Page 55 of Screwed

“You do?” I ask with tears still streaming down my face.

“God, yes. I want everything with you, Iris. I have for a while but I didn’t know how to say that to you without terrifying you or having you run in the opposite direction.”

“But we’ve only been dating for a few weeks,” I try to argue.

“It doesn’t matter. I love you, Iris.”

A hiccup leaves me then and Arlo’s arms tighten around me.

“You do?” I ask into his naked chest and he nods against my head.

“Of course, I do. How could anyone not? You’re so smart and funny. You’re kind, loyal, completely adorable.”

“I love you too,” I whisper against his skin and his hold on me tightens.

“And we’re having a baby,” he says with wonder in his voice.

He’s definitely handling the news better than I did when I first found out.

“I’ve got to admit, I thought that you would be freaking out,” I tell him as I wrap my arms around his waist and cling to him.

“It might be happening faster than we thought, but I want a family with you. I want forever with you.”

“I want that too,” I admit and it feels so good to say it out loud.

My fingers trail over his bare skin and my libido kicks into overdrive when I see a stray drop of water make its way down his chest and stomach.

“I’ve missed you,” I whisper as my body starts to heat with want.

“I missed you too,” he says, his arm tightening around my waist.

“No, I mean, I really missed you,” I stress.

He doesn’t get it until my hands slide down his stomach and I hook one finger into the towel.

“I never know what it’s going to be with these baby hormones. Sometimes I’m so tired that I can barely keep my eyes open. I’m nauseous all of the time. Normally I just want to rest but right now, I just want you.”

“I want you too,” he says and then his lips are on mine.

I get lost in the kiss, in having Arlo’s mouth on mine, his fingers in my hair, and his naked flesh under my fingertips.

Arlo reaches for the hem of my shirt and I raise my arms, letting him tug it over my head. My hands drop back down to my sides as soon as it’s off but I can’t resist touching him for long.

Arlo licks his lips as he sees me standing before him in just my lace bra and leggings. I reach behind me, unhooking the clasp and letting the cups fall as the straps slide down my arms.

Arlo groans low in his throat at the sight of me half naked before him and I grin.

“Now we’re even,” I say, my voice coming out husky.

Arlo reaches for the towel, pushing at the knot and letting the material drop. My mouth starts to water at the sight of his naked body and I hurry to push my own leggings and panties down my legs and kick them off.

I tilt my head up to his and his lips meet mine as his hands start to explore my curves. Our tongues tangle in an erotic dance as his fingers find my stiff nipple and he rolls the peak between his fingers.

I moan, breaking the kiss as my head tips back and my eyes fall closed. Arlo wastes no time in kissing his way down my neck and I know that he’s headed for my breasts but I want to be in a bed or on the couch before we get that far ahead.

“Bedroom?” I pant out and he nods.

He grabs my hand and starts to leave me past the kitchen before he stops suddenly and changes direction.

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