“Shut up, Noah,” his father said. That time, Noah backed off.
“I did,” Ryan said with a smile. “Somewhere in Tuscany or maybe Interlaken.”
“Don’t forget Amsterdam,” I added.
He pushed my hair back from my face. I was wearing it down because he told me he liked it down. “Or Paris.”
“Jesus, thank god you love him,” Carter said.
“Poor Carter is having a heart attack,” Ryan said, turning to him. “But Kellie is family now. So, it’s okay if I decide I want to kiss her instead of having her take dictation.”
“Wait, wait, wait,” Andi finally chimed in. “You got pregnant in Europe? That’s like nearly two months ago. You didn’t tell me.”
I shrugged. “As you know, I took too long to tell anyone.” I looked at Ryan.
He rubbed my back.
I turned to Andi. “Guess what? I’m pregnant.”
She pursed her hips but smiled. “You better name it Amanda.”
“Amanda is a terrible name for a boy,” Noah said. “By the way, how do you get Andi from Amanda?”
“I hate Mandy, which is the normal nickname.”
“Because it sounds like a porn star?” Noah said to Andi.
Margaret rolled her eyes and then said, “Behave you two.”
“Come on, I have some dictation that needs taking,” Ryan said, taking my hand and leading me out of the conference room.
As we did, his father intervened and gave us both a hug. Hunter and Carter shook Ryan’s hand and gave me a hug. Even Noah came to congratulate us, and of course Andi did too, and then made me promise to give her all the details later.
When we got back to Ryan’s office, he said, “Lock the door behind you.”
“Yes, Mr. Strong,” I said, doing that he asked.
“Then come here and sit on the edge of my desk.”
All my girly parts flared to life. “Why Mr. Strong.” I sat on the edge of his desk.
“I’ve had a fantasy for forever about having you on my desk. Now I can.”
“I take it that we don’t need to keep our personal and professional lives separate anymore?” I picked up a pen and paper like I was going to take dictation.
He took them both and tossed them over his shoulder. “Our personal life comes first. I promise that. I’ll walk away from the company before I risk losing you again.”
My heart filled in my chest. I used his tie to tug him closer. “So tell me, Mr. Strong, does this fantasy involve a blow job or taking me from behind?”
He groaned. “All of the above and more.” Then he kissed me. My prince charming. The man who was going to give me my happily ever after.
“Ryan?”
“Hmmm?” he murmured as he kissed my neck and undid the buttons of my shirt.
“The heart charm that I got in Paris?”
He lifted his head. “What about it?”