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“Yeah?”
I smile and kiss his lips. “Definitely. If I hadn’t already been in love with you, I sure as hell would have been after that. But even before it, I was going to tell you I’m right there with you. All this time, I didn’t allow myself to go there. For one, we’ve both been through it with our exes, and we have so much at stake with this situation. I was afraid to put my heart on the line again because if I fell for you and you didn’t love me back...”
He presses his lips softly to mine. He gets it. He gets me.
“Last night when I slept in your bed with you wrapped around me, it was as if everything clicked into place, and all the things I had been so afraid of, all the bullshit, no longer mattered. I felt your heart beating against my back, the same rhythm and tempo as mine, and I just knew. I knew we were Surprise Baby for the Billionaire Doctor, complete with our own HEA in the making.”
He laughs, relief dancing across his features, lighting his eyes, softening his brow, and bringing the most breathtaking smile to his face. “I was prepared to throw you into the deep end with me and force you to swim.”
“Huh?” I laugh the word.
“I was going to pull out all the stops. Sweep you off your feet. Do whatever it took to make you fall as hopelessly, endlessly in love with me as I am with you.”
“Damn. That sounds pretty good. Maybe I shouldn’t have put all my cards on the table so quickly. Maybe I should have played this out to see all I could have gotten from you.”
He pinches my side, making me yelp and giggle. “Brat.”
My fingers trail up the back of his neck and into his thick hair. “No wooing needed, Bennett. I’m already yours. It is rather undeniably convenient that not only do we both want a baby, but that we fell for each other too. Almost like we’re meant to be.”
“We are meant to be. There’s no other explanation. I love you,” he whispers against my lips, his body pressed against mine as he steals a kiss.
“I love you too,” I say hungrily against him, tilting my head and deepening the exchange. “So much, Bennett.”
His tongue dives in, his hands all over me, ripping at my shirt, forcing it from my jeans so he can reach beneath it. “God, Katy. You’re mine. You’re finally mine. Both of you.” His fingers caress my lower belly, and that’s it. His love is a match, but his devotion is what sets me on fire. It has me tearing at his shirt, jerking it up and over his head before hauling him back against me. My legs wrap around his waist, and his mouth consumes mine.
His searing groan ripples into me like an electrical current. There is no air I want to breathe that isn’t his. Any space between us is too much space. My shirt hits the floor, and we maul each other, our mouths moving fast and frenzied, our lips and teeth clashing. I rock against him, desperate for friction even as certain things start to hit my senses. The smell of overcooked cheese, the sizzle, hiss, and pop of liquid hitting the flame on the stove.
“Bennett—”
He cuts off my plea with another devastating kiss that scrambles my mind, making it impossible to focus or think about anything other than him. That is, until the fire alarm goes off, blaring an ear-splitting siren through the air at the same time his mother walks through the back door.
Bennett and I jump apart like two caught teenagers. I tumble off the counter, dropping to the floor in a heap, scrambling for my shirt, and throwing it back on. Bennett goes after the stove first, shutting off the burner before he does the same with the oven. A billow of acrid smoke plumes into the room, coating the ceiling and dulling the lights as he waves at it with an oven mitt.
“Mom, keep the door open,” Bennett commands, not seeming to care that he’s shirtless and that his jeans are unbuttoned. Finally, the alarm shuts off as the smoke filters out the door, swept away by the cool night air. He removes the enchiladas and sets the burnt remains on the stove beside the charred rice and beans.
“Well, this certainly wasn’t the greeting I was expecting,” Paula deadpans, a gleam in her eyes and a Cheshire grin on her lips.
I sigh.
And then I laugh. Because really?
Bennett snatches his shirt from the counter and puts it back on, then rebuttons his pants. “You know you had that on broil, right?” he says to me, his lips twitching indulgently.
“No, I had it on bake…” I trail off because that’s not the first time I’ve done that with his super fancy oven, and now that he mentions it, I don’t remember putting in the temperature. “Shit. I’m sorry. That’s not how this was supposed to go.”
“Well, I for one am very happy it is.” Paula crosses the kitchen, gives me a big hug, and then tugs on something at the back of my neck. “Katy dear, your shirt is on inside out. You might want to fix that before we go out for dinner. Unless you’d like me to leave so you can finish what you were doing when I arrived.”
Bennett makes a noise. “You’ll never let us live this down, will you?”
“Never.” She pats his face and kisses him on the same cheek. “Where would the fun in that be?”
She has a point.
“We should go out for dinner since that’s now unrecognizable,” I say, pointing to my ruined masterpiece. “Bennett and I can finish what we were doing later.”
He throws me a look, and I give him a wink that makes him laugh. Strong arms band around me and he kisses me again, right here in front of his mother. No tongue or frenzy this time. Just a seriously good kiss, and when he’s done, he turns to his mother and announces, “Katy and I are pregnant, and I love her like crazy.”
“Oh, Ben.” She brings a trembling hand up to her lips and stares at him with watery eyes. “Really?”
