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I keep my hips pressed into her while slowing down the kiss to a few pecks before rubbing my nose against hers, my arms bracketing her head, keeping me up while her legs are still wrapped around my waist, not wanting me to move.
Fat chance of that, I’m finally fucking home.
I peck her lips again before I rasp against them. "I hope you're not tired, Wildcat, because we've got five years to make up for."
I move my hips back before thrusting forward, making her gasp, and my limp dick hardens again before we start all over.
In bed,
In the shower and against the wall,
All fucking night long.
I'm finally fucking home and finally at peace.
Chapter 16
Meghan
I blink my eyes as the smell of pancakes flows through the room with the sound of my precious girl's giggles.
I furrow my brows before looking around the massive master bedroom as memories from last night return.
Noah.
I had sex with Noah. No, not just sex; we made love over and over like no time had passed.
I look around the room.
The wall behind the king-sized bed is dark blue, while the rest are white. There's a balcony to my right where the sun shines through.
I take a deep breath before sitting up. Last night shouldn't have happened. Lilah needs all of his attention right now.
Dammit, what did we do?
I take deep breaths, trying to control my racing heart. It's fine; we'll talk, and we'll both agree it won't happen again, so it's fine.
Lilah needs to come first, not our attraction for each other. Our love.
Fuck.
I get up and look around the room. My dress is nowhere to be found, but Noah's top that he wore last night sits on the chair, and I sigh, knowing he put it there on purpose. That man.
Shaking my head, I quickly put it on before leaving the room. I go down four steps before rounding the corner, following the light gray walls. A few closed doors align the walls before a pink one stands out. It's open, and I quickly take a peek, and I gasp.
It's a room fit for a princess, with Lilah's name spelled out in block letters on the light pink wall that showcases Disney princesses above a carriage bed. Damn, there go my ovaries. The room is full of toys and a white wardrobe with a mirror attached to the door. There’s a TV on the wall and her own doll house.
Jeez, how can I compete with this when we share a room at home?
My heart sinks. Will she still want to come home?
Swallowing hard; I leave the room, trying to regulate my breathing before following the sound of giggles. I go down the curved staircase, taking a left before heading to the open kitchen and dining room combo. Lilah is sitting at the breakfast bar eating heart-shaped pancakes while Noah is flipping some more next to the stove, shirtless, I might add. I don't make myself known; instead, I lean against the wall and watch the two most important people in my life.
"Daddy?"
Noah turns to look at her, happiness shining through his eyes. "Yeah, princess?"
"Will you and momma get married like Bell and the Beast?"
