Mrs. Robin's Sons

them, and then carried everything over to where Rylee sat on the couch. “Tequila and beer okay?” At Rylee’s nod, Noah poured the amber liquid into one glass and held it out to her. She lifted the glass to her lips and drained it down in a single gulp.
Then she reached for a cold beer and took several long swallows before she sat the half-empty bottle on the table.
“Better?” Noah asked softly, reaching out and tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear.
“Yes,” Rylee smiled at him. She held his hand and placed a kiss into the palm. “Thank you.” Her voice wavered slightly.
“Come here.” Noah sat his beer down next to hers on the table before reaching out and pulling her onto his lap. She went eagerly, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck.
“I’m so sorry,” Rylee said softly.
“For what?” She heard surprise in his voice.
“For ruining your birthday, for what happened tonight…for everything,” she sniffed.
“Hey,” Noah lifted her chin and kissed her. “You don’t have anything to be sorry for,”
he whispered against her lips. “If anyone is sorry here, it’s me. I’m sorry for what you went through tonight, sorry for how my family treated you. And my birthday is perfect, because you’re here with me.”
Noah’s lips covered hers again; the kiss was hot and sweet. Rylee moaned into his mouth, and her body moved against him.
They pulled away from each other long enough to remove their clothes, and then Rylee straddled his waist; her hand reached between them to hold his erection steady before she pushed down, and his long shaft slowly eased inside her.
“Noah…” Rylee moaned as shudders raced through her. She spread her legs farther apart and pushed down harder to take him deep within her body.
“Baby, yeah…ride me.” Noah’s hands gripped her ass cheeks as he thrust in and out of her. Rylee’s hands gripped the back of the couch next to Noah’s head, and she worked herself on his cock, like he’d told her. Her efforts drew groans and shudders from him, and she spiraled into complete ecstasy as her orgasm slammed through her.
“I love you,” he groaned. His hazel eyes burned into her.
Rylee nodded. “I know.” She kissed him. “I love you, too.”
“Rylee…” Noah yelled, and Rylee felt him let go, felt his pleasure as it shot out of him and into her.
Noah held her tightly against his chest, and she listened to the sounds of their ragged breathing.
“I didn’t use a condom,” he whispered. “I’m sorry.” Rylee was quiet for a moment.
“Do I need to be worried?” she asked softly.
“No.” His response was immediate. “Nick and I get tested regularly. Nick had a test just before his birthday, and I had one right after I got home from that weekend.”
He leaned back to look into her face. “I promise you that neither of us has been with another woman since we’ve been with you.”
“Then, there’s no reason to be sorry.” She leaned in and took another kiss, and then sat back and looked at him. “My job requires that I have a physical every year. I got my results back a couple of weeks ago.”
Noah smiled. “So, does this mean that we can skip the condoms from now on?”
“Well,” Rylee said carefully, “there’s always the issue of pregnancy.”
The smile slid from Noah’s face. “Oh…shit. Rylee…I…”
The horrified look on Noah’s face hurt Rylee more than she cared to think about. She forced a laugh.
“Relax, Noah. You’re not going to be a father just yet. I got it covered.” She began to climb off his lap. “Wait a minute.” Noah’s hands gripped her tightly by the waist. “You thought I was upset because I might have gotten you pregnant?”
Rylee didn’t immediately respond, and she stared at his chest to avoid eye contact.
Noah’s hands cupped her face. He stared at her, his expression serious.
“Truthfully, I was upset — but not for the reason you think. It’s not that I wouldn’t want to have a baby with you; I just didn’t think you’d ever want to have a baby with me.”
He chuckled uncomfortably. “Nick, maybe…”
Rylee’s head snapped up at his words. “How could you ever think that?” she frowned; her fingers reached out and traced his face. “Don’t you know that I love you as much as I love Nick? The two of you are my world.”
“Oh.” Noah looked completely shocked by her words. Finally, he cleared his throat. “If I weren’t already so in love with you, I think I would have fallen right here and now.”
*
“Hey,” Nick looked up at the sound of Noah’s voice when he walked into the house.
“You okay?” Noah asked quietly from the couch in the dark living room.
“Yeah, I’m good.” He sat in a chair across from Noah. “Where’s Rylee?”
“She went to sleep in your room.”
“How’s she doing?”
“Better,” Noah told him. “She was pretty upset when we first got home, blamed herself for what happened.”
“It wasn’t her fault,” he denied hotly, as renewed fury flowed though him.
“I know…it was mine.” Noah sighed heavily and hung his head for a moment. Finally, he looked up and met Nick’s gaze.
“I’m sorry, man. I should never have kissed her in the house. I knew better, I just…”
His voice trailed off. Nick ran a hand through his hair. “Listen, this wasn’t your fault, either. It was bound to come out eventually. Hell, Leslie already figured it out. It was only a matter of time before everybody else did, too. Not that it matters. I still love Rylee, and what they think won’t change that.”
“I love Rylee, too.” Noah stared back at him, his voice low, sure. “And I won’t let her go, either.”
Nick met Noah’s stare and nodded slowly. “Yeah, I know you do, and I know you
won’t.”
They sat in silence before Noah spoke. “I’ve never seen Mom react like that before. I can’t believe the things she said to Rylee…to us.”
Nick heard the same hurt and