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Her arm tightened around his waist, but she didn’t respond.
“Zary, do you want to have a baby?”
“I don’t know.”
Chapter 3
Ava and Razor
“I know she’s pregnant,” Ava whispered when Gunner walked away. “But it’s early for her to talk about it. I mean, I’m not even comfortable talking about it yet.”
“Outta my element here, Avarie,” Razor told her. How would he know when she would be?
“You aren’t really supposed to say anything until after the first trimester is over. You know, just in case.”
“Just in case of what?”
“A miscarriage.”
“Right,” he said, remembering now that his sister had told him the same thing when she was pregnant with her first little girl.
Razor pulled Ava over to the sofa and then onto his lap. “When can we talk about it?” he asked, putting his hand on her belly.
“Christmas.”
Whether anyone else knew didn’t matter to him; all Razor cared about was that his wife was happy, healthy, and safe. “I may have told someone I shouldn’t have,” he confessed. “Actually, that would be plural.”
“I know, Tabon. I was at Doc and Merrigan’s too, remember?”
He loved it when she called him by the name he’d hated most of his life. From her lips, it sounded as sweet as honey.
“Who have you told?” he asked.
“The same number of people you have. Maybe a couple more.”
“So, I’m not in trouble?”
Ava smiled and rested her head on his shoulder. “Do you think they’ll get married?”
“Yeah, I do. I know Gunner wants to marry Zary.”
Ava sat back and looked into his eyes. “Did he tell you that?”
Razor leaned forward and kissed her. “I don’t want to talk about Gunner and Zary anymore. I want to talk about you and me.”
“I loved our wedding,” she murmured.
Weddings weren’t exactly what Razor wanted to talk about. He’d rather talk about their wedding night.
“It all went so fast…”
“Do you regret getting married the way we did?” he asked, sliding his hand under her shirt and toying with her nipple. He loved how sensitive they were because of the pregnancy, and the little gasps of pleasure he could coax from her just by gently nibbling on them.
Ava took a deep breath and melted further into him. Her cheeks flushed pink, and her pretty eyes hooded.
“I need you, baby,” he said, lifting her in his arms and carrying her out Gunner’s front door and into his own.
Loving Ava was the best part of his life. He’d never imagined that he could be as happy as he was, or that he’d feel so complete. And the baby? His heart swelled every time he thought about his child growing inside his beloved wife.
