Page 84 of A Protector For Phoebe (Love will OUT 2)

His eyes turn soft. “You love me?”

Oh shit. “I had this whole romantic evening planned out to tell you.”

“Princess, I don’t need romance. I only need you.”

“And you have me.”

His eyes sparkle with happiness before he announces, “We’ll save the stocks for our children.”

“Children?”

“Yeah. Why do you think this house has four bedrooms?”

My eyes widen. “You want children?”

“I never thought about children before you. But a kid with your eyes and smile? I want a whole bunch of those.”

I worry my lip between my teeth. “I’m not sure about children.”

Don’t get me wrong. I’ve always wanted children, but after your ex-husband kidnaps you with the intent of forcing you to have his children, the idea kind of loses its appeal.

“Hey.” Ryker smooths a finger over a wrinkle on my forehead. “No pressure. If you don’t want children, we won’t have them. I can change one of the rooms into a gym. And I should probably get a man cave to hide in when I piss you off.”

“Plan on pissing me off often?”

He shrugs. “I’m a man, you’re a woman. I’m sure I’ll stick my foot in my mouth on a regular basis.”

I grin. I’m sure he will.

“You good?” I nod. “You love me?”

I blush but maintain eye contact. “Yes.”

“Good.” His lips descend and meet mine. I sigh and he thrusts his tongue into my mouth. My tongue duals with his as I grind down on his hard cock. He wrenches his mouth from mine and stands with me in his arms. “Time to christen the bedroom.”

Yeah!

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