The Fighter Pilot's Baby: A BWWM Military Pregnancy Romance
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Authors: BWWM Club,Tyra Small
Fighter Pilot's Baby
A high flying pregnancy romance story
A
complete story with no cliff hanger, brought to you by Tyra Small of
BWWM Club.
Bianca
up till now hasn't been very lucky in love.
So when
she meets and falls for Alex, a fighter pilot in the military, she
decides to take things slow and see how things develop.
That is
until she finds out her body is going into early menopause!
Now she
has a choice to make:
Either
try and get pregnant as soon as possible, or risk losing the ability
to have children all together.
Bianca
knows she wants to try for children, but is military man Alex the
right person for the job?
And if
so, will he even be ready for kids?
Find out
in this sexy new romance by Tyra Small of BWWM Club.
Suitable
for over 18s only due to sex scenes between a hot and ready pilot,
and a curvy African American beauty.
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Chapter 1
Bianca Mason cupped
her hand above her eyebrows, squinting. The sun was setting behind
the airfield where several hundred fighter pilots were disembarking
from a large C-17 in the distance. The glare made it hard to see and
Bianca was becoming impatient. Next to her, Bianca’s best
friend Andrea bounced in anticipation; her man was coming home.
Bianca rubbed her hands over her biceps, tiny goose bumps covering
her rich brown skin. The air was turning cool as the sun began to
dip, but it was still summer, late summer, and Bianca forgot to bring
a sweater.
Andrea continued to
bounce and despite her attempts to quash it, Bianca became annoyed.
Maybe she was jealous. She had no man to come home to her, so she
kept her mouth shut and was there for her friend. After what seemed
like forever, the men and women began to move closer, their faces
suddenly becoming visible in the setting sunlight. Andrea spotted her
husband and squealed, grabbing Bianca’s hand tightly to keep
from running towards him. The U.S. Air Force had strict rules to be
followed when soldiers were coming home and they weren’t to be
approached until they reached a certain point. Bianca fought the urge
to roll her eyes. She was becoming angry at herself for being so
aggravated with her friend, but being thirty and alone was starting
to grate on her.
Drowning out the
sobs of happiness from her friend, Bianca looked around at all of the
faces of the returning pilots. They were mostly men, between the ages
of nineteen and thirty, but she saw a few women in the bunch. Bianca
watched them proudly and realized she was being silly with her
jealousy.
“I’m so
happy for you that Jay is coming home,” She said to Andrea and
Andrea embraced her, taking care not to bump her large pregnant belly
against Bianca. Andrea was lucky enough to get pregnant when Jay was
home on leave for Thanksgiving.
Bianca fought
another surge of jealousy at Andrea’s predicament. Children and
a husband were what she had dreamed of since she was a girl and it
seemed everyone around her was living that dream except for her.
“And just in
time too,” Andrea replied, rubbing a hand over her large
stomach.
Bianca nodded in
answer. That was the truth. Andrea was days away from her due date
and the return of Jay’s squadron couldn’t have come at a
better time. Andrea returned her attention to her approaching husband
and Bianca resumed her people watching. The faces of the family and
friends surrounding her, waiting for their loved ones made her smile
and forget about herself and her pettiness for a bit. These people
missed and feared for their loved ones for a long time and they
deserved this moment, who was she to belittle it. As the men and
women moved even closer and Bianca scanned the crowd her face settled
on one man and she took a second look. His clear blue eyes bored into
hers as if he was looking directly at her. She felt her face flush
with foolishness. He was probably looking intently for his wife and
family and she was getting carried away. He moved closer with the
crowd and she found it hard to look away. He wasn’t gorgeous
but he was handsome. His rugged good looks were punctuated by his
unruly dirty blond hair that hung over his eye and she longed to push
it away. A scruff of a beard shadowed his jaw in the same color as
his hair and added to his aura of masculinity that made Bianca’s
heart begin to pound in her chest.
A voice from next to
her pulled her from her reverie and Bianca swiveled her head to
realize Andrea was talking to her.
“What?”
She asked absentmindedly, her thoughts still on the man she spotted
in the crowd.
“I said, Jay
is almost here,” Andrea squealed with excitement and pointed to
the crowd moving towards them. She was right. The men and woman were
fast approaching the rope that was set up to contain the crowd.
Andrea’s anticipation was palpable but all Bianca could focus
on was the man whose whereabouts she lost when she answered Andrea.
Bianca scanned the
area as the crowd of people began to scream and whoop with
excitement. He was gone. She lost him. It was probably for the best
anyway. There was likely a woman with children waiting for him on
this side of the ropes. Defeated, Bianca turned back to her friend,
gripping her hand in support as she bounced from one foot to the next
as her husband approached the rope.
