Page 51 of Run, Little Bunny

Standing, I look down at her. “I’m not leaving a condom in my yard.” I bite my lip, admiring her naked body in the moonlight. “Piggyback ride, or do I carry you like a baby?”

“Piggyback.”

I grab the bunny mask, then bend down as she hops on my back.

“That was the hottest thing ever,” she says into my ear.

“It was. You’re freezing, so I’m going to focus on cuddling you and warming you up when we get inside.”

“Aftercare.” She giggles devilishly.

“You sure you’ve only been vanilla?”

“My book boyfriends have taught me a lot.”

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Snuggled up in his bed, both of us naked, I feel perfect. The warmth of his body against mine, his arm draped across my waist. It’s quiet, peaceful. We’re comfortable just being together.

Replaying what happened over and over, my cheeks hurt from smiling.

“You said you wanted to breed me,” I say into the silence.

“Too much?” He rolls onto his side, propping his head up to look at me.

“It, like, really did something to me. More than ‘good girl.’ But I don’t want you saying it all the time—I don’t want to, like, speak it into existence.”

“You think that’s how it works?”

“I know that’s not how it works.” I swat his chest. “But I should tell you, I’m not on birth control.”

“Little bunny,” he growls, more into this than I expected. Not the usual reaction where it’s assumed it’s my job to prevent pregnancy.

“Are you okay with condoms? I track my cycle, and the odds of me getting pregnant right now are really low, even without one.”

“Thank you for telling me.” He leans in, tenderly kissing me. “We can skip condoms if you pee on one of those sticks with the smiley face or no smiley face beforehand.”

“How do you know about ovulation tests?”

“Sisters.”

“You’re not freaked out that I’m not on birth control?”

“No, but if you end up getting pregnant, we’re keeping the baby.”

“We are?”

“Of course we are, but I want you to give me three years. After that, I’m breeding you. You’re always going to be pregnant.”

“I’m stopping at three kids.”

“Come on, we can do four.”

“Chad.”

He pulls me in for a kiss.

“So, we’ll use condoms during my ovulation window, and not during the other times.”

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