Crash smiled down at her. “I’m not complaining about that part, am I?”
She tried to laugh at his teasing, but her heart wasn’t in it.
“Aw, sweetheart—”
“I’m fine,” she tried to cut him off.
“No, you’re not,” he whispered pressing a kiss to her forehead.
“I will be. I’ll be fine. You have to leave. The club is probably waiting for you.”
“They can wait a couple minutes.”
Suddenly, taking her by surprise, he bent, wrapped his arms around her thighs and lifted her. She squealed as he walked her backwards out of the bathroom and straight to their big four-poster bed. Dropping her to the bed, he came down on top of her. His palm came up, and he brushed the hair back from her face as he stared down at her.
“I l
ove you, you know,” he murmured.
“I love you, too.”
“You gonna miss me while I’m gone?”
“You know I am. When will you be back?”
“Not sure. There’s some trouble up at The Pony we have to take care of. It’ll probably be a couple of days.”
“So you’re going to Reno?” She asked, remembering the place he was talking about.
“Yeah. Probably shouldn’t have told you that, but I don’t want you worrying.”
She frowned. “Is everything okay?”
“Everything’s fine, Princess. Just got some logistics to work out. That’s all.”
She studied his eyes. She knew he wouldn’t tell her even if there was trouble. He’d never want to worry her. And she loved him for wanting to protect her like that, but still she wished she could be for him the rock he was for her. “I’m not that fragile, Crash. Not like I used to be.”
He brushed soft kisses all around her face. “I know you’re not.”
“I’ll be a good mother.”
He lifted his head then, frowning at her sudden change in topic. “Of course you will. I don’t have any doubts about that. Did you think I did?”
She looked away, lifting one shoulder in a slight shrug. “I just thought, you know, maybe you were worried about the panic attacks, and maybe you weren’t as excited about trying to have a baby.”
“You haven’t had a panic attack in months. I thought you felt safe now. Don’t you?”
“Yes I do. You make me feel safe, Crash, you do. I just wasn’t sure if it still worried you.” She shrugged again.
“I’m not worried about what kind of mother you’ll make. You’ll be a beautiful mother, Shannon. And as far as me not being excited about all this baby-making, I guess I have to admit, I am kind of liking our time alone, just the two of us.”
“Will you miss it?”
A smile pulled at his mouth, and his brows rose. “Hell, yeah, I’m gonna miss it. But you give me a beautiful daughter, and I’ll forgive you.”
Shannon’s brows rose at that one. “Oh, really? And if it’s a boy?”
“Guess we keep tryin’.”