Love Slave for Two: Reunions [Love Slave for Two 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (32 page)

Nevvie hugged her. “That would be fantastic!”

“Y’all wouldn’t even have to build, if you didn’t want to. His house is older, but it’s not in bad shape.”

“I’ll go talk to him tomorrow. I want to rest tonight. And I’m starving.”

“You’re in luck. Andy’s making shepherd’s pie for dinner.”

“Andy?”

Peggy didn’t respond, but her barely concealed grin didn’t fool Nevvie in the least.

* * * *

“You know, Karen, I never thought I’d say this, but I’m beginning to hate cake.” Nevvie stared at the samples in front of them. They still had five more to go. Peggy and Andrew had begged off going to stay home with the boys and their guests.

“Hey, you’re my maid of honor. You have to help me do this. I don’t want to get fat alone.”

Nevvie burped. “Excuse me.” She patted her stomach. “I’m going to gain a hundred pounds at this rate. You’re killing me. First the caterer, now this.” Her stomach rolled again. It had settled down in the days following her return from Sheridan, but now, a week since she’d returned to Savannah, it had started up again.

She wasn’t sure if it was the wedding food sampling with Karen or the lack of news on Alex’s whereabouts that had triggered the latest round of indigestion.

“Misery loves company, kiddo.”

“After the cookout this weekend, I’m going to be a wreck.”

Karen tried another cake sample, immediately made a face, and pushed it away. “Nope. Don’t even try that one. Are Kyle and Jacob riding up with Tommy and Ty?”

“Yeah. Kenny’s closing up shop for four days since the Fourth’s on a Monday this year. They’ll be here sometime tonight. Tyler’s going to stay for a few days before he goes back to Tampa for a book signing.” John, Kelly, and Laurie had arrived the evening before to spend the weekend as well. Laurie had asked for and received permission to spend several weeks in Savannah with Nevvie and her two nephews. Nevvie looked forward to spending time with her little sister. With John now officially retired from the Air Force, they could relax and enjoy the weekend with their new extended family, too.

“I heard Momma on the phone with Tommy. She put the kibosh on him and John lighting fireworks down by the pond.”

“I don’t blame her. I told Tommy I didn’t want him setting off fireworks, either.”

“You all right? You don’t look like you feel good.”

Nevvie shook her head. “I don’t feel good. I’m sorry, but I can’t eat anymore.”

“Maybe you should go take a gun class. Let John help you. Might put your mind at ease.”

“I want to get through the summer and your wedding and buying the new house.”

“This’ll cheer you up. Guess what I saw last night?”

“What?”

Karen’s grin looked nearly painful. “Momma and Andrew were sitting on the porch swing. He had his arm around her shoulders.”

“So?”

“He kissed her.”

Nevvie gasped. “You were spying on them?”

“Not technically. I was in the kitchen washing dishes. They were right there.”

“So what kind of kiss?”

“A
kiss
,” Karen insisted. “I mean a good one.” Andrew and Peggy had gone out alone on several dates. “A spit-swapping, tonsil-tickling—”

“All right!” Nevvie held up her hand. “I get it. They’ve got the hots for each other.” Her stomach rolled again, and this time she excused herself and got up, barely making the bathroom before she threw everything up.

A few minutes later, on shaky legs, Nevvie returned to the table.

“Nevvie, what’s wrong?”

“I don’t know.” She took a drink of water. “How do you feel?”

“What are you talking about?”

“Do you feel sick to your stomach or anything?”

“No. Why?”

“I just threw up.” Nevvie took a couple of deep breaths. She still felt a little shaky but not as bad. “I just wondered if I got food poisoning or something. Or maybe it’s an ulcer. My stomach’s been acting up the past couple of weeks.”

“No wonder, with all that bullshit about Alex and with Mary dying. I’m surprised you’re not in a loony bin.”

“That makes two of us.”

“We’ll stop by the drugstore when we’re done, if you want. Get you some antacid.”

“Thanks.” She gingerly pushed the other cake samples away from her.

