Page 39 of Our First Christmas


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I run my fingers through his long hair, holding him in place so I can lick and nip at his mouth till he grunts and gives me the kiss I need.

Tender and slow, he savors my mouth, pressing every inch of his body to mine. I’m overcome with emotions—his—mine.

My breath hitches on a sob. It hits out of nowhere, and unwelcome tears fall.

“Kitten.” My big protective man holds me, cupping the back of my head as I hide in his neck.

What the hell is wrong with me?There’s no reason to cry. We’re on vacation, having a great time.

“I’m staying with you today. Frankie can rest, and you and me will take care of the kids. I need you close.” He kisses my hair. “Not leaving,” he whispers as if he needs to reassure me. He doesn’t. He’s never let me down. He’s always what I need. Most of the time, he knows it before I do.

“I’d like that.” I sniffle and hug his neck tighter in case he’s thinking I’m ready to be set down. I’m not.

He doesn’t ask me why I’m crying. He doesn’t need to. I’ve been out of sorts. He probably suspects. I’m surprised he hasn’t handed me a pregnancy test by now. Maybe, like me, he’s waiting on me to find out. Or maybe he’s not ready to be disappointed again.

Drying my tears with his shirt, he pats my butt. “Come eat. I’ll make you some tea.”

“Hold me a minute more.”

“Yeah,” he sighs into my neck. “As long as you need.”

* * *

GABRIEL

Pressing my lips to my Angel’s forehead, I linger, not wanting to leave without her. She’s tired as fuck, and I need to expel some energy. We’re not on the same page. If I stay, I’ll rut on her like it’s mating season. And that is likely what has her in this tired state.

“Go, Big Man. I’ll be fine. Have fun with the guys.” She presses my chest like she can move me, persuade me she’s fine. She can’t, ’cause I’m unsure, hesitant to leave her.

“You promise you’re okay? It’s nothing more?” She wasn’t this tired after having Maddox.

Her silken hair tickles my hand on her lower back as she tips her chin, granting me her silvery gaze. “I’m sure. I’ll rest today, eat healthy, and be a new person when you get back tonight.”

“I don’t need a new person. I just need you, Angel.” I kiss her nose and step back. “Promise.”

Her smile is indulgent. “I promise. Now go.” She swishes me away with her hand. “Love you. Be careful.”

I stop mid-step and turn. “Love you.” I capture the back of her neck and pull her to me, kissing her soundly. “More than life.” Landry honks behind me. I flip him off. He can fucking wait. “If you need me, I’m here.”

“I know. Now go before I make you nap with me.”

I groan at the thought. “If Inapwith you, the last thing we’ll be doing is sleeping.” I hover and press my mouth to hers one more time. “Rest, Angel.”

I hurry down the steps before I can change my mind and decide to stay. Fucking Rowdy. He gets to stay. Why can’t I?

Because you’re horny as fuck and need to exercise.

“Who’s hitting black diamond with me today?” I slam the door and buckle up.

* * *

It takes five runs before I’m feeling more like my calm, in control self. Taylor stuck with me for the first run, then opted to hang back with Landry for the rest of the morning. Mom and Cap are off doing their own thing. They said wemightsee them for lunch. I’m not holding my breath. We’re all cut from the same cloth. We don’t mind socializing, but when it comes to spending time with our women, we prefer to keep it to a party of two, especially when alone time has been cut short with all the kids we’ve been having.

The ache in my chest is back. I’ve a niggling feeling there’s more going on than Frankie being tired. Maybe she’s anemic. I make a note to buy some steaks and a home iron deficiency test.

Or I could ditch afternoon skiing, get a ride to the closest market and get home earlier. I’m starving, though. Food first, then decide what to do the rest of the day.

CHAPTER7

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