I gave him a nod, watching as he moved back toward his wife, who was still talking to Baylyn’s client. She watched him go before lifting her chin so she could meet my eyes. “You made a friend?”
“I’m grown, baby. That shit sounded juvenile as fuck.”
Her pretty ass smiled when I dropped my eyes to hers.
“Then who was that?”
“Don’t know.”
She lifted a brow and I lowered my mouth to hers and pulled Baylyn closer. “Aren’t you supposed to be running shit and not babysitting me?”
She smiled, allowing her body to press into mine. The warmth of her against me settled something in me.
“I am,” she said, tilting her head. “But I’m also checking in. I know this isn’t how you planned on spending your Saturday.”
“No, it’s not.” I slid my hand down and let it rest at her hip. “But I’m also not complaining because anything I do that includes you is more than okay with me.”
She rolled her eyes but didn’t pull away. “I’m sure this is not your idea of a good time.”
“Maybe not this, because it’s theirs and not ours, but I fuck with it.”
Her pretty ass blinked and smiled too damn hard. “You’re awfully casual with all that.”
“All what?”
“Theirs and not ours. Husband not baby daddy.”
I brushed my mouth over hers. “I’m casual because I’m speaking from the heart. I’m not the type of man who says shit just to hear myself talk. I’m damn sure not just saying what you want to hear to get the pussy ’cause that’s already mine. I’ll give you a baby, Baylyn, and I’ll make you my wife too.”
She stiffened and her eyes searched mine. “You barely know me.”
“I know enough. The most important instinct I have is the ability to trust when things feel good or when something is off. This feels good.Youfeel good. I trust what I feel, so I can say I’ll make you my wife and mean that shit.”
“Emir…”
I was amused as hell at how thrown off she was.
“Relax, beautiful. I’m not saying it will happen tomorrow. But if that’s what you want, then it will happen.”
“You’re full of shit.”
“Nah, I’m not, but it’s easier for you to say that than trust your gut. You know this feels right and you also know I mean what I say.”
She smiled, but before she could respond, someone signaled for her across the room.
She grinned and leaned into me, stealing a quick kiss. “You sure you’re okay?”
“I’m good. Go do your thing.”
She gave me one last look before she turned and made her way toward a couple standing near the dessert table. I watched the woman animatedly gesturing with her hands as she spoke. From the way her palm hovered over her stomach, I assumed she was talking about her own gender reveal, probably trying to convince Baylyn to plan it.
My baby was comfortable in this space and I loved seeing her fucking shine, which had me thinking about a lot of things.
I barely had time to let my thoughts go too far before my phone vibrated in my pocket. I pulled it out and glanced at the screen.
Kades: Need to talk.
Me: Important?