“Well, it could always be worse,” Karen said as she tried another sample. “At least you’re not pregnant.” Karen laughed.

Nevvie started to laugh with her when her brain began calculating when exactly her last period was. With everything that had happened, she had completely lost track of things.

“Nevvie? What’s wrong.”

With a growing sense of horror, Nevvie realized she couldn’t remember when her last period was, but she was certainly overdue. “Oh, no,” she whispered.

“What?” When Nevvie didn’t answer her, Karen reached out and grabbed her arm. “Nevvie, you’re scaring me. What’s wrong?”

Nevvie felt tears pricking her eyes. “We need to go to the drugstore. Right now.”

* * * *

Nevvie went with Karen back to her apartment. She didn’t want to do this at Peggy’s house with everyone there. On the one hand, Nevvie hadn’t planned to be a mom again, but it wasn’t out of the question. On the other, she worried by not taking good care of herself, and with all the stress she’d been under, if it might not cause a problem if she was.

Karen stood outside the bathroom door. “Honey, if you are or aren’t, it’s okay.”

With shaking hands, Nevvie took the test. It must have been the sound of her crying that made Karen come in. She took the test strip from Nevvie, compared it to the box for the result, then hugged her.

“It’s okay, Nev.”

“But I’ve been on the pill! Christ, I’ve had wine, I’ve taken stuff for headaches. What if that causes a problem? And what about the problems I had when Mikey was born?”

“What if it doesn’t? Look, don’t panic, okay? And the doctor didn’t tell you not to have any more babies. He told you that if you did, they had to be C-section.” She took Nevvie out to the living room and settled her on the couch. Karen fixed her a cup of hot tea and sat with her. “Why don’t I call Momma and ask her to come over here?”

Nevvie nodded. “Okay,” she softly said. “But don’t tell her what’s wrong.”

Peggy arrived a half hour later. She took one look at Nevvie’s face. “What happened? What’s wrong?” She sat next to Nevvie and hugged her.

Karen showed her mom the pregnancy test.

She looked at Karen, then Nevvie. “I’m going to take a wild guess here that it’s Nevvie and not you.”

“It’s me, Mom,” Nevvie quietly said.

“Sugar, why are you so upset?”

Nevvie outlined her fears and the reasons why.

“Oh, honey, don’t you worry.” She hugged Nevvie again. “This’ll be just fine.”

Nevvie rode home with Peggy. “I’ve got to tell the boys,” she said in the car.

“Well, yeah, I’d guess so. It’s not going to be an easy thing to keep a secret like Adam with Harley.”

Okay, that did make Nevvie smile. Her son had kept up with his promise to help care for the puppy. Andrew was taking Adam and Harley to puppy training classes at a local pet store.

“When are you going to call them?” Peggy asked.

“Oh, no. I’m not telling Tyler while they’re on the road. He’s probably driving Tommy crazy already. I don’t need him adding to it.”

“You’re right. Probably a wise idea to wait.”

“If my mind wasn’t made before, now it is.”

“About what?” Peggy asked.

“Moving here. I don’t want to be anywhere around Tampa now until they catch Alex.” She smoothed her hands over her belly. “I won’t give him a chance to hurt my baby. Any of them.”

* * * *

Nevvie asked Peggy to keep the news quiet. She did, but she also made some calls for Nevvie and found a local ob-gyn who could see her next week. It was several nerve-wracking hours later when she heard the RV, followed by Tyler’s car, pull into the yard. Tom had managed to load Nevvie’s car on the car hauler and had towed it up for her as well. She wanted it there so Dad could have a car of his own to use.

Adam streaked across the yard into Tyler’s arms when he stepped out of his car. “Hi, Daddy!”

“Hello, you.” He patted Adam down.

“What are you looking for, Daddy?”

“Making sure you don’t have any hidden puppies or kittens.” It had now become a running joke between Adam and his dads.

Tom, Jacob, and Kyle climbed out of the RV. With all the introductions made and everyone settled into their rooms, and the RV hooked up to electric so Kyle and Jacob could sleep there during their stay, they all finally sat down to dinner.

