A Redneck's Wicked Game (A Daryl Dixon Story)

A New Beginning

Chapter 51—A New Beginning

Later that evening

*Adult content

Well we told everyone at dinner and I swear if I hear one more chorus of "First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes Daryl in the baby carriage" out of Glenn's mouth I'm going to knock his teeth out. I'm happy, I really am but with this happiness comes a lot of changes and even more worry. Daryl is going to be even more protective and I'm going to be limited on what I can do. Of course if Daryl had his way he'd wrap me up in bubble wrap and tape me to a wall until my water breaks.

I realize this could be so much worse; I could be doing this alone or out on the road with no protection. I have people to look after me, a safe place to be and a man who would sacrifice everything, including his own life to keep me and this baby safe. I just need to push my demons from my head and try to be normal for once, instead of the damaged person I've been for so long.

I take a shower and walk back upstairs to our room to Daryl. He took his shower first and when I walk in he's sitting up in the bed, in just his jeans. I notice the top button on his jeans is undone and my stomach does somersaults. This man is so damn sexy and he has no idea, which just makes him more desirable. I toss my dirty clothes in the crate, noticing he's staring at me, "What?" He grunts, "Did ya really walk up here in that outfit?" I look down at myself, trying to figure out what's wrong with the flannel shirt of his that I'm wearing. It has sleeves and it's definitely too big on me but I'm wearing panties and you can't even see them because his shirt comes to my mid-thigh. I wiggle my bare toes and mumbles, "What's wrong with this? I'm covered." He grunts again, "Don't want every man here staring at my wife, that's what." I sigh, "Look if I was comfortable enough to walk up here with the possibility that someone might notice my scars, then you should be smart enough to realize that this shirt is long enough to cover everything I want covered. Besides wearing my jeans makes my stomach hurt." He glare relents a little as I crawl onto the mattress and lie down beside him. He looks down at me and mumbles, "Sorry." I shrug, "Whatever, I don't wanna fight Dare." He scoots down to lie besides me, turning on his side; his head propped up with his hand. His free hand drifts under the edge of the flannel shirt, exposing my belly. I look down and realize I actually have a little pooch to my belly. He smiles and puts his large strong hand on my slightly rounded belly, "I think ya might me showing a little princess, ya sure as hell ain't fat." I nod in agreement, "I think ya might be right, it would explain why I hate my jeans right now." He traces his rough calloused fingertips around my belly button, "Guess we'll have to git ya some bigger clothes." I groan, "Thanks, like I ain't worried 'bout gitting fat as it is." He looks up at me, "Ya ain't fat, not even close. You're perfect, always have been. If anything ya could use a few more pounds; I can't wait to see ya with a big baby belly." I ask, "Cause ya think pregnant woman are a turn on or 'cause you knocked me up and it makes proud like a peacock?" He chuckles quietly as he admits, "A little bit of both." I groan, "Admit it, ya just want me to have even bigger tits." He laughs, "They're perfect now but hey I'm not gonna complain about them gittin' even bigger." I roll my eyes, "Yeah wait until they're leaking all over the place and every time ya touch 'em ya git milk all over ya." He gives me this dirty sinful look but stays silent. I groan, "You are a naughty little freak Daryl, it's a good thing I love ya." He shrugs but the grin is still plastered to his face. I smile at him, "You just can't wait to fuck a pregnant woman can ya?" He leans into my neck, planting little kisses to my ear and whispers, "I can't wait to make love to my pregnant wife." My heart stops a little as I hear those words and it makes the butterflies in my stomach dance like crazy. He's still kissing my neck as I breathlessly tell him, "I love you Dare."