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“Really?” Her eyes flicked between mine. “What did you tell him?”
“I told him I had a girl back home and a son.” Her eyes filled with tears, and I continued. “Also asked him to come visit. You okay with that?”
She cleared her throat and nodded. “Yeah.”
“Good.” I dropped her hand and made my way around the counter, spun her stool and stood between her thighs. “We done talking?”
She bit the corner of her lip, and I knew we weren’t. “Did you like being back?”
“In Philly?” I asked. “Or back in the game?”
“Both,” she acknowledged, and I knew that was her real fear.
“Thought about that over the past few months. Had a lot of time to do nothin’ but think while I was staking out places.” I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her against me, needing to feel her body against mine. Lifting her arms one at a time, I wrapped them around my neck and then leaned down so my lips hovered above hers. “The high I used to get from stealin’ cars was nothing compared to the high I get from being with you. Although, I have to admit I do miss those cars. There’s not much better than driving a car worth over a hundred K.” I skimmed my lips across hers. “Except maybe watching your face when I make you come.” I trailed my lips across her jaw and to her ear. “Or feeling you tighten around me right before you come.”
She ran her hands over my chest. “Which one is it?”
I licked and bit my way back to her lips and smiled. “Callin’ it a tie.”
She pressed her lips against mine, and I kissed her slowly. My adrenaline was pushing me to go faster, to push her against the wall and get inside her. Three months without Becs was too fucking long. Hell, a day without her was too fucking long. I wanted to get back to where we were right before I got the call that changed everything, but I also wanted to savor every minute so I’d take my time until my control snapped.
I trailed my fingertips over her bare arms, and my cock hardened when I remembered how little she had on when I’d crawled into bed beside her. She’d pulled on pajama pants before she came down this morning, and I’d put on a T-shirt so we could actually talk, but more than anything, I wanted to be back in that bed where I could show her what she meant to me.
She moaned against my lips when my thumbs brushed over her nipples and dropped her hands to the front of my sweatpants. Fuck, I could already feel her hands wrapped around me, and just the thought had me harder than stone.
“Mmmma.”
Pulling back slightly, I looked at the monitor with wide eyes and heard it again. “Mmmma.”
My eyebrows pulled together, and I dropped my head so I could see her eyes. “He’s talking?”
She smiled softly. “Just started. It’s mostly sounds and babbling, but he’s trying to say mom, I think.”
“I missed it,” I said, and the weight of all I missed in three months hit me hard. Three months in a baby’s life is a lot, and I wasn’t there for any of it. I wondered if he’d even remember me after all this time.
“You’re here now,” she reminded me and pushed to her tiptoes to kiss my lips softly. “Just so you know, I meant the last part too.”
She loved me. She was telling me without saying the words the same way I had.
I squeezed her hips. “You’re mine when he goes down for a nap.”
She kissed me one last time and pulled away when she heard Wyatt through the monitor again. She was heading for the stairs when she looked over her shoulder and winked. “We’ll see.”
Challenge accepted.
Chapter 31
Becs
I walked up the stairs with Race right behind me and felt something I hadn’t felt in a long time. Maybe since my mom died. I couldn’t remember, but it felt a lot like contentment. I shouldn’t trust him after three months, but I did. I also knew what it was like to want to take care of your family. I couldn’t honestly say I wouldn’t have done what he did so I decided I was going to let it go. I was going to trust him and see where this took us. I didn’t feel like I had a choice anyway because I knew I couldn’t let him go.
After he lifted a smiling Wyatt from his crib, we went back downstairs, and I instructed Race to put him in his high chair. This was new to him too. When he left, Wyatt was still only taking a bottle, and now he was sitting in the high chair and eating soft foods. Race took on the job of feeding him, and I’d forgotten how much I missed watching him with Wyatt until I saw it again.
He’d just lifted him from the high chair when Bear walked in. He looked at the three of us and grinned. “Welcome back, brother.”
“You knew he was back last night, didn’t you?” I crossed my arms over my chest and raised an eyebrow. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Needed to have church first.” He gestured toward Race. “Besides, figured he’d want to tell you.”
