Whiskey Bent & Hellbound *AU*

Chapter 43

Madison's POV

No way did I hear him correctly. He did not just ask me to move in with him.

"Move in? Here? With you? Ryan, you can't be serious." I said. I'm not gonna lie, I was completely stunned. I did not see this coming.

"I'm dead serious. I want you to move in here. How about it Madi?" He replied, giving me the sweetest smile.

"But Ry...it's so soon. We haven't even been together that long." I couldn't help but shake my head. This was crazy right?

"No, not really. When you think about it, we've been living together for the last three months." He replied.

"You're crazy." I laughed.

"Yeah. Crazy about you." He chuckled. " This place needs a woman's touch. Sturgill needs a mom, and I need you with me every night. Please Madi...don't make me sleep in that big old bed all alone. This house feels like home and not just a house with you here. It'll be great. I promise...just think about it at least." He gave me his best puppy dog eyes.

"Okay." I said. Maybe we were both a little crazy.

"Okay you'll think about it or okay let's do this?" He asked.

"Okay...let's do this. I'm becoming very attached to this swinging bed thing, and maybe I'm a bit crazy too." I squealed when he practically tackled me back onto the bed, covering me in sweet kisses.

"So you just love me for my swing bed huh? That's okay darlin'. I'll put one in every room in this damn house if it makes you happy."

"You make me happy. Happier than I've ever been in my life." I said, melting into the kiss.

"Good. Let's get you packed up and moved in so I can keep making you happy."

My heart.

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Small time skip

I couldn't help but sob in pure relief when I looked down at the negative pregnancy test. A baby was the absolute last thing I needed in my life. Ever.

I know that may not sound normal, to not want children, but it was just how I felt.

It had been a blissful, perfect month of Ryan and I living together. And while he didn't put a swing bed in every room like he teased me about, he did have one installed in the loft. We got plenty of use out of both of them. If I'm being honest, we pretty much christened every room in this house, and there were plenty of them. I discovered that Ryan had a little bit of a kinky side that he was starting to show to me, and I was learning that not only did I like it, but I had one as well. Things were going great and I was loving all of it. The sex was ridiculously hot, but when you fuck like rabbits, pregnancy scares are bound to happen, despite using the most reliable form of birth control on the market.

Thank God it was just a scare, and it was enough to remind me that my IUD probably needed to be changed out, as it was several years old. Or perhaps I should look into another method of birth control. IUD's were great, but potentially disastrous if I accidentally got pregnant with one. I made a mental note to get on that first thing in the morning.

Ryan and I had never talked about the future. We were just living day by day, soaking it all in, loving the feeling of being domestic together. Learning to cook. Cleaning up together. Decorating the house to make it into our home. Sharing our successes. Him having recorded his new album, me getting ready to start mine. Being dog parents to Sturgill was wonderfully fulfilling. Four legged babies were the best, and I was more than satisfied.