I suck at games. His mouth latches onto my neck as that warmth flows through me like molten lava.
“Are you sure it’s safe?” he asks, his hand moving across my abdomen. “I don’t want to do anything that might hurt you or the baby.”
I nod. “Doctor says the little peanut is healthy.”
Luca pulls back slightly, staring down at me, perplexed. “You are not naming our baby Peanut.”
Laughing, I lean up and kiss him. “Relax. It’s just until we pick a name, but I don’t want to know the sex.”
“Well, that’s going to make things extra complicated. Like, how are we going to buy baby clothes, and what about talking to the baby before it’s born?”
I roll my eyes. “Plenty of people have babies before they know the sex.”
“Yeah, well, I’m not plenty of people,” Luca says and kisses me.
I melt into his kiss. How easily I could give in to whatever he wants. “No, I suppose you’re not,” I whisper against his mouth.
I lift my hips while his fingers deftly undress me, and he pulls back long enough to remove his pants.
“What’s the big surprise?” I ask, staring up at him. “You are full of secrets.” I playfully glare, waiting for him to spill the news.
“Kyler invited us out to dinner to discuss me joining the NHL draft.”
My mouth drops and I’m so excited for Luca, so happy for him. “That’s fantastic news!”
He nods, beaming, his mouth back on my lips, his body teasing me, his hands roaming across my breast, cupping a nipple, teasing and moving his mouth over the peak. “This is better, though,” he whispers, licking, sucking my skin. “You’re getting huge! I mean your breasts are growing.”
I snort and shove his face farther down my body. “Jerk.”
“No, that was a compliment! I meant it as a compliment,” Luca says, kissing over my stomach as his lips move between my thighs, kissing my legs farther apart.
“Sure you did,” I snort. I’m not angry with him, just ignoring his statement. Of course, my body is getting bigger, I’m growing a tiny human inside of me!
“Your boobs are huge. They’re fantastic. My favorite new feature at the moment,” he says, grinning up at me. Luca is trying desperately to get out of trouble that he’s dug himself into.
Groaning, I laugh. “Oh, I bet they are.”
They do look pretty great, one of the benefits of being pregnant.
I relax against the mattress, his hands and lips caress my thighs. He’s beaming with excitement, and I feel every bit of that high along with him. “You’re going to play professional hockey?” I ask, just as his mouth falls on my lips below. “You said yes, right?”
I don’t want him putting his dreams on hold because of this baby or his father’s business.
Fuck.
Does he do that on purpose to make me speechless?
He mumbles something unintelligible as he licks and teases my folds, making me forget how to speak.
My eyes shut, my fingers tangling in the bedsheets and then in his hair, wanting desperately to touch him, as I tremble against his lips. I desire to be closer, tighter, his body nestled against mine. “Luca,” I moan as the first wave crashes over me, knowing this is only the beginning for tonight. We have a lifetime together, and already, I’m craving more.
Epilogue 1
Harper
The buzzer sounds, and Wren startles in my arms. I nurse her back to sleep, the headphones obnoxiously wide and poking into me, but I don’t care. Coming to one of Luca’s professional games to support him is a dream come true.
Zeke sits next to me on his Aunty Nova’s lap. We’re in the luxury skybox upstairs, with the Ice Dragons’ other family members and friends.
