"What do you mean you have to move? Eric can't possibly have any say in you staying here that makes no sense!" He exclaims.

"Well it's not so much a matter of where I am, it's the boys. He says if we aren't in our own home in a month they have to go back to his house while we work out the divorce and custody. But he graciously agreed to let me return with them if I sleep in the guest room now." I share with him. He's quiet for a moment, thinking about what I've just shared. 

"I'll buy you a house, us a house" he says suddenly. 

"Chris you can't do that" I say shocked. 

"Larkin I just got you, we've barely had any time together and I'm not ready to lose what we have going on, it's good, what we have with the kids is good, I can feel it love. This is real.”

My heart pounds against my ribs. I'm speechless. I know it's good too, I love what we have all found together. The kids are relaxed and seem to be thriving despite everything going on. I feel more supported and thought of than when I was home and my marriage was 'good'. 

"I’ll be back soon and we can talk more." I tell him before disconnecting. 

When I walk in he's sitting at the kitchen island in jeans and a white button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up already looking at properties, my breath catches and my panties are now damp. He looks up to me and the smile that spreads across his face is infectious. He has a five bedroom house pulled up with a huge backyard. 

"What have you got there?" I ask moving to stand in between his legs as he sits on a stool. I run my hands over his shoulders and lean in for a kiss. He returns it with the same vigor and his hands rub soft circles on the side of my belly. Looking at the screen the house he has been viewing is beautiful. 

"I’ve been doing a little looking and running some numbers, I can put a good down payment on this one and we can put it in both our names so the courts can't say you're still just staying with me." Tears well in my eyes at that. I can't believe that all this was in front of me literally my entire life. It just took me way too long to see him clearly. I have to tell him about my moms money, I don't want a secret like that between us and I also want to buy the house. I want something that is truly mine so no one can take it from me in the future. 

"Chris I have to tell you something, my mom left an inheritance for Finn and I that all came to me when I turned 25. It's large, I don't need help buying a house." He looks at me with eyes brows raised, then his shoulders sag slightly. "I would however like for you to move with us into said new house. I agree we already have a home started here, I don't want to break it up either," I say cupping his face. His eyes light up at my confession. 

"I love you." He says to me pulling me closer. My heart flutters almost out of my chest.

"I love you too," I tell him back, the sappy sweet I was feeling just seconds ago slowly bleeding into something more. Lust and need mix together creating a thick air around us. 

"You know what else I love?" He asks while picking me up under my arms and sitting me on the counter in front of him, "these gorgeous breast," he says pulling my top down and kissing them one at a time, "this mouth," he says moving up to devour my pregnant puffy lips, "but I especially love sinking into you, hot and wet…" He whispers into my ear licking me from my neck down. I instinctually spread my legs wider trying to let him in more but my even bigger belly holds him back. Not to be deterred he chuckles a little and looks at our predicament. 

"Well I guess if I can't reach those pretty lips it's a good thing I can reach these," he cups my pussy as he suggests that. I moan and close my eyes. 

"Yes please," I breathe out. He pushes me back so I'm laying flat on the cool counter, the maternity sundress I'm wearing gives him ample access to me. He runs his fingers up my thighs leaving goosebumps as he goes. They skillfully find my warm center and he carefully pulls my soaked panties down and smiles at my glistening pussy. I draw in a shuddering breath in anticipation and he does not disappoint. 

"Oh Chris!" I cry out as he takes his first taste of me, he sucks me relentlessly getting right to it. My hips are wriggling on the counter and his hands come around the outside of my legs and hold the top of my thighs keeping me right where he wants me. My back arches off the counter as I reach my first orgasm. One more good pull on my clit and I'm gushing out around him. Well that was quick. 

"Mmmm" he moans. "Give me another one, I'm not done yet" he tells me devilishly. My body instantly responds to him and I'm already building back up. I start to roll my nipples through my own fingers, he notices and growls into my folds. A second later he adds 2 fingers to me and presses up effectively shooting me into my second orgasm. I scream and arch into him looking for more friction still, it's just so good. As he finishes he wipes his mouth and pulls me back up to a sitting position with a smile on both our faces. 

"Come on love, let's go pick out a few houses we want to see, we only have a month after all." He helps me slip off the counter and over to the couch. 

"This is going to be tight timing wise, I didn't think about it at the office but she's only due 3 weeks after we have to be moved by. I'm going to be huge and absolutely no help." I say annoyed. Eric knows when his daughter is due he's definitely not trying to make this any easier on me. 

"There's something else I want to talk to you about" Chris begins, "I think it's time to tell your dad what's going on. I know he's not been back a lot in the last decade but he deserves to know and maybe he can help. We can really use manpower now if nothing else, and it may be good for the boys to see him again too." 

I think about his suggestion for a minute, it's true he's not my first call when I'm in trouble, I love him but I don't want to risk him falling apart at my expense again so I haven't asked for help with anything in a long time. He would most likely to visit after Vivienne was born, I can say that he has been to see each of his other 2 grandchildren when they were born and does make an effort to send cards and postcards keeping in touch with them. It couldn't hurt to ask him to come early could it? I mean if he can't I'm just in the same situation I already am in, nothing changes. 

"Ok let me try calling him, do you mind if I do it now?" 

"No time like the present," he says, pulling me closer to him. 

Surprisingly he picks up after only a few rings. We talk for a little about the kids and everything and then he asks how Eric is and I have to start my story. I dumped everything with Chris next to me, if my dad wasn't going to be able to help that was ok, I still had Chris. After my verbal diarrhea about the affair, Hope's attitude since, the move, and Eric's dealing with the police after being aggressive with me my dad let out a long breath. 

"Well kid in true Heist family tradition when things go south they go at a nosedive. My heart's breaking for you, Larkin. You let me know when you are ready for me to come and I'll be there, it'll be nice having some extra time with my grandsons until a little miss arrives." My dad tells me. It is nice to have him in the loop now and it will be a great help for the move having extra hands. 

"Thank you dad, I love you. And I'll see you sooner than later." I say with a smile. 

"Love you too baby girl." My dad says. 

Turning to Chris I just smile, he heard the whole conversation. 

"Thanks for suggesting that I feel a little better, now show me the house you had pulled up before I want to see it." I said excitedly. He leaned over and kissed me again before turning back to his laptop.