Choices, choices, I thought as JD and I drove home. OK, JD drove as one of the doctor’s orders was to not operate heavy machinery and he decided the Jeep counted. At least he didn’t drive like a maniac this time.
Back to my choices. I could address the elephant in the room, car, truck, fuck. Kelsey had tossed it out into the void, and I had to wonder what his thoughts were on the subject. Did JD want another kid? Did I want my first kid, with JD? I wasn’t really paying attention as he drove, and I spaced out when the truck stopped. Shit. I missed the entire drive.
He didn’t have to tell me to wait for him to open my door and help me out, in fact, he had to basically snap his fingers in front of my face to get me out of my own head.
“Ani?” I looked up at him, after he’d apparently set me on my feet outside of the truck. Well shit, I wasn’t even drunk and I was missing things. “Are you alright? Does your head hurt?” Right, concussion.
I smiled up at him, this man that came into my life when I was honestly not looking for him, but felt like my world would be smaller without him in it. “I’m fine, tired, but fine.” And freaking out about whether or not you’ll be wanting to make a younger version of Kelsey with me. “Let’s go inside.” Taking his hand and feeling my heart leap when his fingers linked with mine easily, we went into his house.
“I think you’re due for a couple of the pills the doctor gave you,” he offered, letting my hand go and moving into the kitchen to get me a glass of water.
“I’m fine, JD,” I said again, tugging off my clothes, we were inside and we HAD decided that the nudist approach to life was our normal here. I heard him clear his throat when he returned, my back to him as I was unfolding the blanket on the back of the sofa. “What?” I asked, turning around to see him smiling at my nakedness. “Isn’t this the house rule?”
He hummed his approval and handed me the glass, making me roll my eyes at his nursemaid attempts. “Here,” he pulled the bottle of pills the doctor had given me from his pocket. “Take two-”
“And call you in the morning?” I smirked as I complied. “Should I hold open my mouth so you can see I was a good girl and swallowed?”
“You’re always a good girl,” he was taking his own clothing off, his eyes on me as he worked. “Especially when you swallow.”
After JD and I practiced making a tiny Richter, I was curled into his body as we watched the flames in his wood stove dance after he’d taken the time to start it up. Sighing, I felt his fingers stop their light touch teasing my skin.
“Do you want to talk about what Kelsey said?” His voice was quiet, and I considered saying no, not yet, but why bother?
Tilting my head up so I could look into his face, I couldn’t stop the smile that spread at the sight of him. “I think the better question is do YOU want to talk about it?” He moved his hand up to cup my face, thumb brushing over my lip.
“A baby sister or brother for Kelsey?” He took a deep breath. “I’d be lying if I said the thought hadn’t crossed my mind a time or two.” I wondered if he meant with Dorothy, Molly, me, or some other woman that I didn’t know about. “There’s something about you, Anilea, that makes me want to start over.” Oh. Wow.
“You’re not just saying this because I’m at the biological clock ticking age, are you?” I squinted up at him, praying that this wasn’t something he thought I wanted, and was appeasing me to keep me. He shook his head, moving us so he could kiss me softly.
When he pulled away, his eyes were dark, but also gentle. “No, I’m not just saying it because I could HEAR that clock ticking when you were holding Gideon.” I smiled at him and shook my head. “I think I thought about it the first time,” after all those false starts, I thought. “Looking down at you while I was inside of you, I wondered what you’d do if it happened. If by some twist of fate that you’d end up pregnant, how you would take it.” I hadn’t thought about it then, mostly because I take the utmost precautions to NOT have an accidental pregnancy. “I could almost see the baby we’d create.”
“What does the baby look like?” JD Richter was full of surprises. I bit my lip, watching his smile grow.
“Like you,” his eyes drank in the contours of my face. “You and a touch of how Kelsey looked as a baby.” He pulled me until I was straddling him, so we were face to face. “I’m not saying NOW, but I’d like us to have a family, Ani. A fresh start with you.”
I leaned forward so our foreheads were pressed together. “Our baby would be younger than your grandson, JD, would that bother you?” He chuckled and held me.
“Does it bother you?” Answering a question with a question wasn’t really fair, but I realized he thought that was my biggest issue with starting a family with him. How silly.
“No,” a breath, but with complete conviction. “Nothing about having a baby with you bothers me.”
“Really?” For once he sounded as breathless as he usually made me. “You and me-”
“And baby makes three?” Another whisper, but still sure. “We’d still have to talk a few things through,” I reminded him, and myself before we got carried away.
“Later,” he growled, and then he was standing with me wrapped around him as he carried me to his bed. “Let’s go practice, Ani.”
My giggles were muffled by his neck, where I’d buried my face, but I was more than willing to practice until we were perfect.
Later, sated and sweaty, my head cradled on his chest so I could listen to the steady pounding of his heart, I couldn’t stop a laugh from bubbling up at the absolutely ridiculous thought that hit me.
“What’s so funny?” He sounded deliciously tired, and I smiled knowing I had a hand in making him that way.
Propping my chin on his chest, I looked up to see that his eyes were slits, fighting the pull of sleep. “I just realized,” another giggle left me. “I’m screwing a grandpa.”
His eyes opened enough for me to see him roll them. “Ani, I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but you’ve BEEN screwing a grandpa-to-be for awhile now.” A smirk grew on his lips and he offered his own take. “Besides, I just mounted a really hot Nana, didn’t I?”
“You’re pretty sexy for a grandpa yourself,” I offered, my hand taking a trip down his body to cup his very sensitive semi-hardness. “And you’re holding up pretty fucking well for a-”
I was on my back and he was wide awake before I could finish. And we started another practice session. Practice makes perfect, after all.