Nevvie’s stomach had moderately settled. In retrospect, she felt stupid for not recognizing the signs, but her morning sickness hadn’t been as pronounced this time around as it had been for her first two pregnancies.

It wasn’t until the boys were finally put to bed, everyone said good night, and she was alone in the bedroom with her men that Tyler cornered her. “What’s wrong, love?” He sat on the bed next to her and gathered her into his arms.

Despite swearing to herself that she wouldn’t, she burst into tears. Which made her feel like the dumbest person on the face of the planet. But now that Tom and Tyler were there, she quit trying to be strong.

Tom flanked her on the bed. “Baby girl, what’s the matter?”

She looked at them and sniffled. “I’m pregnant,” she said.

The men stared at her with blank looks for a moment. “Say what?” Tom said.

She nodded.

A slow smile engulfed Tyler’s face. “Truly?”

She nodded again. “I got sick today. I’ve felt yucky off and on the past few weeks, but I didn’t think anything about it because of all the crap going on.” She took a deep breath. “I threw up today while me and Karen were tasting cake samples. So we stopped at the drugstore and got a test and I took it at her house.”

Tom looked puzzled. “I thought you were taking the pill?”

“I was. I’m obviously not now, though.”

“Is that going to cause problems?”

“Mom says probably not. She got me an appointment with a doctor up here for next week.”

Tom grinned. “An oopsie baby. Maybe this time it’ll be a girl.”

She caressed her belly. She wasn’t anywhere close to showing yet, but if this pregnancy followed the other two, it wouldn’t take long. “I don’t care as long as it’s healthy.”

“Rest assured, love,” Tyler said, “those are our feelings, too.”

At least her stomach wasn’t bothering her at the moment. She kissed Tyler. “How tired are you?”

“What?”

Tom laughed and nibbled the side of her neck. “Is our little slave horny?”

“Uh-huh!”

“Ah.” Tyler pushed her back onto the bed. Tom leaned in and started kissing her. Tyler stood at the end of the bed and pulled her shorts and underwear off. Then he grabbed her legs and dragged her down to the edge of the bed. Kneeling between her thighs, he draped her legs over his shoulders and buried his face in her pussy.

Tom’s mouth muffled her cries as Tyler relentlessly drove all worries out of her brain with his talented tongue. When he gave her one explosive orgasm, he held on tight and wouldn’t let her squirm away from him as he started working on number two.

Tom lifted his head. “We need to keep you quiet, baby girl.” He sat up, stripped, then knelt over her head, facing Tyler. She opened her mouth and moaned around his cock, licking and sucking it.

“Yeah, that’s it, baby.” He started playing with her nipples, and when her second orgasm hit, she made as much noise as she wanted, Tom’s cock muffling the sound.

“Fuck, yeah!” Tom said. “Jesus, that feels good. Make her come again, Ty.”

“My pleasure.” He spread her labia and latched onto her clit with his lips.

Nevvie found herself caught in a spiral of orgasms she didn’t want to escape from. Tom’s cock grew harder against her tongue, drops of pre-cum rolling down her throat. “I’m getting close, Ty,” he said, his voice even hoarser.

“Right.” Ty stood, dropped his pants, lifted her legs, and drove his cock home deep inside her. “Hold her legs for me.”

Tom sat up even straighter and grabbed her ankles. He pulled her legs back, keeping them held wide open. Pinned between them, Nevvie couldn’t have moved if she wanted to.

She continued sucking Tom’s cock, wanting to taste him, to feel him shoot his load down her throat.

“This is perfect, loves,” Tyler said. His fingers found her swollen clit and started rubbing. She squealed around Tom’s cock as he rapidly made her come again. “We can tease and torment our precious little slave all night like this and she can’t move.”

The feeling of Tyler’s shaft deep inside her pussy made her climax feel even more powerful. He stopped fucking her, his balls brushing her ass, and forced her to come again. Helpless, all she could do was lie there and be their little fuck toy.