Brianna:

I needed a fan.

I needed something to cool me off and to stop the sweat I felt filling my armpits.

Suddenly everything changed. And disappointment set in. What I thought was going to be a proposal wasn't. The music playing in the background ended, then it switched to a new song. Nick smiled, then he slowly slithered an arm around my waist, took a hand of mine with his free hand, then pulled me to him, and began dancing.

I felt a little embarrassed since we were the only ones dancing, and I felt everyone's eyes were on us. Not only did I feel embarrassed, but I was also feeling bummed. The hand Nick had resting on my lower back roamed slowly up until he got to my neck. He cupped my neck, rested his forehead to mine, and slowly waved his head against mine with a smile. Then, in front of God and everyone else, he pulled me in for a kiss. A languid, romantic, and passionate kiss that got my insides working hard.

He parted from my lips, tilted his head back a little, and grinned. "If I haven't said it yet, or if I have, so what, because you need to hear it again. But you are absolutely stunning tonight. You're stunning every day, but tonight you're more so than ever. And I fucking love it."

My body felt like mush, and my insides couldn't handle his sweet-talking any longer and smiled. "Just shut up and kiss me."

Nick listened and pulled me in for another long and one very hot and desperate kiss. He then parted, and with my eyes still closed; I felt him lowering to the ground. I quickly opened my eyes and what I saw was Nick on one knee, holding my one hand, and smiling from ear to ear. My heart stopped, and then I felt like Gumby and slapped my hand over my mouth when it fell open wide.

As he started speaking, tears began filling my eyes with one escaping to stroll down my cheek.

"Brianna, I never thought spilling my beer on a beautiful woman a year ago would lead us to where we are now. In Paris. At the top of the Eiffel Tower, and with me down on one knee. Getting ready to ask the love of my life to take my hand in marriage. But before I do that, I would like to tell you again what lead us here today. That day we met, I knew. I knew you were special. I felt an instant connection to you, and each day we talked and spent time together, my heart grew bigger and bigger, which led me to fall in love with you. We had obstacles to overcome and look where we are now, and now that we're free of those obstacles, I want to share every moment of our lives, along with our daughter that will soon enter the world. Brianna Jacobs, I love you so very much, and I need you to know, you complete me."

Nick's hand left mine, then removed a little black box from his jacket pocket. As he held the velvety black box in front of me and opened it, I gasped at the sight of the ring. He showed me a beautiful infinity diamond twist, platinum band, with a large round cut diamond in the center. "Will you marry me?"

"Yes! Oh, yes, Nick. I will fucking marry you," I excitedly said, with more tears escaping my eyes and with a shaky hand as he slid the ring down my finger.

Nick abruptly stood, then jumped and turned around, facing everyone that was watching us. "She said, yes! As everyone started whistling and clapping, he turned around and pulled me in for a warm hug and a happy yet romantic kiss.

I was on cloud nine, and as Nick and I walked hand in hand back to the table, our waiter stood beside the table waiting for us, then smiled as we approached. "Congratulations. Is there anything I can get for the happy couple?"

Nick looked at me, then looked at him, shaking his head. "Thank you. But I think we're going to go back to the hotel and celebrate."

Nick paid the bill, left a five-hundred-dollar tip on the table, then he had us leaving the tower in a hurry. Not that I mind any. But the way Nick's driving, and how he keeps looking over to me and then back to the road, over and over, with a huge smile, has me feeling giddy. All because I know what's coming next, and I have a feeling we'll be up all night long. And so will our innocent little girl.

Once we got into the hotel, with no care how big I was, he picked me up, carried me to the elevator, and continued holding me while inside the elevator. With a grin, he looked into my eyes. "I'm not sure how much longer I can carry you like this. It's a little awkward with your belly as big as it is," he chuckled, then lowered his mouth to mine, kissing me until the doors opened. I knew he didn't mean anything wrong by what he said because it's true. As big as I am, I feel like I'm carrying more than one child.

The second we got in our room, and he set me down, I showed him just how happy I was with what he pulled off. I grabbed a fistful of his shirt, then shoved him up against the wall and collided my lips to his, kissing him hard and with demand. "God, I want you right now," I moaned with our lips still locked.

"Me too," he moaned. "I want you more than anything, and you'll be seeing how bad I want you, right now," he said, turning me around and having me facing the wall with my hands pressed against the wall. He unzipped the back of my dress, let it fall, then slowly slid down my panties, kissing the backside of my legs as he lowered them. He had me step out of my panties and dress, then picked up my clothes and flung them onto the nearby chair.

I then felt his lips softly trailing back up my legs, up along my back, and to the backside of my neck as his hand reached around and began stroking, and teasing my clit, warming my insides and preparing me for what he was about to do next. His fingers spread my lower lips, and as his teeth latched onto my ear, a couple of his fingers slid inside me. "You're already so damn wet for me, I fucking love it," he whispered, causing goosebumps to poke through my entire body, with nipples hard as a rock, and to where they could cut glass.

