Chase's POV:
Lying in bed with Delilah's head resting on my chest and the sheets from the ruined bed wrapped around us, I trailed my hand lazily up and down her back. Even in the short amount of time that had passed since we I found out that she was pregnant, her body has changed so much. I was loving the fuller breasts even though the size they had been before was gracious plenty. But my favorite thing of all was when we were lying like this and her growing belly pressing into me. We had been laying like this the first time that I felt one of them kicking. There was no denying I was a man's man but feeling something that I had had a part in creating kicking inside its mother womb had brough tears to my eyes.
Dropping a hand to Delilah's belly, I thought about that first time all over again as I let my long fingers splay across her skin. Almost instantly, I felt the tiniest little bump as soon as my hand made contact with her skin. I didn't know how to explain the joy I felt at knowing that not only was Delilah going to go out on the road with me where I would be able to rest my hands on her belly just like this whenever I wanted, she was also going to be moving in with me. There was no doubt in my mind that I could go to sleep with my hands on her growing belly and wake up every morning the same way for the rest of my life. Maybe I'll just keep her pregnant...
With that thought in my mind, I thought about how far I've come from the one-night stand type of man who didn't want to spend any time with a woman that wasn't necessary to get to the sex part of out encounter to the man who was ready to settle down and have a relationship. Mama said that it would happen, but like everything else in my life, I never wanted to admit that mama had always known best. I'd been so adamant to live my life the way I had been that if you had asked me two months ago if I wanted a live-in girlfriend, I would have told you that you had lost your fucking mind if you thought that was the type of man I was. Now though, I wanted nothing more than to be able to lay in bed just like we are now every time we got the chance.
I knew that with my touring schedule and the babies coming I knew that the time that we would have to do this was going to be limited. And I planned on making the most out of it while it lasted. But first, Delilah deserved a date night that include a fancy dinner, a movie, and just being with one another. There were already rumors going about how someone had snagged me off the market and if I had anything to do with it, those rumors were going to be put to rest tonight. The whole world was going to know that Delilah and I were together. I wanted to let her know that I was proud to be with her, would even go as far as to say how lucky I was to have her in my life. And what better way to do that than to show her off all over town?
"I'm going to call my stylist and see what she can pull for you in a hurry." I said, breaking the silence in the room. The confused look that came over Delilah's face was both funny and adorable and made me want to toss my plan of showing her off out the window but I knew she deserved so much more.
"Chase—"
"Don't even start. I have never taken you on a real date and that's fuckign sad considering that you and I are about to become parents and you have just decided to move in with me. The least I can do is treat you to a pretty dress and a night out with some amazing food and maybe a movie." I said, cutting her off when she went to protest.
"You just want to make out in the back of the theater." Delilah said with a smirk.
Rolling so that she was flat on her back as I hovered over her, I lowered my head until my lips were mere millimeters from hers. "If all I wanted to do was make out with you, we could stay right here." I said, placing lingering kiss on her lips before breaking it once more. "But if you want to make out in the theater, I think that can be arranged." Nudging her legs open, I steeled between them, loving the feel of her naked body pressed against mine. Because of the nearness to her velvety heaven, my dick took notice and twitched with interest.
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One Night Standards
FanfictionDelilah's life has fallen apart. Her husband of 8 years served her separation papers on the night of their 8th wedding anniversary. Now, she's left to pick up the pieces of her shattered heart and move one with her life. Starting with a night out in...