She looked around the spacious office, fully stocked, with a couch and a small fridge in it. “I have an office?”
“It’s definitely yours. You are a part owner of this club, after all. And you can call me in here anytime so we can do a replay of what just happened.” I kissed the side of her neck and felt her shiver in my arms. “But you know what I’d like even better? A nice big bed, say at my place?”
“You mean that?” She turned her head and looked very seriously at me. “You want me to move in.”
“I’ve wanted you to move in for a while now. You’re the one who wanted to hold back, and then Paul had his accident. I want you in my bed every night, and I’ll do what it takes to make that happen.”
“Well, as it happens, your apartment is a little closer to SoCal than mine. And thanks to a nice big check, I should be able to afford to attend.”
“You’re not paying for it, obviously. As my wife, I’ll cover it.”
“We haven’t even set a wedding date!” Riley yelped as I bit her shoulder.
“You’ve said yes, haven’t you? We can get married as soon as we have a marriage license.” I kissed the top of her cleavage. “And I’m getting one of those as soon as I can. We wouldn’t want to have a baby too soon after the wedd
ing, would we?”
“A baby?” She blinked at me. “What are you saying?”
“I didn’t use protection, sweetheart. That’s why it’s so messy. And I look forward to making that kind of mess again, which means that you’ll probably get pregnant if we’re making a mess every night.”
She was blushing really hard as I settled one hand between her thighs.
“So what do you say? A baby, a new home, a new path?”
She kissed me in response. “Sounds great to me.”
Preview of Next Book
Riley
We heard knocking on the door. “Riley? Are you in there?”
“It’s Paul.” Desmond pulled down my skirt so that I was decently covered. He checked that things were zipped up.
“Come in,” I said as I stood.
“What are you doing in here?” Paul looked at both of us.
“What the fuck happened to you?” Desmond said. Paul’s nose was bleeding.
“I just stopped an assault in the alley. I called the police. I was…uh…trying to get some privacy with the blonde. She was crawling all over me, and I didn’t want to flash my ass at the entire club.”
“And?”
“When we were getting privacy, someone already was there. We were about to leave when we heard the woman scream. I stopped the asshole from raping her, but the police are going to need some statements. The woman, Emma, is going to head to the hospital.”
“The woman? How do you know her name?”
Paul looked down as he pinched his nose a little. “She’s my rehab nurse.”
“That’s why you’ve kept going, even though you’re technically done!”
He was blushing beneath the drying blood on his face. “One thing at a time.” He blinked. “Is that a ring on your finger?”
“We’re engaged.” I braced myself for his reaction and started making a mental list of reasons why it was a good idea for me to marry Desmond.
“Holy shit.” Paul smiled, which was a little grotesque with the blood. “I’m happy for you two, but do you think that we can celebrate after we clear all this up?”