The longer he rocked his fingers in and out of me, the more I longed for him to be inside me. I turned around, and in a desperate attempt, I grabbed his shirt and ripped it open. Popping the buttons of his shirt off, with them scattering all over the room. "I need to feel you inside of me right now."

The corners of his lips twitched, then they formed into a gigantic smile as he quickly unbuckled his belt and removed it from his pants, throwing it on top of my dress. My hand then lowered to the package, and as I crashed my lips, I began massaging the lovemaking tool I desperately wanted. With our lips moving in perfect sync and my hand firmly wrapped around his cock, we walked to the bed, to where I turned him, shoved him down, and climbed over him, straddling him.

He pushed himself up and met his lips with mine while he fondled my breasts using both hands. His lips left mine, then lowered and sucked in a nipple while pinching my neglected nipple, then moved over and repeated his sexual teasing ways by flicking, licking, and sucking. And as he left my breasts and trailed his tongue up to my neck, I gave him better access by leaning my head back, loudly purring as he softly trailed his tongue from side to side along my neck.

His tongue then trailed up to my ear, where he playfully nibbled then blew air into my ear that caused me to dig my nails deeply into his back. "Nick," I breathed. "I want you."

He excitedly groaned, then rolled me onto my back and lowered to the ground while spreading my legs. "You'll get me. But first I need dessert," he lowly said, before wrapping his mouth around my pussy and taking me to a world that was, literally, out of this world. A world I loved being in.

Nick's moaning and groaning excited me more. And when I felt his tongue enter inside me, I firmly gripped hold of the sheets, my back arched high, and a loud moan escaped me. I squirmed and wiggled like a slithering snake, then a wicked orgasm hit, causing me to grab and pull his hair and scream, "Nick! Oh my fucking God! Nick!"

My insides continued pulsating, and when his lips found mine again, his cock found my wet opening, and in one hard thrust, he fully entered me, taking my breath away after each deep thrust. Our sweaty bodies moved along as one, and as we both neared our arousal, our breathing increased, with us also heavily panting as we moaned each other's names.

The best part of us making love as we were, was the orgasms we shared all night and until we couldn't move any longer. Then there was our daughter, who let us know she wasn't happy, either, and demanded we stop doing what we were so she could fall back asleep.

I rolled into Nick's arms, rested my head on his chest, along with my belly, also resting on him. He tightened his hold and kissed my forehead. "I could do this with you every day, all day and night, and never get tired of it.

******

Our fantastic week-long vacation in Paris sadly came to an end, and we were now home, happier than we were when we first left. I sat on the couch, holding out my hand and eyeing the ring nick placed on my finger. Knowing the ring was on a platinum band, seeing the gigantic rock and all the other diamonds showcasing the infinity twists on each side of the rock, I knew this was not a cheap ring. Nick sat beside me, then he draped his arm over my shoulder and rested his head against mine, looking at the ring along with me.

"I hope you didn't spend your entire life savings on this ring," I quietly said. I had a week to boast about the beautiful ring, but now that we're home and the reality is back into play, it worried me about how much Nick spent.

He chuckled and reached for my hand, bringing it closer to him. "I did not spend my entire life's savings. But the amount I spent on this ring was worth it. And where the money came from to help buy this ring, made it all more worthwhile."

"Which is?"

"Well... actually. I sold my house before we went to court, which was another reason why the court proceedings took so long that day. I know I told you Tessa signed paperwork saying she wouldn't go after the house, but she signed a quitclaim deed, giving up her rights to any money I made off the house. So, that money went towards your ring, and the rest went to the account I had opened months back when Mr. Anderson refused my money for our stay at the hotel. He asked that the money I was going to spend on our hotel stay that I use it to open an account for our daughter and for her not to be able to touch it until she's eighteen. So, I added to it."

My mouth dropped. "Wow, Nick! You did that?"

Nick nodded and smiled. "I did. After she turns eighteen, she'll have the money to use for college, buy a home, and buy a car. Or, she could use it for whatever she would like. But I hope for her to use the money wisely, in which I will teach her just that. With interest she will earn, she'll be set for quite some time," he proudly added.

I was so in awe and amazed by what he did; I climbed onto Nick's lap and kissed him. "You amaze me. Do you know that? You always surprise me with something."

"Good surprises, that is. There will never be any more bad surprises," Nick winked.

I giggled. "I'll hold you to that."

"I know. Believe me. I know," Nick smiled.

Just as I lowered my mouth back to his, there was a knock at the door. "That must be Cora and Lydia. I called them as soon as we got home," I sighed as I slid off his lap. "I completely forgot I called, asking they come over."

"Let me guess. To show off your ring?" He smiled.

"You know me well."

"I'll go let them in," he chuckled.

