“Yeah, I took it off your key chain just in case you decided to leave. Looks like I was right.”
“Don’t be a jerk. I needed clothes. Deodorant. My birth control pills! I’ve missed a couple days this cycle. You’ll need to suit up for the next seven days because of it.”
Holy hell. I shoulda thought about that. Me? Wear a condom? She had my attention.
“Not happening. I’ve had you bare. I refuse to wrap it up.”
“Then you won’t be getting between my legs. The pill needs to be taken daily at the same time each day. Otherwise, I could get pregnant.”
“Would it be so bad?” I couldn’t believe I just said that, but would it? Us having a baby together sounded spectacular to me. I was shocked she could diffuse my rage with a simple concept.
She laughed as if I were out of my mind. “You can’t be serious?”
“Serious as a heart attack.” I stalked across the room, reeling her into my arms. “I know how I feel about you. If we made a baby together, I wouldn’t be upset. I’d be thrilled.” All the anger barreling through me evaporated. Shit like this never happened before, but with Madeline, it happened all the time.
“But… We… Storm…”
I cradled the sides of her face in my hands and kissed her softly. Damn, this woman made me weak. The thought of her pregnant with my child? It made me light up inside. A baby? Our baby? I’d only known her a little over a month, and I couldn’t imagine my life without her.
She moaned against my mouth as I traced my tongue along her bottom lip.
I gathered the hem of her dress into my hands. “Arms up.”
She lifted them on command, and I had it off her lush body, tossing it aside. I knelt in front of her, placing feather-light kisses across her chest and down to her stomach.
Her moans made me hard as fuck.
A baby.
I peppered more kisses over her belly, imagining my baby tucked inside.Mybaby inmywoman.Mine. My chest swelled as I loved on her stomach.
Her fingers played with the hair on my head, brushing through it tenderly and melting away every bit of tension in my body.
A breathy sigh filled my ears. “Storm…” My name on her lips undid me, but it wasn’t my name. Not my real name. I wanted to hear her call me by my birth name just as she had that little fucker Copper.Cole.
Since becoming a member of Knight’s Legion MC, only my road name had been used. I sure as hell wouldn’t tell a kitten or any other woman what my real name was. It was too personal, intimate. But I wanted it on my Angel’s lips and only hers.
“Kaleb.” I dotted more kisses across her skin, filling my hands with the silky flesh of her hips.
“What?” Her voice cracked, hands stopping in my hair, body turning rigid.
All the color seemed to drain from her face as if she saw a ghost.
“My name, Angel. It’s Kaleb. I’m giving it to you, only you. When I heard you call Copper, Cole, it made me insane.” Insanely jealous, but I wouldn’t admit it to her. “Stick to his road name, and from now on, call me Kaleb when we’re alone.”
“I… I…”
I smirked. “What’s the matter? Don’t like my name?”
She blinked her glossy blue eyes. “Kaleb… I love the name.” She swallowed thickly as her fingers started to move again in my hair. “Kaleb,” she whispered my name. “Kaleb…”
The way she said my name felt like a healing balm to my soul. All the darkness inside me disappeared. A sense of promise and hope for a future filled with love and family with Madeline replaced it.
“Sit.” She did, looking a little shocked, or maybe she was thoroughly turned on. I hoped for the latter. I removed her boots and socks, tossing them over with the dress.
She arched her eyebrow. “If we’re having sex, you’ll need a condom.” Welp, maybe she wasn’t so out of her mind for me like I thought.
“You’re so damn beautiful.” I pushed her onto the bed, ignoring her, and covered her body with mine.