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“I’m not going to argue with you.” He is being ridiculous. “You were worried, fair enough. But I’m still going to work, I’m still going to do laundry and mop floors. I refuse to walk around like I’m fragile, Zac. I have never been that way, and I won’t start now.”

“I’m not saying be a fragile bunny, all I’m saying is it’s all different now. You have someone that wants to take care of you. Me, I’m that someone. I don’t want you to change who you are, but for once, I want you to fucking slow down and let go of the worry. Relax, take a long lounge on the couch all day and watch cartoons, hell read a book. Something, anything, just stop pushing yourself and pamper yourself instead.”

He isn’t going to let it go. I get what he is saying. “I’ll try to be better about it.” Reaching out I place my hand over his. Offering him a squeeze, he flips his hand over and links his fingers through mine. Lifting our joined hands to his lips, he presses a kiss to my wrist.

“With me you don’t have to worry about tomorrow, let me do that.”

I could fight him on this, I could make his life hell, butting heads daily and bickering at every turn. Or I could accept that he loves me, and because of that, he wants to take care of me. I can bend a little; it may not be easy but I can give him that.

Daxton

Several Monthslater

“I’ll be home late,” Bree announces as she grabs her purse and starts for the stairway. Dropping the container onto the counter I rush around the corner and hurry across our living room. Grabbing her waist I pull her body back to mine and nuzzle her neck.

“I never agreed to that.” Kissing along the side of her neck I nip at her ear and she turns, arching her neck. She can pretend all she wants to be annoyed but Bree loves every ounce of attention I throw her way. Even if it’s selfish and needy. Even if I’m doing everything I can to keep her here with me.

“You don’t have to agree,” she says and I bite her shoulder. Giggling she tries to wiggle away but I only hold her tighter. “I’m going shopping with the girls for baby shower gifts.”

“Can’t you just order that shit online?” I ask while slowly gliding my palm over her back, then lower and lower to her ass. “It would be so much easier and you can do it right from our couch. You could even do it in the pink little nightie, or in nothing at all.”

I love her pink nightie. And the red one, oh and the black, but that one is more of a fuck me piece, with leather and lace.

“Put that thing away,” she says with a laugh, wiggling against my growing erection. It was the leather. Last time she wore it we didn’t leave the bedroom for six hours. I swear I had friction in places I never thought I could.

“We can play later,” she promises doing nothing to help my turned on state. “Maybe I’ll even find a new outfit to wear for you.”

“You’re going to Target.” I chuckle.

“But Target is in the same shopping center as Victoria’s Secret,” she reminds me. “I got an email about new inventory last week. I bet I can find something we’ll both like.”

“You’re teasing me.”

“It’s not a tease, if I deliver.” I release her as she turns in my arms. “Since when have I ever said no to you.”

“Last Tuesday, it was just after one in the afternoon.”

“Dax.” She arches her brow at me. “I just finished working out, Aurora and Luna were both waiting on me to go get lunch and I had our daughter on my hip.”

“You still said no,” I challenge her and she laughs.

“Okay but I more than made up for it later that night,” she counters and flashbacks hit me. Fuck, chills cover my back. “And well into the morning. I was exhausted but it was well worth it.”

I was too, I yawned through the entire day. My muscles were so sore, but damn it was so worth every single ache.

Bree presses her lips to mine and I am pulled out of my fantasy. There were sheer panties, whipped cream, and lots of experimentation. “Can you be patient and wait for me?”

“I don’t know if I can be patient, but I’ll wait.”

She slowly starts to back away and though it kills me, I let her go.

Breanna

“I’m surprised that he didn’t tie you to the bed.” Luna laughs as I climb into her SUV.

“Jace did that to me once,” Aurora states proudly. “Oh the things he did when he knew I couldn’t move away.” She literally shivers. “That man and his tongue.”

“Hello,” I say. “Can you not give us a play by play? Last time you got lost in story time I couldn’t look Jace in the eye for weeks. I do not need to know about all his dirty kinks.”

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