Page 84 of Midnight Wedding

“No, baby, this isn’t a fight. When we’re fighting, there will be vicious and filthy make-up sex afterward.”

She pouts slightly. “You’re saying you’re not going to fuck me into submission until I say sorry?”

I snarl slightly and bite her lower lip. “Afteryou look at the nursery.”

“What a tease.”

She laughs as I show her the crib and all the supplies. We talk about the coming baby and about the OB she’s been seeing.Things are good with her physically, and I’m looking forward to the first ultrasounds.

I just worry about her. There are only two weeks left in my one-month deadline. I want to spend as much time with her as possible, but I also need to focus on this war and finishing Sona and Garen before the clock runs out.

“I know you’re stressed,” she says an hour later in the bed after we have the promised sweaty sex. “I’ll behave. Really, I mean it.”

I bite her thigh and pat her little butt before squeezing it. “You’re a bad liar.”

“I’m serious!”

“Come on, baby. You like pushing boundaries. You like crossing lines. You’re going to get yourself in trouble tomorrow just so I’ll be forced to fuck your pretty mouth yet again.”

“I do like that,” she says with a sigh and stretches.

I kiss her shoulders and lean against her back. “Then don’t pretend.”

“But I want this to work.” She’s speaking softly, and it’s the first time I’ve heard her say something like this. “I don’t want to just co-parent together. I want to raise this child. Do you know what I mean?”

“I think I do.”

“I want to do it together. Like a normal family.” She chews her lip. “But we’re not really normal, are we?”

“I don’t believe innormalas a concept. Everyone’s strange in their own way.”

“But we’re extra strange.”

“Good. Strange makes for interesting people.” I roughly pull her against me. “Where’s this coming from?”

“Just something I’ve been thinking about.”

“We’re doing this together. I promise, baby. Me and you.”

“Husband and wife?”

“Exactly.”

“Yeah, okay.” She whimpers when I kiss her again. “I’ll stay out of the crawlspace. For a while, anyway.”

“That’s my good girl.”

“Now, what do I have to do to earn another one of those punishments?”

Chapter 30

Lena

I’m nervous as I plop down on a chair in one of the spare bedrooms.

“Think about what you want to put in there?” Allie asks. Her spiky blue hair bobs up and down as she unpacks her big black bag.

“I was thinking just a little gold stud. You know, like those barbell things?”

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