“I missed you.” He kisses me under my ear. I’m not going to fight him. We have months left until two little babies take over our lives. I know we need to focus on the new hires, but I also know Finn and I always handle what needs to be done.
“I was gone thirty minutes.” I moan. This man knows my body too well. If he wants he can make me come in seconds, but usually he draws it out. I am at his mercy. Not that I would want to be anywhere else. This man was made for me.
I turn my head, wanting a kiss.
“How are you feeling?”
I turn in his lap to straddle him. He keeps playing with my clit, teasing me. “I’m fine.” I kiss him, cutting him off so he can’t ask his normal questions regarding my well-being. One thing leads to another until we’re naked and spent on the sofa, both of us out of breath. My head is now resting on his chest. I kiss him over his heart.
“We’re going to have babies.” I’m still in shock that I am pregnant. We never used protection, but it had taken a few years. Even with us going at it all the time.
“We are.”
I look up at him. I think fate was waiting for the right time. Not that I mind. Finn and I needed time, just the two of us and I still needed to grow from a college student to a woman in the workforce. It was a box in life I needed to check and Finn was at my side to help. I still can’t believe I ever ran from this man.
I’d been scared at first of what people would think about Finn and me being together. That they would assume I got this job because of our relationship. That I wouldn’t get to prove myself. Finn taught me that the only person I have to prove myself to is the one I look at in the mirror every morning. He’d been right. I know my worth. I worked hard to be here. My husband did too. Both of us have made the life we have. There are parts of me and him that may be a little bit crazy, but in the best of ways when it comes to one another.
“I’m not surprised my overachieving husband put a boy and girl inside me at once.”
“You said you wanted a boy and a girl.” I laugh. I had said that one night when we talked about kids. I’d said I wanted one of each. A boy and a girl. Now here we are. “You think I was going to watch you go through labor twice? Once is going to kill me.” I laugh.
“I love you,” I tell him.
“I know. You wrote my name over and over in your notebook.”
I smack his chest. “You’re not supposed to talk about that,” I remind him.
“I never brought up the pages where you wrote your own name with my last name.”
“Finn!” I hadn’t known he’d seen those.
“I love you too.” He smiles smugly. He pulls me up his body to kiss me. “The jig is up. You wanted my last name and I made it happen.”
He did. Finn always does. That’s how I know Finn will never settle for anything less than us having a happily ever after.
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