“Why am I not shocked about that?”
I grab her chin, tip her head back, and kiss her. It’s not a slow, easy, gentle kiss. It’s deep and meaningful. It’s filled with all the love I feel for the woman I lost and then got a second chance with.
I’m pretty sure the five minutes are up before I release her lips. She’s dazed and panting. “You’re so horny for a pregnant woman.”
She glances over my shoulder. “Are we going to verify that?”
“Yes. And then I’m going to fuck you clear into tomorrow. In fact, all we’re going to do for the next ten days is fuck, eat, and sleep. Lots of sleep. How does that sound?”
“It sounds great, but you’re stalling.”
I chuckle as I turn around and snag the stick from the counter. I grin as I hold it up. “Two lines. You’re carrying my child.”
Finally, Paige smiles wide enough to melt my heart. “We’re having a baby.”
“Yes, we are.”
She’s in my arms in a flash, climbing me like a monkey. Her mouth finds mine again as I carry her back to our bed. I’m relieved my horny wife is okay with this development, and I intend to spend the next hour showing her just how much I love her, spending plenty of that time kissing her flat belly where my child is still the size of a pea.
I love them both so much it hurts, and I’ll never stop saying it.