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“What’s up with everyone wanting it to be a boy instead of a girl?”
    Laughing along with him I answer, “Ah, that’s a no brainer. You having a girl will drive you completely crazy. You’ve witnessed Jake, right? You and Jake are cut from the same cloth, man. We only need one of you acting like a complete caveman.”
    Cody becomes serious, and his words skin my already sensitive heart. “You know, I’m just glad I can see. Can you imagine if I’d lost my eyesight, and she got pregnant? I don’t think I could survive not knowing how my kid looks. God’s good, man. He is so good. Don’t ever forget it, B.”
    His last statement made me look at him with an arched brow. “Why are you telling me not to forget how good He is, Cody? You’re freaking me out.”
    Shrugging his shoulders, he explains, “Nothing. I’m just stating a fact; that’s all, B. Let that shit marinate in your brain, so you’ll know what to do when the time comes.”
    Squinting my eyes at him I ask, “When the time comes for what?”
    The only answer I get is another shrug. After that exchange, we remain quiet; and before I know it, we’re home. The front door swings open, and out comes my angel, walking as fast as she can to get to me. I welcome her with open arms. I’m breathing her in, cherishing the way she feels in my arms, and savoring the feel of her breath against my neck, making me want her more than I already do.
    “I’ve missed you so much, honey.”
    Tami’s eyes glaze over as she leans forward capturing my mouth, enveloping mine with hers. Our tongues glide and meld into one, hungrily seeking its partner. The weeks of separation are catching up to us, and before we both know it, we’re in a frenzy of groping hands, sexy nips mixed in with wild kisses. I carry Tami bridal style without disengaging my tongue from her mouth. I open the door leading to our room as I toe-off my shoes one after the other, I gently lay her on the bed, watching her watch me take my clothes off.
    I’m almost shaking in anticipation of being inside her, and ‘the talk’ we’re supposed to have leaves my mind and out the door. I slam that door shut, because loving on her as she loves on me is the only thing my heart can comprehend right now. My love overpowers the desire to confess, because her love for me covers my guilt.
    Completely naked, I start working on her shorts, quickly sliding them off her including her panties. Then my fingers go under her tank, ecstatic that she’s wearing one of those with a built in bra. Leaving my lips for a second, she takes her top off, and as soon as she tosses it over my head, she grabs my face tenderly, stops, and gazes at me . . . and that’s enough for me. No words need to be spoken.
    I get her just as easily as she gets me.
    I can’t deny either of us this connection. It’s when I can fully forget the darkness, the pain, how it plagues my mind while my heart is joyful because of her love. Her love for me is pure, while mine is tainted with secrets. I always feel this way when she’s with me, when I’m inside her as she completely loves all of me, and I selfishly accept it all.
    I reach for a condom on the nightstand, she stops me and shakes her head; momentarily I’m brought back to what I’m running away from. Not wanting to answer her, I invade her mouth once again. Plundering it without mercy, drowning her mouth with my love while I prepare to engulf her completely with my cock inside her. My protection in place, I slowly slide inside her. Plunging into her as deep as I can go, needing to get lost in her . . . through her, with her, and because of her.
    I thrust inside her hard . . . owning what’s mine as I slide out of her as gradually as I can, wanting her to feel the emptiness when I’m not buried deep inside her. But, slamming right back inside her as quickly as possible, not wanting to be uncovered from her warmth either. The moment she covers me snuggly, it sends electricity up my