“You’re probably right,” she conceded, still smiling. “How about if you choose the flowers?”
“Baby,” he growled, kissing her brow, “I want you happy, so I want you to choose the flowers that mean the most to you.”
“But don’t you have a favorite flower?”
“The one in my arms right now,” he said gruffly, sliding his hand down her spine. “And I love the way you smell.”
“You’re hopeless, Jordan.”
“Thank you. I am. Now, can we segue to us? To the fact I can smell your sex scent? That’s its driving me crazy? And I need to do something about it or else?”
His erection was hard as warm steel against her belly, pressing insistently against her. “Promise me one thing, Cav?”
“Anything. Everything, sweet baby.”
She nearly swooned as he took her mouth, cherishing her, letting her know how much he really loved her.
Letting him know just how good a kisser he was, Lia surrendered to him again and again. When he finally left her mouth, her lower body was throbbing like a fire that had to be put out.
She saw him give her a boyish look and her heart flew open. “Promise me,” she said huskily, sliding her hand over his stubble cheek, “that we can have at least two children when the time’s right?”
His face crumpled with emotion, and tears filled his eyes for a moment. And then, they were gone. But his voice was rough with feeling when he answered,
“I want as many or as few children as you want, Lia. Each one will be special, with two very loving parents who want to do the best job they can of raising them right.”
“I’m going to be thirty soon,” she offered. “I don’t want to wait very long, Cav.”
Shrugging, he said, “You just name the time and place”
Laughing, she threw her arms around him in a deep, fierce hug. “Oh, I love you so much!” she whispered against his ear. “Those kids will be so spoiled, I can hardly wait to get started!”
The End