58-Big Chances at Pack West

Bridget’s POV

“Wesley!” I scream, looking at the test in my hand. I can’t believe what I’m seeing.

“Baby?!” Wesley runs into the bathroom, almost slipping on the tiles. “What is it?”

I smile and turn the test around.

“You knocked me up!” I scream at him, before hitting his shoulder.

We smile at each other, and Wesley tosses the test away.

“Damn right,” he pulls me in for a kiss, my silk robe riding up, so he puts his hands on my bare thigh, picking up my leg as his tongue explores my mouth.

I wrap my arms around his neck and jump a little. He catches me and carries me to the bed. I grid his morning erection as he walks and my tongue tickles his, making him laugh into my mouth.

“I love you, Wesely,” I say, pulling away from his lips.

Wesley smiles and squeezes my thighs.

“I love you too,” he lays me down and removes my robe. I’m naked under it.

He removes his boxers.

“Are you going to make love to me?” I tease him as he crawls over me.

“I think we could make twins,” Wesley smiles.

“Doe