Page 39 of Wizard

“This the book about the computer nerd who falls for a chef and turns all possessive and growly?” I asked with a smirk.

“Yes,” she whispered, her body leaning in closer. Her head dropped almost all the way back so we were looking at each other face-to-face.

She yelped in surprise when I scooped her into my arms and stalked out of the office. “What are you doing?”

“Giving you somethin’ to write about, baby.”

The kitchen was all kinds of dirty by the time she was screaming my name.

A month later, I walked into the bedroom to see Thea glaring at me with her hands propped on her hips.

I swallowed my amused smile. She was fucking adorable when she was pissed. Probably because she was so tiny. “Somethin’ on your mind, baby?”

“Normally, I love that I have my very own book boyfriend and happily ever after, but this is getting out of hand,” she snapped.

I raised an eyebrow and tilted my head, studying her. “Gonna need more explanation.”

“These spontaneous sexcapades you initiate always seem to end up with me knocked up!” She threw her hands in the air and flopped down on the bed, lying on her back with her legs dangling over the side.

“You’re pregnant?” I croaked, suddenly a little choked up.

“Yes,” she grumbled. “This is the second time you’ve barged into my office and put a baby in me.”

I padded across the room and leaned down, placing an arm on both sides of her. “You’re not happy about the baby?” I asked even though that didn’t seem like my Thea.

“Of course, I’m happy, you big lug!” she gasped, clearly offended that I’d insinuated otherwise.

“Then what’s with the attitude, baby?”

“I wish we planned for me to get pregnant instead of you just stuffing me with sperm and leaving a little bun in my oven.”

Grinning, I brushed my lips over hers, then whispered, “But it’s so much fun making the dough.”

Thea giggled and slid her arms around my torso, urging me down so she could wrap me in a tight hug. “True.”

I captured her lips in a deep kiss while my hands splayed over her flat belly, then up to cup her tits.

“Mommy! Daddy! It’s wunch time!”

Groaning, I dropped my head into the crook of Thea’s neck while she giggled.

“Forgot the kids are home,” I grumbled.

Thea patted my bicep. “We can celebrate after they are in bed tonight.”

I winked and grinned wickedly. “We’ll practice making more dough.”

Thea’s eyes went wide. “Just how many buns are you intending to put in my oven?”

I shrugged. “As many as you’ll let me.”

She sighed and pushed against my chest when Skye called out again, her voice closer to our bedroom now. “Let’s talk about it next time.”

I didn’t say anything because I couldn’t promise it wouldn’t happen again.

Shortly after we had Madison, I realized it had been a good thing I hadn’t committed to anything, or I would have accidentally lied to Thea.

When the pregnancy test came out positive, she huffed and muttered, “I’m going to start locking my office door when I’m writing sex.”

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