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Bonus Scene #2
Josh

There’s literally nothing better than getting sexy texts from your wife while you’re at work.

Smirking down at my phone, I became immediately hard at the words beneath Hope’s name.

Hope:

I’ve got a big surprise for you tonight.

Hell yeah. That can really only mean one thing… or at least it has in the past.

Two weeks ago, she texted me a picture of her in the fitting room while she shopped for lingerie… so I asked her for a fashion show when I got home.

We made it through one lacy negligee. One. That was it.

And unfortunately for the negligee, I practically tore it in half before tossing her on the bed.

“Josh?”

“Hm?” I blinked, looking up from my phone around the table of producers and executives at my new label. Matt met my gaze knowingly.

“Are you happy with this tour schedule? It’s a lot, I know, but with your last two albums being such hits, I think even with those extra shows, you’ll sell out all the arenas.”

I nodded. “As long as Hope can join me on the road, I’m good to go.”

Matt grinned and pushed back from his chair. “Great, that’s settled. I have another meeting I really need to run to,” he said while grabbing his keys and wallet and shoving them into his pockets. In a blur, he nearly bolted out the door.

Huh. That was weird. He must be late meeting Maggie for something. Much like me, after he screwed up and almost lost her for good, he’d been spending the last couple of years proving that he was worthy of his love.

Three months ago, she’d finally made an honest man out of him and they’d gotten married… with me as his best man and Hope as Maggie’s matron of honor.

I stopped on the drive home, picking up a bottle of Hope’s favorite pinot noir and a bouquet of peonies for her.

Just because I was about to fuck her senseless didn’t mean I didn’t also have a softer side. Hell, I might even light a candle first.

I made it home in less than thirty minutes. As I opened the front door, I fully expected to be greeted by Hope in some naughty outfit, but the house was mostly dark. Candles lined a path from my foyer toward the pool.

I smirked, feeling pretty damn glad I’d thought to get the wine and flowers. It seemed she had a more romantic evening planned for tonight.

On the table of the foyer, there was a small bottle of my favorite whiskey with a note taped to it in Hope’s neat cursive.

Daddy’s favorite whiskey.

Oh hell yeah.

My cock sprang to attention.

We’d never done the sexy daddy role play… she’d never seemed into it, but when it comes to Hope? Count me in.

Yanking my shirt overhead, I tossed it onto the couch before grabbing the whiskey, wine, and bouquet of flowers. I toed off my shoes and wiggled out of my pants, following the candles in merely my boxers. I only made it halfway through the kitchen when I spotted another note with an arrow pointing at the oven.

Hey Daddy,

Would you mind grabbing those mini buns out of the oven first?

Momentarily confused, I opened the oven, finding a plate of mini muffins warming on the top rack of the oven. Naughty food games as well as Daddy fantasies?

Goddammit, was I a lucky man or what?

Grinning, I grabbed the whipped cream from the fridge and for fun, sprayed a line down my abs to the waistband of my boxer briefs.

I was running out of hands to carry all the things, so I tucked the bouquet of flowers and whipped cream under my arm, clamped whiskey and wine into the crook of my elbow, then grabbed the warm plate with my free hand.

As I made my way to the pool, I heard Hope call out to me, “Daddy, have you figured out the big secret yet?”

“I think I did!” I called back to her, then rounded the corner to find my beautiful wife standing in front of the pool. Candlelight flickered around her casting a warm, orange glow like a halo all around her body.

“Josh!” she gasped as she saw me, covering her mouth. “What are you doing?”

I blinked, looking around and suddenly noticing that Hope’s entire family was behind her—Rick, Vivian, Julianne, Raeanne, Maryanne, Carrow, Max, Maggie, and even Matt stood there, holding up his phone, recording this moment for posterity.

And Cash sat beside Hope, wearing a bandana that said: I’m going to be a big brother.

“Ummmm…” I glanced down at me in my underwear, covered in whipped cream. “I think I misread the signs,” I muttered.

Hope’s brows lifted. “You think?”

“Wait…”

My brain flipped through the various things from this evening—Daddy on all the notes, the mini buns in the oven. I even lifted the bottle of whiskey and at the bottom of the bottle, there was a little baby figurine floating around. I winced, looking closer at our family’s matching T-shirts. Rick’s said: I’m going to be a Pappap. Viv’s said: I’m gonna be a Glamma. The Annes: I’m gonna be an Auntie… and so on and so forth.

And Hope’s shirt that said: I’m gonna be a Mommy.

“I’m such an idiot,” I said with a shake of my head.

Hope bit her lip to conceal her smile. “Maybe I was trying to be too clever.”

“Never,” I said, shaking my head. “It was perfect. Or it would have been—”

Laughing, Hope cut me off. “Nope. It was perfect, just the way it happened. Boxer briefs and all.”

“So… we’re having a baby?”

Her smile went even bigger as she nodded. “We’re having a baby, Daddy” she said, her palm drifting to her stomach.

The happiest tears I’d ever known flooded my eyes until I could barely see through the misty vision.

I didn’t even care that I was half-naked in front of all our friends and family.

But before I could move to scoop Hope into a hug, Cash came charging at me.

“Cash, no!” Unfortunately, he didn’t heed my warnings. Instead, he jumped on his hind legs to lick at the whipped cream on my stomach. “Cash, no! Bad dog!”

But it was too late, he knocked me off balance and I fell backward into the pool—mini muffins and all—with a giant splash.

Hope didn’t even waste a moment, She dove in after me, swimming up and launching herself into my wet arms.

Wet lips met mine and I scooped drenched hair out of her face. “Whoever thought that two misfits like us would ever have such a huge, loving family?”

“Mmmm. Even if it was just you and me… it would be more than enough love to go around.”

I love you so much, Hope,” I whispered, gently dropping my forehead to hers.

“I love you too, Josh.”

Around us, splashes erupted as one by one, everyone jumped into the pool with us, surrounding us in a group hug.

“Hey Matt!” I called out over the group. “I think we might need to adjust those tour dates.”

He grinned at me from over the tops of everyone’s heads. “I’m way ahead of you, buddy.”

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