I smiled as he wrapped his arm around me and pressed his lips to my ear.
“Yes.”
EPILOGUE
BECCA
Hook:Are you ever gonna come back from the bakery, lass? Or do I have to come in there and get you?
Me: What are you talking about? I’ve been in the bathtub for the last fifteen minutes.
I watched the little response bubbles bounce around on the screen, but Taylor didn’t reply. Instead, not two minutes later, a soft knock on the bathroom door had me pulling the bubbles up to cover my breasts.
“Can I come in?” he asked, an adorable hesitance in his voice.
I giggled.“Of course you can come in. You’ve never asked before.”
“Well, it just seems different now.”
“Why?”
“Because before, I was trying to get a rise out of you, but now I want you to want me.”
“Taylor, of course I want you, and while I appreciate you being a gentleman and respecting my privacy, you have literally touched and kissed every inch of my body. There’s nothing in here you haven’t seen.”
I let my gaze travel over his bare tattooed chest and down to the crotch of his... damn, his gray sweatpants, which were already tented at the mention of what his lips did to me just this morning.
“Do you want to join me? There’s room in here for two, even if you are a big burly Scot.”
“I wish I could, more than anything, actually. But I have to leave in about thirty minutes.”
“Oh, why?”
“I’m having a meeting with Maverick and the coaching staff.”
“Are they officially announcing your retirement?”
“They are. I had a call from my doctor, and my knee’s not even good for another season. Now’s the time to step down. If they can find me a place now, I want to stay here in Seattle with you. I love it here. It reminds me of home, and the most important thing is you’re here and you’re mine. I don’t want to be parted from you.”
Without giving him any warning, I stood and stepped out of the tub, naked and wet, covered in bubbles. Then I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him long and deep.
“Lass, I need to get ready.”
“It won’t take long. Come on, Taylor, let’s put those limber hip flexors of yours to good use.”
His tongue explored my mouth, all fire and passion and hunger. I should have cared that I hadn’t taken my birth control. I should have warned him we were being reckless, but he was staying for us, and we were a family.
He walked me back to the bed and laid me on the mattress. The way he stood over me, staring down at my naked body, at every curve, every inch, had me so wet and ready. Open for him.
“Fuck, lass, you’re glistening for me. How can I go without a taste?”
I glanced at the clock. “You have five minutes to make me come and another five to make yourself come, and if you’re lucky, maybe you’ll knock me up while you’re at it.”
He snagged a pillow and placed it on the floor before he got down on his knees, careful of his healing injury. Both hands splayed on my inner thighs, he spread me wide, and those beautiful eyes of his locked on mine from across my body.
“What did you just say?”
“I said, maybe if you’re lucky, you’ll knock me up. My birth control ran out, and I haven’t been able to get new pills yet.”