Under Pressure(75)

Jason let out a war whoop that shook the rafters as he jerked her off the bed and spun her around.

Her arms flew around his neck out of pure self-preservation.

“Jason, your arm! Your ribs!”

“Who cares about that! We’re having a baby!”

His laughter made her heart soar, and she threw her head back and joined in his joy until he set her down abruptly on the edge of the bed.

“Christ, I shouldn’t be spinning you like that. Are you okay? Do you feel all right?” He held her face in his hand, his gray eyes shining with such happiness that all she could do was nod. His smile disappeared as he reared back once more, his body taking a warrior’s stance.

Uh-oh.

“What do you mean Dixie told you?” He leaned over her, forcing her to lean back as he roared, “That was days ago!”

She gulped, not scared but unable to put her fears into words properly. “I…I didn’t know how to tell you. I didn’t know if you would…want the baby.”

Jason hunkered down in front of her, only wincing slightly at the pain of his bruised ribs. “Oh, love, of course I want it. It’s our baby, yours and mine. How could I not love it already?” His hand reached out to lie across her belly, and she placed hers over his.

“I love you so much.” Her voice shook as she tried to hold back her tears.

Jason’s eyes glowed with love at her words, and he picked her up to move her back to the center of the bed. He lay down on top of her as he settled his mouth over hers in a kiss so passionate he was surprised the sheets didn’t burst into flames.

Bella opened her legs for him, cradling his large body.

He slid home with a sigh of contentment, her body taking him deep inside her as if he belonged.

“I love you, lass.” Jason’s voice was rough with emotion as he slowly made love to her, using his body to show her just how much his words were true.