Page 93 of Savage for You

“She really slapped you?” she asks, sounding surprised.

“Right across the face.”

“Atta girl.” A ghost of a smile is on her face.

“Be mad at me, baby, but please, please don’t give up on my dumbass. I love you.”

“I love you too, but you’re on probation, mister. I appreciate you being honest with me.”

“Always, I pinky promise.” I hold out my pinky for her, and she links it with hers.

Our families show up and now everyone knows that we’re having a baby. Autumn is still pissed at me, but I don’t blame her. She’s giving me the cold shoulder for even thinking that Montana would willingly leave with Dylan.

When my mom walks in, she goes right to Montana to give her a big hug and kiss her cheek. She’s telling her that she’s so happy they will be okay. There are tears in her eyes, but she’s trying to stay strong for them, for us.

Then, she looks at me and glares. Great, now my mom looks like she wants to slap me too.

How could I have been so stupid? Fuck, it looks like I have some making up to do with more than just Montana.

forty

Montana

February

Savage: Happy birthday my love.

Rocky isn’t in bed when I wake up, but when I open my eyes, I see white chrysanthemums mixed with white roses and foliage on my bedside table, along with a birthday card. A bagel with lots of cream cheese—my man knows what I like. It’s still warm so I know he hasn’t been gone long.

“Baby, I’m home! Can you come in here, please?” I hear the door close.

I roll out of bed and walk out of the bedroom to see Rocky holding a little cake, and I just know it’s red velvet, my favorite. He’s smiling from ear to ear, he has two number two rose gold balloons and a candle in the cake that he’s lighting as I walk up to him. My own little Sixteen Candles moment. I’ve always wondered how it would feel to be surprised by someone I love on my birthday, and now I’m experiencing it.

“Make a wish, baby,” he says as he holds up the cake for me to blow out the candle.

“The only wish I would have made can’t come true, but I do know one thing I can wish for.” I smile at him.

“My girl is always so horny, I love it.”.

“I wished for a cat. Get your head out the gutter, Savage.” I laugh and he kisses my forehead. Forehead kisses are literally superior. I’ve said it before, and I'll say it again.

I make a wish, and I blow out the candle. They always say that if you speak your wish then it’ll never come true. But I have everything I could ever want right in my front of me—my man, Rocky Savage, and his little one I’m carrying in my stomach. Resting my hand on my stomach, I caress the side of my bump.

Looking up at Rocky, I watch as he places the cake on the ground while keeping his one hand behind his back. He pulls a little bag out from behind him. The bag is a beautiful shade of olive green and has white tissue paper stick out of the top. A draping white bow tied to the handles as it sprawled down the front.

I open the bag and see a little black box. Holding the box in my hand I look up at Rocky who has a small smile on his face.

“Well, open it,” he says as my fingers tremble with excitement.

When I open it, I see a beautiful ring with a heart-shaped amethyst stone with two little diamonds surrounding it, and a thin diamond encrusted rose gold band. Grabbing the small ring, I look back at Rocky with a cheesy smile.

“This is such a beautiful gift, baby. And it's my birthstone.” Tears are running down my cheeks now.

“This is a promise ring. I promise to love you every day. I know you tell me it's too soon to marry you, even though I would tomorrow. But this is a promise that one day I’ll turn this ring into an engagement ring and marry the hell out of you. Montana, you’ve changed my life in more ways than one, from your sassy remarks to your beautiful heart. You’re carrying my child, and I will cherish you both more than anything in the world.”

His speech has left me speechless.

“I also have one more surprise for you. Open the front door.” He’s grinning wider now.