“You better
settle down, you’ll bounce that baby right out,” Bianca
said with a laugh. She came here for Andrea and that’s what she
needed to focus on. When did she get so selfish?
“Ha-ha. I
wish. He’s due in three days, I’d be happy to deliver
today. Especially since Jay is finally home.” Andrea countered,
her eyes never leaving Jay’s.
Bianca sighed as the
crowd’s volume hit a crescendo. To have a love like Andrea and
Jay’s was all she ever hoped for. Maybe someday…
Suddenly the time
was upon them and in the middle of her reverie, the men and women
came through the ropes and collided with their families. Sobs and
tears sounded all around her as men lifted their wives and children,
mothers and siblings, from the ground and into their arms. Women fell
on their children with hungry gazes, drinking in the faces they
missed for eighteen months. It really was a touching moment and
despite her resolve, Bianca crumbled into a pile of tears. Next to
her, Jay lifted Andrea into his arms, their mouths joining in a
passionate kiss and Bianca couldn’t help the pang of longing
that ripped through her at missing out on her own great love. With
another sigh, she stepped back, giving the couple some privacy. She
slowly made her way to the fringes of the group, feeling awkward
without someone there to hold onto after a long absence. Bianca
turned, her eyes absently scanning the crowd for the man she locked
eyes with earlier. He was nowhere to be found and Bianca didn’t
fight the disappointment that engulfed her. It was time for her to
head to the car and give Andrea and Jay their moment to reunite; she
needed some time alone to deal with her warring emotions anyway.
Running a hand through her head of tight black curls she pivoted and
ran straight into someone’s rock solid chest.
****
Alex Johansen looked
down at the short woman with the chocolate colored skin who slammed
into him. It was the same woman he had seen when he was making his
way to the ropes several moments ago. His heart slammed in his chest
as she met his eyes with her rich brown ones. She was beautiful in a
wholesome and comfortable way. Her hair was wild around her tiny
heart shaped face and her full lips made his dick twitch with
anticipation of meeting them with his own. He was being silly; he had
to remind himself that he was not the person she was here to see.
Being deprived of a woman for a year and half was getting to him.
“I’m
sorry,” She muttered, pushing away from him with embarrassment.
“It’s
okay, I’m the one not paying attention to where I’m
going,” Alex said, reluctant to let her go.
She brushed her
hands over her thick mop of curls nervously and took a step back. She
was so short she had to tilt her head all the way up to look him in
the eye. Alex tried to keep his gaze from traveling to the dip in her
tank top that gave way to an abundance of cleavage, and focused on
her face. Either view was pleasant, but after being deployed for
eighteen months he couldn’t keep his eyes from traveling down.
“If you’ll
excuse me,” She mumbled, brushing past him and heading toward
the parking lot.
“Aren’t
you waiting for someone?” Alex asked, following behind her
slowly. His gaze traveled down her petite and obviously curvy body
and stopped on her ass. Her cleavage was not the only area that he
couldn’t keep his eyes off of.
The woman shook her
head quickly, a look of sadness passing across her face. “I was
here supporting a friend while she waited for her husband.” Her
voice was small like she felt self-conscious about that.
Alex’s brows
arched in surprise; maybe it was his lucky day after all. “Well
isn’t that a coincidence. I had no one here to meet me so why
don’t we walk together.” He fell into step beside her and
noticed her demeanor changed after his revelation.
“Who are you
here for?” Alex asked after several moments of silence.
She turned toward
him and leveled those deep brown eyes at him. Alex’s libido
kicked into high gear and he reminded himself he had just met this
woman.
“My friend
Andrea’s husband, Jay Romero, just came home.” She said
an air of confidence in the way she walked and talked as she found
her voice and spoke up. A few moments earlier she had appeared timid
and sad but that seemed to have vanished.
Alex smiled, he
liked a woman who was sure of herself, “I know Jay, and he’s
good people. Did his wife have that baby yet? That’s all he’s
talked about.”
The woman laughed,
and Alex’s smile widened. She had a beautiful laugh.
“Not yet but
any day, or minute, now.” She said chuckling to herself. Alex
could see she cared for her friend a great deal.
“I’m
sorry, I seem to have forgotten my manners and Air Force training;
I’m Alex Johansen,” He said, extending his hand for her
to shake.
The woman looked
down at his outstretched hand and took it in her own smaller one,
shaking it with a grip his commander would be proud of. “I’m
Bianca Mason.” She offered; a glint of something in her eyes
that he didn’t quite catch before it was gone.
“It’s a
pleasure to meet you, Bianca. What do you do for a living?”
Alex was quite enjoying her company and was disappointed when they
had approached the parking lot and she stopped beside a white Nissan
Maxima.
Bianca angled her
head toward the car to indicate it was hers, “I’m a
teacher’s assistant. I went back to school a few years ago for
my teaching degree and I’m almost finished.”