The Proposal(63)
“I’m always ready for you, my love,” she whispered.
He brought both of his hands to her waist and gently raised her up. He then guided his erection between her wet folds. As Emma slowly slid down on him, Aidan feathered tender kisses along her collarbone. After he was all the way in, he shuddered with pleasure. “Oh God, I’ve missed the feel of you.”
When he lifted his head, she smiled down at him. “I’ve missed every glorious inch of you, too.”
He laughed. “There you go stroking my ego.”
“I think we fit together perfectly.” She gazed down to her expanding belly. “Well, except for that getting in the way.”
Aidan pushed the long strands of auburn hair out of her face. “Don’t ever think Noah’s in the way. He will always be the string that ties us together. He’s our love growing inside you. He may not be the reason why I fell in love with you, but he’s the reason why I got another chance at life.” He gave her a deep, lingering kiss. “You saved me, Emma.”
Tears sparkled in her green eyes, and her chest rose and fell in harsh breaths like she was trying to keep her emotions from spiraling out-of-control. “Oh Aidan.” She cupped his face in her hands. “I love you so much,” she murmured against his lips.
Pressed chest to chest, Emma began to lift her hips as Aidan raised his. She panted in his ear as the slow, languid strokes took him deeper and deeper. Wrapped together, they kept their eyes on each other. They were a tangle of arms and legs—but they were one.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Two Weeks Later
The shrill ringing of her cell phone roused Emma from a deep sleep. Fumbling her hand along the nightstand, she finally gripped it in her hand. Almost robotically she slid her thumb across the answer key and brought it to her ear. “Hello?” she croaked.
“Em!” Casey shrieked before dissolving in sobs.
Emma jolted awake like she had downed several cups of coffee. “Case, what’s wrong?”
In between hiccupping sobs, Emma could decipher only a few words. “Jason. Groomsman. Alcohol poisoning after the Bachelor’s Party. Hospitalized. Short one of the bridal party. Wedding ruined.”
Emma pulled herself into a sitting position. “Casey, take a few deep breaths and calm down, okay? The wedding is not ruined just because some asshat groomsman drank himself into the hospital.”
“But we rehearsed everything with seven groomsmen. The pictures will be all screwed up!”
“Isn’t there another one of Nate’s friends or relatives that could fill in and wear Jason’s tux?”
“I don’t know! Besides who the hell is going to fit into a 6’4 bodybuilder’s tux anyway?!!?”
Emma glanced over her shoulder at Aidan sleeping soundly, and an idea popped into her head. “Um, well, Aidan has a tux.” There was a long pause on the other end of the line. “Are you still there?”
“Why am I not surprised James Bond has his own tux?” came Casey’s biting reply.
“It was for work purposes, Case.” Emma sighed. “Look, I get that he’s still not one of your favorite people, but—”
“No, no, you’re right. We don’t have many options, and Nate actually likes him.”
“Well, I’m glad at least one of you likes the father of my child.”
Casey groaned. “You know I like him…I’m just not back in love with him like you are.”
“So you want me to tell him to be suited up and ready to roll at noon with the rest of the bridal party?”
“Yes, I would be thrilled and honored if he would be there.”
Emma laughed. “Yeah, you sounded really convinced on that one.”
Casey snickered. “I’ll work on it by the time I see him, okay?”
“Okay then. I’ll see you later.”
“Bye.”
After Emma hung up the phone, she slid back under the covers. Snuggling up to Aidan’s warm body she leaned over and kissed his lips. “Wake up, baby.”
He grimaced while his eyes remained closed. She kissed him again. “Em?” he murmured against her lips.
She nuzzled her forehead against his neck, her thigh draping over his. Mistaking it for an invitation, Aidan snaked his arms around her waist and pulled her up to straddle him. Emma shook her head. “Whoa, cowboy, just what do you think you’re doing?”
He grinned lazily up at her. “I’d think you were more the cowgirl in that position.”
Emma laughed. “Yeah, well, this cowgirl isn’t ready to ride today.” When Aidan made a face, she added, “Well, at least not right now. I need to ask you something.”