“Slow,” I said as she began to thrust a little.

Hailey tilted her head back with a groan as her green eyes

shut. “We can go as slow as you need.”

Watching her excited me more than I could ever imagine,

making it easier for me to take the dildo. She groaned again as

I absorbed its length. She pushed me back slightly and reached

down between us, and I felt a new sensation when she switched

on the twin bullets. “Shit,” Hailey said in an expelled breath. I

laughed as I ground my hips into her, making her squirm.

“I want to be on top of you,” Hailey said as I unbuttoned her

shirt and slid it down her arms.

I pushed into her again and watched with a pleased smile as

her head lolled back. Then I pulled her to me roughly and kissed

her hard as I unclasped her bra. “It was your idea to stay right

here,” I said against her lips. “And I have all the control.”

She pushed me back and caught me before I toppled off her

lap. “You don’t have as much control as you think you have.”

I planted my feet and lifted off her; she followed me to the

floor and kicked the chair out of the way as I tossed her bra after

it. We both groaned when Hailey slipped her hand between my

legs, then guided the dildo into me. “Go slow at first. I’ve never

been on the business end of one of these.”

Hailey’s eyes showed surprise. “Ever?”

“Ever. You’re my first.”

“Well then, this is a first for both of us,” she said before she

kissed me.

It might’ve been Hailey’s first encounter with a strap-on, but

she had it figured out pretty damn well as she moved. Her thrusts

were slow and deep, and she used the positioning to both our

advantages. The variety of sensations was incredible. The feel of

her breasts sweating against mine, her soft thighs moving between

mine, and the muscles in her back as they flexed combined with

the strap-on sent me to heights that I never wanted to come down

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from. But her loud cry when she came was my undoing and sent

me spiraling fast behind her.

We lay flat on our backs staring at the ceiling as we tried to

catch our breath. “When Kalen asks me what you gave me for our

belated Valentine’s Day, I’m going to tell her bruises on my ass.”

Hailey laughed breathlessly. “If you’re crazy enough to tell

her that, then you may as well explain how, but I don’t want to be

around when you do.”

We made a half-ass effort to clean up dinner and went into the

bedroom where I gave her the necklace, and she gave me a silver

charm bracelet that she would add a heart to every Valentine’s

Day until she ran out of room. Though we didn’t discuss it, I went

to sleep that night wrapped in her arms thinking that this day

would be our anniversary.

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Epilogue

“Hailey, if you have any more stuff, we have to burn it.” I

flopped down onto the floor next to her, feeling like every muscle

in my body was on fire.

“That’s the last of it,” Hailey said with a groan. “Did we bring

Fuzzy?”

“She’s in the backyard chasing squirrels. When we put in a

garden, we won’t have any problems with those guys.”

The Healys weren’t particularly thrilled that we wanted to

break the lease on Hailey’s apartment. Mine had long expired

since I lived there for what felt like forever. Mrs. Healy did give

us a break when we offered a replacement tenant—Marvin, who

was recently promoted to manager of the Rampart salon.

Hailey and I bought a house two blocks away from Kalen and

Toad’s and spent the last two weeks painting our new place and

moving. Everything seemed to happen in the blink of an eye. The

catalyst for all the change occurred one hot night when Hailey

burned our dinner and I ruined one of her shirts while doing the

laundry. It was our first fight…

“Why?” Hailey exclaimed as she held what was left of her

favorite silk shirt in her shaking hands. “Why on earth would you

wash something like this with the towels?”

“Because you put it in the hamper with the towels.” I slammed

the lid down on top of the pan of fettuccini Alfredo to stifle the

smell of it as it fried. “I asked you to watch this. If you hadn’t

been so busy bitching at me, then we’d have something to eat

besides molten lava.”

“Did you use an entire gallon of bleach on that load of towels?”

Hailey tossed her spotted shirt at the trash can. “If I weren’t so in

love with you, I’d choke the shit out of you right now.”

We both froze and stared at each other. “Do you mean that?”

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“Yes, I want to choke you.” A sliver of a smile tugged at

Hailey’s lips.

“I love you, too, Hailey, with all my heart.”

We started house hunting the next day.

“I just want to shower and go to bed.” Hailey sat up and

looked at me. “Or we could skip bathing and sleep right here on

the floor.”

The sound of tires screeching and a horn blowing had us on

our feet in an instant. I know we both had the same thought—

Fuzzy escaped the backyard and had gotten into the street. Hailey

threw the front door open with me on her heels and stopped short.

I nearly ended up on her back. Mom’s head was hanging out the

back window of Kalen’s car. “The baby’s coming.”

Toad burned rubber backing out of our driveway, leaving us

to stand bewildered in a cloud of exhaust fumes.

“He’s going the wrong way,” Hailey said as she followed me

back into the house.

“Lived here all his life, too.” I found my car keys and pulled

on my shoes. “Guess sleeping is going to be delayed a while.”

Hailey was moving ninety miles an hour around the house as

she brought in Fuzzy and set up the DVD player. We were on the

road in less than ten minutes, which in hindsight was stupid. We

could’ve taken ten showers and slept until three in the morning

because that’s when Brianna Page Cavanagh made her arrival

into this world.

While Mom and Dad argued over holding the baby and Toad

and Hailey slept despite sitting straight up, I sat on Kalen’s bed

holding her hand. “She is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,”

I said as I wiped my eyes.

Kalen smiled up at me wearily. “She is. Has all ten fingers and

toes.” Kalen looked past me to Dad, who had won the argument

and was sitting in a chair holding his granddaughter. “He’s crying.

He never cries.”

I sat for a long time watching Kalen drift in and out of sleep.

She’d open her eyes, look for the baby, and smile, then drift off.

Her hair was a mess, makeup smeared from crying, and I thought

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she looked lovelier then than she ever had. My big sister was a

mom.

In the wee hours of that morning when Hailey and I drove to

our new home, we decided to start a family of our own. The next

day, we made a visit to the hospital, then went straight to the place

where the babies were kept.

Hailey and I separated as we walked along the rows of them

crying out for adoption. I wanted to take them all and fill our

house and yard with them, but we’d made a promise before we

came—only one. I stopped at one kennel that didn’t have a dog

scratching at the wire mesh. A sign said “male, two months.” I

bent and looked inside, and there he sat against the back wall, the

ugliest thing I’d ever seen. He crouched against the back wall as

if he knew no child would want him when there were so many

adorable younger and fluffier competitors.

I pressed my hand against the wire and he approached timidly.

He sniffed at my hand and licked it. When his eyes met mine, I

knew.

“Is he snarling?” Hailey came to stand beside me.

“No, he’s scared.” I pointed to the smaller sign at the bottom

of the door that explained that he’d been hit by a car and lost a

portion of his top lip. “And he’s perfect.”

“Can we take a closer look at this one?” Hailey asked an

attendant.

The woman gave us a knowing smile as she opened the cage

and lifted him out. His brown paws that gave way to black legs

weren’t that big. I watched his big brown eyes as they regarded

Hailey when she presented her hand for him to sniff. His tail

thumped the keys hanging at the attendant’s waist as he licked

the back of Hailey’s hand.

“He’s smaller than he should be,” the attendant said. “He was

severely malnourished when he was brought in.”

I looked up to find Hailey looking at me. She nodded. “We’ll

take him,” I said.

“What will we name him?” Hailey asked as our new baby

rode in the backseat with her.

“Pitifully Ugly, P.U. for short.”

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About the Author

Robin Alexander is the author of the Goldie Award-winning