Page 179 of Unruly

Catherine shook her head. “Nope. It’s a boy.”

“You only say that because Cece thinks it’s a boy. And she only thinks it’s a boy because she wants a brother.”

“You keep thinking that, Cross.”

“I will.” He eyed her with a grin. “Two is still your limit?”

“Don’t even,” she warned.

Well, he would never know if he didn’t try.

“I was thinking a half of a football team, you know.”

“You know I could cut your balls off before you even knew what happened while you’re sleeping, right?”

Instinctively, Cross moved his hand from his wife’s stomach to cover his junk. It didn’t matter that he was wearing jeans. “Don’t you even think like that, Catherine.”

“Call it a fair warning.”

“So that’s a no on more kids, then?”

Catherine snorted. “That’s a no. Cece is like five kids in one.”

“She’s just like me, that’s all.”

“Exactly,” his wife said with a roll of her pretty green eyes. “And if this one is a boy, God help us all.”

Finally feeling slightly safer about uncovering his cock and balls, he reached out to snag his wife by her wrists. Tugging her gently, he pulled her into the couch, and on to him. She stretched out like a happy little kitten over top of him.

Leaning up, Catherine watched him through her thick lashes. Cross kissed his wife three times in quick succession on her pretty mouth.

“Life is finally going to slow down,” she said.

“Kind of scary, isn’t it?”

Catherine lifted her shoulders as if to say, I don’t know.

“At least we won’t be bored to tears.” He kept one of his hands roving over his wife’s stomach, and his other drifted through her hair. “Life makes sure of that.”

“Can’t be bored with you, anyway.”

“Oh?”

“Nope.”

“You give me too much credit, Catty.”

“Never, wild boy.”

Cross grinned.

Thankfully, life hadn’t changed them that much.

“Always, my sly girl.”

“Cross!”

Catherine’s shriek carried out of the master bathroom. Cross had been beyond exhausted when he fell asleep the night before. She wasn’t sure if he even heard her.