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He squeezed my hand, letting me know that he understood.
I was thankful for that.
Vince
It wasn’t my intentionto kiss Gigi like that. Especially not in front of our friends and family. After dinner, I got told quite a few times that it was about time Gigi and I were making things official. If they only knew.
We helped Jay clean up. Gigi went off to do the dishes and I followed. I wasn’t letting her out of my sight. Especially when she told me that she was ready for me again. Not that it mattered. I would have waited the rest of our lives to have her again.
Every so often, she would look my way. A small smile would splay on her beautiful face. Her cheeks would flush. Her eyes would darken. She would sigh and I would grin.
It made my cock motherfucking hard that I caused her to react that way without even trying.
“Thank you both for helping me,” Jay said, emptying the sink. “Dessert is in the fridge, but I don’t think anyone’s ready for it yet.”
Gigi paled. “I…” She swallowed, giving herself a shake.
“You good?” I asked her, the hackles on the back of my neck raising.
She nodded. “I haven’t been feeling well. Maybe it’s just stress from making sure this routine is perfect for the girls.” She shrugged, hanging the dish towel over the edge of the sink. “I’m fine.”
But I wasn’t reassured.
“Did you go to the doctor’s?” her mom asked, a deep frown settling between her brows.
“Who’s sick?” Angel asked, his deep voice booming from the dining room.
“No one.” Gigi huffed. “I’m fine.” She looked up at me. “I’m fine. I promise that I am.”
She could tell me over and over, but I still didn’t believe her. We hadn’t told anyone about the miscarriage. I wasn’t sure if her feeling ill had anything to do with that. They never taught us that part in sex-ed.
“You not feeling well, sweetheart?” Angel asked his oldest daughter.
“I haven’t been, no, but it’s probably just a bug.” She sighed heavily when no one budged. “Seriously.” She went to walk away when I caught her hand. Her eyes met mine. “I promise, I’m fine.”
I linked our fingers, holding her hand tightly in mine. I needed reassurance that shewasfine, but I needed to touch her, more. I looked forward to spending the night inside of her but if she wasn’t feeling well, just holding her would be good enough for me. Truth was, I just wanted her at my side. Constantly. I wanted her stuff in my home. I wanted to see her random hairs in the sink or shower. I wanted her scent on my pillowcase. I wantedher.
“Vince,” she whispered.
I gave her hand a gentle tug, pulling her closer.
She stepped toward me, her shoulder brushing my chest.
I let out a slow breath.
“Do you remember when we were like this?” Angel asked.
I looked up then.
Angel’s arms were crossed under his chest.
Jay laughed lightly.
“We’re still like this.” She kissed his cheek and left the kitchen but not before giving us a small smile.
“Thank you for dinner,” Gigi told her father. “We should go,” she told me.
My body stirred at what was to come. I only nodded because I knew if I had voiced my thoughts, Angel wouldn’t have let his daughter go anywhere with me.
