Page 43 of Daddy's Treat

Did I forget to mention Kade and I got married? We totally did. Eloped actually. Kade and I took a trip to Vermont over Christmas break. He said we just needed to get away and relax. It was amazing and perfect. On our second night there, Kade proposed… well, he actually fucked me senseless, put the ring on my finger, and when I saw it, he gave me that no-nonsense daddy look he’s mastered. Of course, I said yes. We both decided there was no sense in waiting, so we went to the justice of the peace and got hitched.

Kade helps me jump up on the exam table. He stands beside me, holding my hand as we wait for the doctor. After an eternity, there is a knock on the door, then my doctor walks in full of smiles.

“Congratulations, you’re pregnant.”

Those three words will always be considered the most epic mic drop of all time.

“I’m going to be a daddy.” Kade sounds a little stunned. Which I find hilarious since he’s been the calm one up until this point.

“You already are.”

That shakes Kade out of his shock. He gives a playful growl and kisses the side of my neck. “Damn right I am, shortcake.”

The doctor gives us an amused look, letting us have our little moment. We get an ultrasound to measure the baby since I have zero idea when we conceived. It’s the best thing ever. Then the doctor fills us in on everything that is our little candy corn. What? On the ultrasound the baby totally looked like one! The doctor even agreed!

Finally, they send us on our way with a grainy picture of our future.

It’s funny. I can thank my happily ever after to a fluffernuttering clown.

I guess it doesn’t matter how you get there as long as you do.

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