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Rafe squeezed her arse in one big hand. “I think you mean irresistible,” he said, then slapped her bottom just hard enough to make her gasp.

“That too,” she conceded quietly, slipping her arms around his waist and staring up at him with her beautiful green gaze. And not for the first time he realised he’d happily drown in those eyes, in their warmth and affection and—

Love?

Did Jane still love him?

There was one way to test the waters. He smiled and stroked her hair. “Will you marry me?” he whispered.

Jane looked taken aback by the change in conversational direction, or possibly just because he’d phrased it as a question that time instead of his usual demand.

I am trying, beautiful.

It took her a few seconds to answer him, which gave him hope that he hadn’t been wrong when he’d guessed she would say yes to him eventually.

As soon as he nailed the proposal.

And his hope did a double take when Jane didn’t outright refuse him as she had been doing but said instead, “Get on the bed.”

Chapter Eleven

“Good morning, beautiful,” Rafe murmured in Jane’s ear. Then slowly kissed a path down her neck and across her shoulder.

Jane groaned her disapproval at the sound of his alarm going off, then rolled over and glared up at him, her lips twisted in annoyance. “Good morning,” she grumbled. “Please make it stop.”

Rafe’s warm, sleep-roughened chuckle met her ears as the blaring from his old clock radio morphed into quiet easy listening music on whatever old-people station he had it tuned to.

“What happened to ‘I’m a baker’?”

“What happened was someone kept me up all night,” she grumbled, punching her pillow. “And I’m sleeping for two.”

Not that she’d minded staying up at the time. Jane had finally conceded to Rafe’s demands that she take his tongue for a ride, mostly because with her ever expanding weight and waistline she didn’t think she’d have many more opportunities to do so. Then after said tongue lashing he’d given her a full-body massage with lavender-infused body oil because he said he’d read a bunch of articles about pregnancy causing insomnia.

By the time he’d finished pampering her, she’d been so relaxed she hadn’t noticed it was one o’clock in the morning.

Rafe chuckled again and pushed his morning wood against her arse, the layers of their pyjamas between them doing nothing to lessen her body’s instant reaction to the contact. She squirmed, her pussy growing wet in eagerness for a cock she wasn’t getting anytime soon.

Stubborn tease of a bastard.

Her mood instantly improved when he traced the pad of his thumb over her bottom lip and asked, “Can I kiss your mouth yet?”

Sucking his thumb into her mouth and nipping him with her teeth, she replied, “Have you abandoned your silly plan to marry me yet?”

“Silly?” He scowled down at her. “I’ll show you silly, woman.” And the next thing she knew, his big body was pinning her down so she couldn’t move and his fingers were digging into her ribs, tickling her ruthlessly. “Who’s silly now, huh?” he said amid her laughter and cries for mercy.

“Okay, okay, I give. You win.”

Rafe eased up on the tickling and stroked his hands over her body instead. It always felt good when he touched her like that, as though he couldn’t get enough of her, needed more of her. As if she were his favourite toy and he couldn’t wait to play with her.

Her already horny hormones kicked it up a level.

“What do I win?” he asked, smiling down at her with that intensely wicked grin he reserved just for her.

She narrowed her eyes, cocked one brow and spoke with mock suspicion. “What do you want?”

Tugging down the front of her camisole, he latched his lips around her nipple and gave it a gentle suck—oh dear Lord, that feels amazing—and she suddenly realised why women were willing to put themselves through pregnancy over and over again. Every erogenous zone on her body had been dialled up to 1,000, and her brain turned to mush at even the slightest provocation.

Lips? Tongue? Big burly man-hands with long, thick, probing fingers that knew exactly what they were looking for and found it every damn time?Oh yeah.It was all good.

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