Playing with Danger (Desire Bay 2)

“Grant!” She ran around the bar and straight at him, throwing herself into his arms. He wrapped her up, her feet lifting off the floor as he kissed her.

“I missed you so much,” he said and kissed her neck, her eyelids, her nose.

“You were only gone a week,” she said.

“Don’t remind me. You need to come with me next time. I can’t be away from you that long.” He kissed her again.

“Well, I don’t think I can,” she said, and he leaned back, setting her down on her feet.

“Why?”

She shrugged. “I’m just not sure if I’m allowed to fly during my first trimester.”

“What does that—” Grant cut off his own words, and his dark eyes shot wide. “Are you . . .” He placed a hand on her stomach.

She nodded and smiled. “You’re going to be a daddy.”

A bright white smile took up his whole face, and he hugged her again, kissing her like crazy all over her mouth.

“And you’re going to be the best mother in the world.” He cupped her face and kissed her hard. “My baby’s having my baby!” he yelled out, and the entire bar cheered.

Then Larry hollered, “Yeah, just watch out for those mood swings. Especially from Hannah—good luck to you, mister.”

Hannah laughed. Grant didn’t.

“Oh, shit, he’s got a point,” Grant said, looking down with a playful tease in his eyes. “You’re stubborn and feisty without extra hormones . . .”

“Better watch your back, then, Laythem, because I’m coming for you.”

He kissed her softly on the lips. “I wouldn’t have it any other way. I’m at your service.”

“Well, that’s good, because I need your help with something,” she whispered against his mouth.

“Anything.”

“I need you to take me home and remind me why I miss you so much.”

He grinned and smacked her butt.

“Done!”