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“I think you took what I said the wrong way,” he murmured.
“What are you talking about?”
“When I mentioned needing a place, I saw the look in your eyes.” He sighed. “It’s not like I don’t love the idea of coming home to you and my kid every night, but I didn’t want you to feel like I was pressuring you to live with me. If you need to be independent and have your own place, I don’t want to make you feel like I’m taking away your choices. I understand your need for control in your life right now.”
“Thank you,” I said, appreciating his thoughtfulness.
“Don’t thank me too much. In any other circumstances, I’d be telling you that you’re packing your shit and you and I are getting a place together because you’re my fucking woman.”
My heart thumped, and wetness pooled between my legs. Any other man that said that, I would’ve shot in the balls, but coming from Nico it was different.
“Am I?”
“What?”
“Your woman,” I whispered.
His dark eyes burned into mine. “You have been since the night I took your virginity; I was just too scared and stupid to see it.”
“But I’ve been with other—”
His hand stopped my words as he pressed it against my lips. “Please don’t mention other men when I’m between your legs. You understand?”
My eyes widened at the feel of his hard length as he pressed it to my heated core, and I nodded.
“Good. This is what I propose.”
My heart stuttered at the word “propose.”
“We’ll each get our own places. For the rest of the pregnancy, we date—yeah, I know it sounds corny. No pressure, no expectations other than really getting to know each other. Then if we decide this is something we want long-term, we let one of our places go and move in together. Yeah?” He waited as I digested what he said.
“Okay,” I finally agreed.
A beautiful grin lit up his face, but then it dimmed. “There’s one more thing.”
“Why don’t I like the sound of that?” I warily asked.
“I think I have a way for me to be able to touch you,” he whispered with a furrowed brow.
“Then why don’t you look happy or excited?”
“Because it’s an odd solution, or fix, or whatever you want to call it,” he said, then closed his eyes for a moment before staring deep into mine. “I’m not sure if I believe it will work, but I want to look into it more once we decide where this relationship is going.”
“You’re being extremely cryptic,” I said with a wary squint. Despite my concerned curiosity, I trailed my fingertips over his face, as if memorizing every inch.
“I don’t know whether to tell you now before we get more attached than we are and risk scaring you away or wait until I have you as addicted to me as I am you, first.”
Despite the gravity of the conversation, the corners of my lips lifted and I bit my lip coyly. “You’re addicted to me?”
“Baby, I already told you, if it was up to me and I didn’t care what you thought, I’d tell you we’re getting a place together because you’re my woman. Period.”
“Tell me how you really feel,” I breathlessly replied.
“I want to protect you, worship you, and support your every need. But I also want to consume you, devour you, brand you with my mark, andown you body and soul.”
Holy fucking shit.
“Was that honest enough for you? Because I don’t care about who came after me, you were mine first. Everything will be right with the world as long as no man touches what’s mine again.” He punctuated his declaration with a slow, sensual thrust of his jean-clad cock against my needy core. I whimpered as my hips rose of their own volition to grind against him.
