I know that we will be able to get through anything together.
Even having another baby, sooner rather than later.
When I wake up, Declan is standing by the bed. Naked. He holds out his hand and wordlessly leads me to the walk-in shower. We soap up each other’s limber bodies. He shampoos my hair, something he hasn’t done since our honeymoon. He has been unusually quiet. It’s something I’ve found myself wondering every now and then, ever since we moved in together—does this guy ever stop talking? Like, seriously, ever? What would it take to silence Declan Cannavale when he’s awake?
Turns out all it takes is some light bondage, sensual massaging of his genitalia, and lovemaking that is so fulfilling it causes his wife to come through her eyeballs.
I miss the sound of his voice.
“Hey,” I say when he’s squeezing conditioner into his hand. “I was thinking maybe we should start trying for Baby Number Two soon. Thoughts?”
And there it is.
The tension returns to his jaw.
His nostrils flare.
Those magnificent eyebrows rise a couple of centimeters closer to his hairline.
And then his whiskey-colored eyes sparkle and he grins. “I literally fucked your brains out, didn’t I, Cooper?”
“Oh, getovahyourself,mistah.”
He encourages me to turn away from him with his free hand and then applies conditioner to the ends of my damp hair, combing it through with his fingers. How he knows to apply conditioner to the ends of a woman’s hair and not the scalp, I have no idea.
“I want to make another baby with you too, Mrs. Cannavale. I’d just like to ensure that the one we already have thoroughly understands how awesome I am first. And that you aren’t solely coming to this decision because I’m such a satisfying hot-as-fuck lover. Thoughts?”
“Believe it or not, I don’t come to all decisions solely based on your hot-as-fuckness, Mr. Cannavale. But in this case you aren’t wrong.”
“I’m never wrong, Coop.”
Now it’s my turn to be quiet. I’ll let him think that because it’s Father’s Day and all. But if I decide I really want to have another kid soon, I’ll just bring out the coconut oil when we begin negotiations in earnest.