Page 114 of Come Fly with Me

“Yeah?” she asks, her hand on my cheek.

“Yes,” I confirm, smiling at her. “And I love the way you did it too. How much did doing that freak you out?”

Taylor groans, her head falling to my shoulder. “So much,” she mumbles. “I’ve never been more nervous in my life.”

Chuckling, I press a kiss to her cheek. “But you knew I’d love it, didn’t you?”

“Yeah,” she replies, lifting her head.

Smiling, I lean in, my lips brushing against hers. “I love you,” I whisper against her mouth. “And I love the way you told me I’m gonna be a dad. I love that we’re having a baby together.”

“It’s going to change everything,” Taylor says, her gaze locked with mine.

“I know. I’m counting on it.”

She blows out a breath. “I’ll have to stop flying.”

I kiss her again, her lips, her cheek, her temple. “I know,” I whisper. “But I’ve had five hours to come up with a plan for that.”

“Oh, what is it?”

Grinning, I give her another quick kiss before taking her hand in mine. “Come on, let’s go to our hotel. We can talk there,” I tell her, leading her out of the cockpit. “After we’ve gotten naked,” I add with a wink.

An hour later, we are in a taxi and on the way to our hotel. Which isn’t the crew hotel, but somewhere else. Somewhere I recognize as soon as the car pulls up in front.

“Back to the scene of the crime, huh?” I tease, remembering this place even though it’s been a few years since we’ve been here.

Taylor smiles, squeezing my hand. “Well, it’s been a few years. Figured we were overdue.”

“Definitely,” I whisper, leaning over to kiss her before we get out of the taxi.

After we check in, I see Taylor has got us a suite, like the very first time we stayed here, and I can’t stop the grin as we ride the elevator up to our room. “This might have been the most expensive hook up ever,” I tease, pulling her close as the elevator slowly makes its way to the fifteenth floor.

Taylor laughs. “I hate to think what the check-in girl thought that night.”

“What? That one of us was paying for it?” I ask with a laugh.

“Hmmm,” she replies, brow arched. “At least now it doesn’t hit the wallet as hard as it used to.”

“Thanks to you,” I murmur, pulling her close as I brush my lips against hers.

“And you.”

“Nope,” I say, shaking my head. “You are what changed things, Taylor. You and your fierce determination. It’s one of the things I love about you.”

She smiles, her arms wrapping around my waist. “Well, I couldn’t have done it without you.”

“You’re never gonna need to do anything without me, babe,” I say, just as the doors open with a ding.

We walk into the massive suite with the wrap-around balcony and views of Diamond Head, both of us grinning. “We gonna recreate that balcony moment?” I ask, tipping my head in the direction of the large glass doors.

Taylor turns, stepping into my arms, an easy smile on her face as she says, “I definitely need a shower first, so we might need to do that night in reverse.”

Grinning, I reply, “Works for me,” before I bend, sliding one arm under her knees and the other around her shoulders before I pick her up and walk us into the bathroom.

We strip quickly, before stepping into the huge shower, the multiple showerheads quickly filling the space with warm water and steam. Pulling Taylor into my arms, I kiss her deeply. “I’ve missed you,” I whisper against her mouth, knowing we’ve been apart more than usual these past few months. Which is probably how the whole Taylor being pregnant got past me.

“I’ve missed you too,” she says.

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