“So?” he asked with a smile.

“So, I can go to the bathroom on my own. I don’t need help,” I said.

He shook his head. “Get used to it, because I’m going to take care of you, like it or not.”

I stared at him, confused. I didn’t know what I did to deserve this level of devotion. It didn’t make sense to me. “Why?”

“Because,” he said and squeezed me closer. “Every day with you is a gift I cherish more than anything. It’s almost like every day is Christmas.”

I chuckled. “Dork.”

He used the metaphor only because the holiday was about a month away. And he used every opportunity to be corny with me.

“And you’re the greatest gift of all,” he added. “You and my offspring.”

I laughed at his term for the twins.

Once my bubble of laughter faded into a soft giggle, I met his gaze and fell into his soft, kind, brown eyes. The space between us closed and our mouths brushed against each other. My arousal flooded through me… Instantly ignited. I wanted to keep kissing Guy, but he started to pull away from me.

“No, don’t,” I protested. There was something in the way he kissed me. I couldn’t get enough of it. I had forgotten how great it felt to have his arms around me too.

“We should stop,” he murmured around my lips. “We don’t want to hurt the babies.”

I shook my head. “I don’t want to. And we’re not going to hurt them. They come with their own bubble wrap.”

His erection pressed against my stomach. “I don’t know…”

“We can take it slow,” I said, letting my hormones take control and speak for me.

“Are you sure?” he asked.

I hardened my gaze and growled out, “So, help me if you don’t make love to me right now, I just might wither up and die.”

He chuckled. “Can’t have that, now, can we?”

I shook my head, smiling from ear to ear. “I also have something to tell you.”

“What’s that?” he asked as he helped me toward the stairs.

“It is an answer to a question you asked me in the hospital,” I said as we started taking each step, one by one.

He glanced at me from over his shoulder, and a flash of light rushed through them. Once we reached the top of the stairs, he turned around and faced me. “What’s your answer?”

“Oh you’ll get your answer ,” I said. “Just, not yet.”

He picked me up and carried me into Luke’s room. It was sort of taken over in his absence and had become my room in a way. But he wouldn’t mind. He could have it back in the spring when he came home.

In the meantime, I was going to use it to the fullest and every single chance I got. Because not only was I Guy’s mate. He was mine too. And I couldn’t get enough of him. I let go of the last bit of hesitation within me.

I allowed myself to go all in… just like Guy was with me.

He laid on the bed seconds before joining me at my side. His kisses filled me with warmth. Just as his touch nearly lit me on fire…

His fingers slid along my torso, over my baby bump, under the hem of my panties and to that delicate sweet, wet spot.

I sighed against his mouth.

He lifted up and pulled my clothes off before tearing his from his frame. I stared in awe at the muscles that rippled along his body, and the mesh of chest hair that filled the valleys between his pecks.


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