e an amazing husband.?She squats down in front of me, and my gaze goes back to her boobs. It抯 an unfortunate time to be noticing, I realize, but seriously.
揇id your boobs get bigger??
揜ight??she asks and looks down at her chest. 揟hey抮e huge and so sensitive. I almost cried getting my sports bra off this morning after yoga. I thought I was dying or something, but apparently, it抯 normal during pregnancy.?
揚regnant.?I rest my hands on her hips and let my thumbs glide over her smooth stomach.
揧eah. I just took five tests, to be sure. You抮e not mad??
揗ad??I shake my head. 揘o, sweet Daisy. I抦 anything but mad. I抦 just stunned. Holy shit, baby, we抮e having a baby.?
She slides onto my lap and hugs me around the neck.
揂re you feeling okay? Do you need anything? Oh man, we need to get stuff and paint the spare room. Oooh, we need a tree house and棓