Page 139 of Take My Name
I don’t know why I’m nervous asking, but Warren’s so comfortable here, and I get the feeling he doesn’t leave very often.
He reaches across the table, interlocking his fingers with mine. “I’d love to.”
Then he brings my hand to his lips and kisses my knuckles.
“Where would you wanna go?”
“Considering I haven’t traveled much myself, I’m open to almost anywhere. Somewhere on the water would be nice.”
We continue talking about ideas, which is somehow a distraction from the wild thoughts consuming me and eating our food. He made roasted garlic potatoes and glazed carrots for the sides, which were as delicious as the meat.
“I’m gonna have to take up workin’ out, runnin’, or somethin’ ’cause you’re feedin’ me way too good.” I lean back, holding my stomach. With the amount of food he makes, I won’t be able to fit in my clothes anymore.
Warren stands, collecting our empty dishes. “Eatin’ is good for you, my love. Especially when you’re carryin’ our baby.”
“W-what?” My jaw drops before I can pick it up.
“Well…eventually, right?” he asks, walking to the sink. “We always talked about havin’ kids at some point. Is that no longer somethin’ you want?”
“Yeah…” I nod and go into the kitchen. “I do want kids, but?—”
“We don’t have to rush, Maze.” He cups my jaw, sounding so sincere, it almost breaks me. “Whenever you’re ready.”
Hayes made it known he was too old to become a first-time dad and knew he’d be too busy to be one, so although I’d always wanted to be a mom, I accepted that it wasn’t going to happen. The whole idea of getting pregnant and having babies always appealed to me, but I let that dream go in order to be with him.
I hadn’t realized until this moment that I no longer had to.
“Does that mean you’re ready now?”
“I am whenyouare,” he clarifies, lining my lips with his.
When his tongue massages mine, tingles radiate my skin, and I arch my body closer to his. His heart thumps against my racing one, making it even harder to pull away so I can speak.
“Warren…” I whisper his name, but it comes out as a moan.
“I know, baby,” he whimpers, pressing his erection into my lower stomach.
Oh fuck.
Our lips draw together and when he pulls me up, I wrap my legs and arms around his body, keeping us fused. The movement of his body has me holding on to him tighter and anticipating his next move. He walks us into the bedroom, his lips gliding down my neck before gently placing me on the mattress.
When he towers over me, I reach for his joggers, but then he grabs my wrists and flattens them above my head.
“I swear to God,” I cry out. “If you’re gonna tease me again, I’m kickin’ you in the balls.”
His menacing chuckle vibrates against my skin when he sucks below my collarbone. He pulls my arms together, wrapping one hand around both wrists and lowering his other hand before sliding it underneath my shirt.
“Stop worryin’, sweetheart…” he murmurs, licking a path up my neck as he cups my breast under my bra. “I’m gonna ruin you in the best way possible.”
chapter twenty-five
Warren
I should geta medal for the level of restraint I’ve practiced over the past week and a half every time Maisie begged for more. Although teasing her has led to some incredibly hot moments, I’m dying to be inside her and reconnect as husband and wife.
Seeing how greedy and desperate she is for it makes me want to give her everything she needs and more.
I want toownher. Take her.
