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I snickered. “Your mother is going to go ballistic.”
She nodded. “And Cecilia’s going to practically have a stroke.”
“You know we won’t have to buy this child a single thing between the two of them, right?”
She looked up at me. “Yeah, and you better not fight it, either.”
I kissed her forehead. “Noted.”
“Good.”
“It’s kind of nice, having this little secret to ourselves for a while.”
She pulled my hands over her stomach and I kissed the shell of her ear.
“I mean, minus Mike and Ally.”
She snickered. “Yeah. They don’t count.”
I laughed. “All right. Fine. They don’t count. You want to talk about how and when you want to tell everyone else?”
She shrugged. “Let’s at least keep it to ourselves for the weekend. You know, really keep it ours. We can have them over for dinner sometime this first week once we’re settled and we can tell them then.”
“Sounds like a plan to me.”
“I knew you’d see things my way.”
“Oh, you come here, you cheeky little thing.”
I tilted her head back and captured her lips. I kissed her, over and over, as she slowly turned herself around in the tub. She straddled my hips and my cock throbbed with a need to be inside her. She cupped my cheeks, pressing her luscious lips against my own. And when our tongues connected, nothing else mattered.
Nothing else ever mattered when Rae was around.
My forehead fell against hers. “So I take it you like everything?”
She scoffed. “Like it? I love it, Clint. Every single bit of it.”
I smiled. “Well, that’s good. Because I was thinking.”
“About…?”
“We can’t technically use the kitchen yet.”
She blinked. “What?”
“Nope. Completely unusable.”
She paused. “Why? What didn’t you get done?”
“Oh, no no. Don’t get me wrong. The kitchen is completely finished. It just hasn’t been christened yet.”
She furrowed her brow. “How the hell do you christen a kitchen, you dork?”
My gaze met hers. “Do you really want to know?”
I slid my hands up her thighs, feeling her tremble against me. Her breasts, seated tightly against my chest, puckered as my hands continued their adventure. I gripped her hips, dancing my fingers along the dip of her waist. I watched her cheeks tint that beautiful red color as I cupped the back of her head, fisting her hair to hold her there. I hovered my lips over hers as my dick toyed with her entrance. And as she gasped, I felt her nod.
“I do. I want to know, Clint.”
