Page 104 of More Than Words

“I think I’ll be alright. Chase wanted the bridesmaids there so we could officially meet each other.”

While we’d only officially told a handful of people, we also hadn’t denied the rumors going around at work. There was already speculation that I was pregnant.

“Have you given any thought to going to see your family?”

I sighed, turning to look out the window. To say my family was less than thrilled about my pregnancy would be an understatement. I’d told them after we’d gone to the ultrasound to confirm the heartbeat, and they had expressed their disappointment in our relationship status.

“I can’t. They’ll come around eventually, but I can’t handle their judgment right now. They don’t understand why we won’t get married.”

Adrian was quiet for a few minutes, softly running his thumb across my inner thigh. Neither of us had brought up the subject. I wasn’t sure I wanted to get married again, but Adrian would be the only person I’d want.

“We could go visit them at Thanksgiving.” I knew he’d wanted to spend the holiday with his family, but the fact he offered to go with me meant a lot.

“I’d much rather spend it with your family.”

“Let me know if you change your mind. I’ll go with you. You shouldn’t have to face that alone.”

“I know you would,” I answered, trying to hold back my tears. The hormones made me cry at the drop of a hat lately, and Adrian being sweet didn’t help that.

“No more tears, babe. You never have to wonder where you stand with me. I’m in this for the long haul.”

Except I wasn’t sure if he meant only with the baby, or with me. Neither of us had said those three little words. He showed me every day that he might feel the same way I’d come to feel about him. But I was terrified to say it first.

By the time we were pulling up to the hotel, my eyelids were drooping.

“Let’s get you to bed.”

Glancing at the clock, I noted it was only three o’clock and calculated I’d have at least two hours to sleep before we got ready. Hopefully, that was enough to keep me from looking like a zombie.

“Do you want to wait here while I check in, or…?

“Already have the room key loaded to my phone,” I answered, yawning.

“Let me get the bags then, since you’re ahead of the game.” Adrian’s teasing tone brought a smile to my face. “Since you’ll actually let me carry your bags now without busting my balls.”

“I rather like those,” I quipped. Adrian paused at my wink, his eyes widening as his gaze turned more predatory.

“Noted. Glad you still enjoy them even after they’ve done their job.”

Waiting until he opened my car door, I took his hand and followed as he led us into the hotel. He carried both our bags for the weekend effortlessly in his other hand.

When we reached the reception desk, he caged me in against the counter while he talked to the desk clerk. As his chest pressed into my back, I suddenly had visions of him fucking me against the shower wall.

When we entered the elevators, he kept glancing at me out of the corner of his eye, assessing me in a way he hadn’t done for weeks. “What has you blushing so hard over there?”

Which only made my blush deepen, my entire body suddenly feeling like it was on fire.

“Nothing.”

“Bullshit,” he laughed, letting go of my hand to pull me into his side. “You’re thinking something naughty over here, and I want to know what it is, so I can make it happen.”

His rough whisper had me panting, suddenly desperate to rip his clothes off.

“Somehow I don’t think you’re worried about laying down so much as you are getting laid.”

“Stop,” I whined, shuddering as his warm breath coasted across my neck. “I just threw up an hour ago. You can’t find that sexy.”

“Babe, you threw up because you’re carrying my baby. What’s sexier than that?” I could think of about a million things, but I wouldn’t tell him that. “I’ve been dying to touch you for weeks, but I didn’t want to pressure you because you’ve been so tired.”

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