Ranger's Baby Surprise (Special Forces Elite 2)

“Is that so?”

I nodded. “Want a preview before tonight?”

He brushed his lips over mine. “I’d love a preview, but I have to go over the schematics over the venue.”

I stuck my bottom lip out. “Schematics over sex?”

“Believe me. Not an easy decision, but the dinner is only a few hours away, unless you want to cancel. In that case I promise to put your dress to good use right now.” He gripped my ass roughly and I moaned. “Want a trade?” he taunted.

I shook my head. “You know I can’t do that.”

“Then sex will wait.”

I wrinkled my nose. “Fine.” He took a step back. “But you aren’t leaving, are you?” Little alarm bells went off under my skin. I didn’t want to stay in the beach house even if I was under heavy protection.

“No. I’ll be here. I’ve had everything sent to my tablet. I’m not leaving.”

I sighed. “Good. Maybe I’ll lie down then. Can you work in my room? There’s a desk.”

“I can do that.”

He followed me down the hall to the master bedroom. It was a suite I remodeled as soon as I bought the house. There were soft blush hues mixed with a pale sky blue. I liked to think it was somehow both cool and warm at the same time.

He watched as I curled up in the center of the bed. Reid pulled a blanket over me, draping it at my shoulders.

“Don’t let me oversleep,” I warned. “I need at least two hours for hair and makeup.”

“Got it. I remember your schedule.” He smiled.

“I remember all of this.” I knew I sounded sleepy. My body felt heavy and exhausted.

“All of what?” he asked, running a hand over my hip.

My eyes burned too much to open. “The way we fit together.” I turned into the feather pillow. “The way your hands feel. The bourbon you drink.”

“You remember all that?”

“Mmmhmm.” I nodded. “And how no one else in their right mind gets up at 5am to work out. Except us.”

“What?”

I thought there was something different in his voice.

“I never dated anyone after you who wanted to wake up before five. We’re the crazy ones, I guess.” I didn’t know if either of us liked it as much as it was what we had trained our bodies to do.

“No one else you dated…” His voice trailed off. “Holy fuck.”

My eyes blinked open.

“I-I didn’t mean to say I dated other people.”

He waved me off. “Not that. I dated other people, Abi.”

“It’s ok. I know.” I just wanted him to rub my hip and put me back to sleep.

“No. I said something once.” He walked from the bed and paced in front of the window.

This nap was going nowhere. I pushed myself up. “What is it, Reid?”