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I managed to rotate my neck so we were face-to-face and smiled at her. “I love you, too, kitten.”
“Although, I have a feeling you are going to be overly jealous, possessive, demanding, and bossy,” Bianca sighed dramatically.
“You’d be right,” I grunted. “You are my obsession, kitten. You have been since the moment we met. Some might say to an unhealthy degree,” I finished dryly, then I shrugged. “But I don’t give a fuck. You’re mine. Mine to own, mine to fuck, mine to breed, and mine to love more than any one person has ever loved another. It might be a lot for you to take in at first, but you’ll get used to it.”
Bianca snorted and rolled her eyes. “I think you’ve forgotten who my father is.”
“You have a point,” I agreed with a lopsided smile. “I’m pretty sure he managed to keep your mom knocked up for the better part of a dozen years. Sounds like a reasonable goal.”
“Reasonable?” Bianca squeaked. “You want nine kids?”
I grinned. “Reasonable goal to beat, kitten.”
“You’re insane if you think I’m popping out ten kids, Aiden!”
“Maybe.” I swiftly rolled us over and filled her with my cock. “But you love me.”
“I do,” she moaned as I moved her up and down my shaft.
“Show me how much, kitten,” I grunted. “Let out that wildcat I know is in there and ride me hard, baby.”
Epilogue
Bianca
I let out a happy sigh as I neared the end of my current project. Translating romance novels was a dream job. I got to help savvy women reach new markets while working from home around my children’s schedule. With Jaelynn and Foster only fourteen months apart and another already on the way who will only be a year and a half younger than his big brother, I didn’t have a lot of free time during the day when Aiden was in the office.
Not that he spent nearly as much time at his firm as he did before we got married. Even my dad had begrudgingly admitted that he appreciated how Aiden had shifted much of his responsibilities to two other lawyers he’d promoted to named partnerships. Of course, my dad had done it while giving my husband crap about having to deal with one of them on a tricky intellectual property case. Although they both still liked to push each other’s buttons, my dad preferred Aiden to handle his business whenever possible, and he wasn’t afraid to pull the father-in-law card to make it happen.
Another perk of my career was that I often got to read books before they were released because several of my authors liked to release their foreign language translations at the same time as the English version. My sisters and cousins were jealous that I had early access to great books, but from time to time, one of the authors I’d grown close to let me host a little—or not so little considering how many of us there were—book club the week before release when they sent out advance copies to readers.
Laughing softly to myself, I focused on the screen in front of me once again. I quickly lost myself to my work, my lips forming the words as I typed them. “Je t'aime, mon amour.”
“You better be mumbling to yourself about one of your translations,” Aiden muttered as he strolled into my office.
I swiveled in my chair so he could see my eye roll. “As if I would ever call someone else my love when you have my whole heart.”
“Damn straight.” His dark eyes swept down the length of my body, his lips curving into a smirk of pure male satisfaction as his gaze lingered on my rounded belly. “Just like you have mine.”
I loved how open Aiden was with his feelings for me. He never failed to tell me that he loved me each and every day. Even better, he showed it in a million different ways, big and small. Including handling everything around the house when I had a looming deadline.
“How hard did Foster fight nap time?” I asked, knowing our fourteen-month-old never went down easily. We had already transitioned him to one nap a day, hoping it would help, but my baby boy was a little bundle of energy who didn’t want to miss anything now that he was toddling around everywhere.
Aiden heaved a deep sigh, shaking his head as he prowled toward me. “It took him an extra forty-five minutes to go down.”
“Darn.” I puffed out my bottom lip in an exaggerated pout. “That means Jaelynn will probably be up soon.”
He tapped the button for the nursery speaker on my desk. “Five minutes or five hours, I’ll always take whatever alone time I can get with you.”
I swiveled around again so I could save my progress. The file was due back to my client this evening, but I was close to being done. Which was a good thing since I could never resist my gorgeous husband. Especially when I was pregnant and my hormones were in overdrive.
