But I ignore the urge to lean across the table and kiss her senseless—or better yet, to drag her away from the table, find a quiet corner, and do much, much more than kissing.
Because she deserves this night.
Deserves to be treated like a princess, to be wooed and held and shown that she means something to me.
Not just an orgasm.
More.
Much more.
So much more that it still fucking scares me.
“Oh,” she asks, her cheeks going pink, “did you want more of that?” It’s a guilty question, paired with her fork scraping against the porcelain ramekin.
“No, baby. I had enough,” I tell her, even though I only had one bite.
It was delicious—every course was.
But watching her enjoy it, enjoy this entire meal far outranked any bit of food I consumed tonight.
“I see the baby liked the soufflé,” Nonna says, coming over and smiling broadly as she had every time Harper and I cleaned our plates.
“The baby—and I—loved everything.” Harper smiles. “Thank you.”
“Anytime you want me to cook for you and that baby, just stop by and Nonna will take care of you both.”
“That’s a dangerous offer,” Harp teases. “Especially given how delicious your soufflé is.”
Nonna just smiles and pats Harper’s shoulder. “I’m going to pack up some leftovers to take with you.”
“Oh, you don’t?—”
“Hush.” Another pat. “It won’t be soufflé because that doesn’t transport or store well, but I’ll set you up with some goodies.”
“Nonna,” she protests. “I don’t want you to trouble yourself.”
“I’m not troubled.” She touches one finger to Harper’s cheek. “Plus, I have the feeling that baby of yours is going to come in regularly and often for more of my food.” A wink. “I love babies.”
Then she’s bustling away.
“I don’t know what to do with that,” Harper murmurs.
“Aside from accept the offering of delicious food…er, kindness?”
I grin and she grins back.
“Good point.” She pats her belly and sits back. “Kindness definitely fills me up.”
“Good.”
“Thank you for tonight,” she says softly.
“It was my pleasure.”
Her cheeks go pink and my dick twitches. Then her expression goes serious. “Are you okay?”
“I’m great.” Tonight has been one of the best nights of my life. “With this food and your company how couldn’t I be?”