Nick opened the door, and just as I suspected they would do, they did. And that's talking loudly and act like a bunch of teenagers. Then they ran towards me and jumped onto the couch beside me. "Excited much?" I asked.

"We want to see the ring!" Lydia happily squealed.

"I'll leave you gossiping ladies alone," Nick snickered, shaking his head.

I proudly held out my hand in front of them and let them see Nick's expensive taste and one of the most exquisite rings I've ever seen. Well, one that has ever been on my finger. And when Cora tried removing the ring from my finger, I pulled my hand back towards me. "Hey, now," I smiled and giggled. "This ring is never coming off."

"I just want to see what a rock like this would look like on my finger. That's all," Cora frowned.

Seeing Cora pouting the way she was, had me shaking my head. Then to make them jealous more than they were, I did what I said I wouldn't, and that was let the two try on my ring. They both tried on the ring, with them both studying and wiggling their fingers, trying to get the light to shine on the ring just right. "You're like the luckiest girl I know!" Lydia said in awe when the sparkle of the ring caught her eye. I wish I had a man with money. You do realize this ring is well over a hundred thousand dollars, right?"

"What? No way. I know it had to be expensive, but there's no way he spent that much."

Cora giggled. "You're in denial. You know damn well that ring cost that much. If you still don't believe Lydia, or even me, you don't know diamonds very well. You know Lydia spends her free time going to jewelry shops, looking and dreaming."

I looked at Lydia, pursed my lips back, then giggled. "I forgot about that."

"I do it for when I supposedly meet the love of my life, and he decides to propose. It'll be then that I'll know if he's a cheapskate or not," Lydia admitted with a smile.

"You're so bad. It shouldn't matter what he puts on your finger. Your love for each other should overpower whichever ring he picks out for you," I said, knowing that's how I felt when Nick got down on one knee. But I'll admit, the excitement of seeing the ring he chose to place on my finger made it much more special. And now to know what he supposedly spent on some bling, lots of bling that is, did make me want to cream my panties. But I won't tell them that.

Lydia looked at me and smirked. "It still would be nice to know if they're a cheapskate. But you're right. If you love them, that's all that matters. I just don't want a guy to give me junk unless that's all he could afford. However, if the man has money and still gives me something that came from a Walmart jewelry showcase, we're history." She shrugged and breathed, "I'm just honest."

"I feel sorry for the guy already," I teased.

"I'm just happy to see my best friend happy, and more than ecstatic that you scored the guy you did," Lydia said, leaning forward and hugging me.

"I always knew he loved you from the time we first met him," Cora added.

"I know he did. Even though I didn't think he did, but after Tessa admitted to everything, I thought back to all our times together and realized he truly loved me," I admitted as I released from Lydia's embrace.

For hours we looked through all the bridal magazines Cora and Lydia brought over, and it had me wanting to give birth to my girl now more than ever. I liked so many dresses and wanted to see where I could find them to try them on. But I couldn't since I was as big as a house. But this was a start. And it gave me ideas on what I was looking for.

After the girls left, I headed to the bedroom to slip on something sexy. Even though I didn't feel sexy wearing sexy lingerie with the belly I had, the lingerie and the large belly I was sporting turned Nick on. I put on my silky red robe, sprayed a couple of pumps of his most favorite perfume of mine behind my ears, then I let my hair down and headed to find Nick, finding him in his den, hard at work.

Nick's head lifted away from the paperwork he was looking at and up to me. And when I saw his eyes following me as I walked to him, I smiled. I sat on his lap, rested my arm around his shoulder and curled my finger under his chin, and looked him in the eyes. His smile grew, then he licked his lips. "What's on your mind?" He asked.

"Did you really spend over a hundred thousand dollars on this ring?"

"Maybe," he quietly hinted.

I rested my forehead on his and stared him in the eye. "Please tell me that's not what you spent."

"Okay. That's not what I spent," Nick smiled.

Liar...

"Nice try... you know you didn't have to spend that much on me."

"I know I didn't. But I wanted to, as I said a little while ago. You're well worth it, and I couldn't care less what the ring cost. Keeping the love of my life happy is all I care about. And if that means spending more on you, I will."

Nick's eyes looked away from mine and down to look at what I was wearing. Then he slid his finger up and down my robe's opening. "Now. About this robe. I like seeing you wear this and all, but I want to see what's hidden underneath it," he said, sliding his hand in between the opening and resting it over my breast. "A bra?" Nick asked, arching a brow, then he slid his hand further down and tickled my pussy. This time, he arched both brows high. "Panties too... hmm..."

I giggled.

"As much as I like seeing you dress sexy for me. I'd rather see the full piece of art. And that's you, completely naked. And once you stand before me, naked. My tongue would like to have a taste of the pie. How does that sound?"

"If you want my pie, then I want to taste the cream filling of the twinkie."

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