Too Far 02 - Never Too Far

going to feel like a princess in my room. “Well, thank you for all of it. I wasn’t expecting anything more than a mattress. I wasn’t prepared to be spoiled.”
    Rush leaned forward and pressed a kiss beside my ear. “That’s not even close to spoiling you. But I intend to show you exactly what spoiling is.”
    I shivered and squeezed the door handle. I wasn’t going to let him buy me anything else. I had to stop this but the kisses around my ear made it hard to focus.
    “Let’s go see how it looks,” he said as he leaned back.
    Space. Had to get some space. I was ready to jump on him right now. Not a good thing. Control. The pregnancy hormones wanted to take over.
    Rush was running around the front of the Rover when I opened my door and started to get out. He was in front of me taking my hands and helping me down like I was helpless before I could make a move to get down on my own.
    “I can get out myself you know,” I told him.
    He smirked. “Yeah but what’s the fun in that?”
    Laughing, I pushed past him and made my way toward Bethy who was watching us like we were one of her favorite television dramas.
    “Looks like the Pottery Barn decided to unload their latest shipment in your bedroom,” Bethy said, grinning like a kid in a candy store. “Can I sleep with you in that big ass bed tonight? The mattress is unbelievable!”
    “No. She needs her rest. No bed buddies,” Rush said, walking up behind me and wrapping a protective arm around my waist.
    Bethy’s eyes dropped to my waist and then back up at Rush. “You know,” she said, looking very pleased.
    “Yes I do,” he replied. He tensed up behind me.
    I felt horrible. One more person that I had told about my pregnancy before I told him. He had every right to be hurt. I was a liar. Would he figure this out and leave me now?
    “Good,” Bethy said and stepped out of the way so we could walk inside.
    “Why don’t you go make sure they’re putting everything where you want it,” Rush said to me when we got inside.
    “Good idea.” I left him there to go check on the furniture. If he was mad at me he would have time to cool off.
    The delivery guys were doing a good job with placement so I didn’t bother them. I was happy with where they were putting things. Walking back to the living room I heard Bethy whispering and I stopped.
    “She’s better. She’s been sick a good bit but the past two mornings she’s hasn’t thrown up.”
    “You call me the second she even looks like she might get sick.” Rush even managed to make his whisper sound like a demand.
    “Yeah, I’ll call you. I wasn’t for the whole ‘don’t tell Rush’ idea. You did this to her. You need to be there for her.”
    “I’m not going anywhere,” he replied.
    “You better not.”
    Rush chuckled, “If she won’t live with me then at least she has you protecting her.”
    “Damn straight. Don’t think I won’t help her disappear if you fuck this up again. You hurt her and she’ll leave.”
    “I’ll never hurt her again.”
    My chest ached. I wanted to believe him. I wanted to trust him. This was our baby. There was so much that was hard to forgive but I needed to learn how. I did love him. I was sure I always would.
    I walked into the room and smiled. “They’re putting things right where I want them.”
    Rush reached over and pulled me into his arms. He was doing that a lot lately. He didn’t say anything. He just held me. Bethy left the room and I wrapped my arms around him and we stood there like that for a long time. It was the first time I didn’t feel alone in a very long time.

    Rush hadn’t asked to stay the night. I was kind of surprised. He hadn’t even done anything other than kiss me before he left. That hadn’t done much to cool off my dreams. I woke up once again right before an orgasm, very frustrated. I threw back my covers and sat up. I had lunch shift again today.
    I’d called Woods last night and apologized about running out on him but he understood and asked me if things were okay. Rush had stood there listening to everything I said so I’d been in a hurry to get off the phone. I would get Woods alone today and talk to him. He was being very understanding.
    He did have me in the dining room the rest of the week. The only day he had me on the course was Saturday because of the tournament. Everyone would be expected to work outside.
    When I finally made my way to the kitchen I was greeted with a box of donuts. A small note