Page 109 of It's Always Us

“Let’s go.” He’s up and moving.

“Where?”

He stands in his boxer briefs with his hands on his hips. His long, lean muscles cut through his skin. I need him to get back to what he was doing before I let my mind get in the way.

I’m so tired of thinking. “How about you come back here first?”

He doesn’t move. Only his eyelids drop into a bit of a squint. “Extremely tempting.” My entire body lights with fire. “But, the next time I make love to you, I’m going to do it over and over again. There won’t be anything between us preventing it or clouding it. Withholding myself from you has been enough torment to last me a lifetime.”

Someone help me.I pull the sheet up over my face, and it’s possible I groan.

He rips it off. “Get up. We’re getting breakfast, and then we’re going shopping.”

“What? Now?” I stare at him, enraged at my brain for interrupting . . . things.

“There has to be a Target or one of those big baby stores or something around here. We can’t figure everything out today, but we can at least start with car seats and the other gobs of shit these babies will require. We’ll make the list and then order it.”

“Krissy is throwing me a baby shower.”

One side of his mouth tugs up. “Even better. People who make millions less than I do can buy it.” I throw a pillow at him, and he catches it.

I climb out of bed but walk to him, throwing my arms around his neck and pushing up to my toes to get closer. “Thank you.”

His hands find my waist. “For what?”

“For letting me be scared.”

“It’s ok to be scared for now, but this is all going to work out.”

“Yeah. You think so?”

“Yep. It has to.”

I let my forehead fall into the crook of his neck. “Maybe I’ll quit and follow you. That’d be the easiest.”

“Not a chance in hell. I saw you yesterday dealing with that big-ass bus. In fact, social media is blowing up with pictures of you working.”

I pull my head back to see him. “You were working on it.”

“No, it was me doing what you told me to do. I was talking to Rob earlier. He wanted me to let you know he’s available if you need an agent.”

“What?”

“Women and girls are screaming for you to post more. They want videos of how to fix things.”

“Videos?”

“Yeah, they want more. I mean, when have you ever seen a woman fixing a broken car?”

I think about that for a minute but come up with nothing.

He smacks my butt. “Let’s go. We have shopping to do before you have to put on that sexy dress.” He heads for the bathroom but stops in the doorway. “Plus, since we made it through all the pamphlets, we’ll grab one of those tell-all books so we understand everything we have to look forward to. I want to know all about the birthing part.” He raises and lowers his eyebrows.

“Mark,” I warn, but he laughs while I decide that’s the one part I’m perfectly fine knowing absolutely nothing about.

He laughs that ridiculously contagious laugh, and I’m so glad his punk-ass can’t see me smile.

This man. I didn’t know it was possible to fall in love with someone who already has your whole heart. But Mark, the man, I’m pretty sure I’m falling for him in a way I didn’t know existed.

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