Eric held out two bills. “A hundred and fifty.”

“Are you seriously low-balling? I’m carrying your child, Eric Henderson!”

Eric looked up at her with impatience. “Which is why I’m trying to save money. Considering how much you spend on our daughter’s shoes, I can only imagine how much our son’s gear will cost.”

Those around them laughed at the exchange, and Gracie conceded. “Fair enough.”

Carl took the money. “Deal.”

“You can grab your certificate at the auction stand, Carl,” Gracie said.

“Thanks.”

Eric came up onto the stage, and Buck reached for Pip.

“Come to Papa, darling. You can help me auction off the rest of the lovelies.”

Pip practically fell into his dad’s arms, and Eric wrapped his arm around Gracie’s waist.

“Ready to dance all night with me?” he asked.

She shot him a disgruntled look. “My feet are too swollen for any of my shoes. What do you think?”

Eric swung her up into his arms and kissed her in front of everyone. The room erupted with loud catcalls and whoops.

“Will you two get off the stage so we can get this thing going?” his dad growled into the mic.

Eric carried Gracie off the stage and through the crowd. They’d already made arrangements for Pip to stay with his parents tonight, because he had plans with his wife.

Really hot, sexy plans.

* * *

“Oh God, Eric, don’t stop!” Gracie’s eyes rolled back in her head as he hit the spot just right, digging his thumb into the bottom of her foot. She was lying back against the arm of the couch in her maternity nightgown and flannel robe, enjoying the loving ministrations of her husband.

Eric chuckled low. “I missed hearing those words, you know?”

Gracie leaned up to smack his shoulder, which was difficult due to her giant stomach. “Don’t ruin it by being a pervert.”

“What part of loving sexy noises from my wife makes me a pervert?”

“The part where I can hardly move around by myself, I’m so big.”

Eric leaned over and kissed her roughly, his tongue gliding across her lower lip and causing a shiver to race down her spine.

“There has never been a time that I haven’t wanted you, Gracie Lou.”

Gracie’s heart squeezed with love. “Even when Pip had the stomach flu and puked all over me?”

“Well, I wanted you to shower first, but yep, you were hot with the dark circles under your eyes and the hair sticking up everywhere—”

“You are such an ass. If I could get up gracefully, I would storm out of here.”

Eric massag

ed her heel, and she moaned loudly.

“You’re full of shit. You like this too much to leave me.”