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“Are you trying to tempt me with balcony sex, baby?”
“We already had balcony sex.” I giggle, the memory working its way through me, causing my sex to tingle and tempt me to do it again. “Plus it’s light out. We did it in the dark last time. You don’t want anybody seeing me, do you?”
I mean it as a joke, but perhaps my burden is making my voice low and bitter because he darts across the balcony like a rushing beast and presses me against the railing. He braces my back, crushing his lips against me, trapping me between the penthouse’s drop and his body.
Yet I feel safe when I should feel like I’m on the verge of falling.
I know he’ll catch me. Always.
“I’d kill anybody if they looked at you like that,” he growls. “You know that.”
I reach up and stroke my hand along his face, dragging my fingers up through his iron hair. All this time, all this waiting, and it’s so much better than I ever could’ve dreamed it.
“What’re you thinking about, Mols?” he says. “What’s going on inside that beautiful heads of yours? And don’t say nothing. You’ve been moping for a day now.”
I haven’t been moping. I’ve been vainly trying to work up the nerve to tell him something.
“I’m thinking about how badly we said we wanted children,” I murmur. “And I’m thinking about how well things are going between us right now, and I don’t know if any change will ruin that in some way. These three weeks since all that craziness, Murphy, they’ve been like heaven to me. I don’t want them to end.”
His lips are twitching, his eyes sparkling as he gazes at me, into me, as our worlds collide and become one and all the love in the world flows between us. I feel my engagement ring tingling on my finger, as though adding to the sparks flaring between us.
“Tell me,” he whispers. “Whatever it is, I want to hear it.”
Whatever it is, he says, as though he thinks I can’t tell.
He knows.
He’s seen it in my face and now he’s waiting for me to work up the courage. I love him for that, how he’s waiting for me to tell him myself rather than taking that star-bright moment from me.
I bite my lip when I try to speak the words, an automatic reaction to trying to share this truth.
He cradles my face and holds himself close, our noses touching, utterly consumed with each other. The whole city could fall into an abyss and we’d stay here, floating, gazing at each other in the rising morning sunlight.
I feel trapped in his gaze, a paralysis of passion, and then the moment passes and he brushes the hair from my face.
“Tell me.”
I swallow a big ball of emotion knowing this is a moment we’ll discuss many times over the years to come, over and over as our children grow older.
“I’m pregnant,” I tell him. “We’re pregnant. I did four tests, all with different brands. It’s one hundred percent.”
“Really?”
He smiles broadly, his whole face lighting up, his eyes shining with nothing but pure joy. I’ve never seen him like this before, bursting with so much optimistic energy, like he could glow with our love.
“Yes, we’re going to have a baby.”
“Really?” he says again, his voice getting even louder, brimming with happiness.
“Yes,” I cry, and then he’s yelling.
He whisks me off my feet and spins me around on the balcony, our bathrobes fluttering around us as we try to find each other’s lips in the mayhem of his movements. I giggle and place my head against his chest, hugging him close, and then he finally puts me down.
I stumble, laughing, and then his hands are on my shoulders.
He shoves me up against his rock hard body, his powerful torso pressed firmly against me.
“I’m dizzy.” I laugh in delight, staring up at him. “I take it that means you’re happy?”
“Yes,” he grins. “I can’t believe this. It’s so perfect. It’s so… I’m just so happy. This is it, Mols, the moment we’ll look back on in the years to come. And we’ll say to ourselves, It all started there, our family, our future.”
I nod, his words flurrying through me.
“But no,” he mutters a moment later. “We started the moment you became my driver and I laid eyes on you. Our destinies were set in stone then… goddamn, listen to me. Destiny.”
“I thought hormones were supposed to make me all fuzzy, huh?” I giggle and jab him playfully. “But you’re the one getting all giddy.”
“Damn right,” he snarls, sliding his hand down my hips toward my ass. “But don’t think being pregnant is getting you out of taking this dick hard. Now get that fine curvy ass inside. I need to see those cheeks bounce for me.”
A thrill moves through me, tickling up between my legs and then surging around my hole.
