Even not having intercourse, that was the best sex I’ve ever had.
She smiles sleepily when I pull back, and it makes my lips tip up.
“Thank you,” she says quietly.
“For what?”
She runs her hands up my chest and over my shoulders. “For not pushing. Don’t get me wrong, I’m ready, but thank you for thinking of me.”
“I want you to be sure. I don’t want to rush this.”
She plays with the small hairs on my neck.
“I am sure. I know it’s too soon, but I’ve never been more sure.” She opens her mouth to say more but pauses, cocking her head to the side contemplatively. After a moment, she resumes. “You make me feel things I’ve never felt before. They’re both scary and exhilarating.”
I run my nose along hers, then peck her lips. “I feel it too.”
“You do?” she asks, wide-eyed.
“Yes.”
Relief flashes in her eyes before she blinks slowly. A yawn escapes her, and I chuckle.
“Come on. Let’s get you cleaned up before Elijah wakes up.”
Using my fists, I hoist myself up, then grab her hand to bring her with me. My come slides down her stomach, mixing with the small scattering of hair between her legs.
It should be a sin for her to wash it off.
I’ve never had the compulsion to claim a woman before. My encounters with woman have always been casual, and I’ve never been tempted to have more.
But Remi, she came into my life in all her pregnant glory, unknowingly threatening everything I’ve worked hard to gain for years. As irrational as it may be, I’ve already claimed her, and Lord help anyone who tries to take her away.
REMI
“YOU’RE SUCH A LITTLE cutie pie, aren’t you?” I gush at Elijah and get a grin in return. I don’t know if he’s actually grinning at me or if it’s true what they say and he’s just passing gas, but I like to think it’s the former. “Momma loves her baby boy.”
Bending low, I ruffle my nose against his tiny one. Sitting back straight, I touch my fingers to his small palms and he latches on immediately. His feet, encased in white socks, kick against my stomach as he flails his chubby legs about. I smile down at him.
I love being a mom. I’ve always wanted kids, but I figured it would be with the man I loved and married. It sickens me on how Elijah was conceived, but in the end, the pain was worth it, because I gained so much more than I lost.
The desk chair squeaks as I move my legs slowly back and forth. I’m in Trouble’s office, having just fed Elijah. This is the third time I’ve come with him to work. The other days I’ve either hung out with Jenny or Jamie at their house, or I’ve been at Susan’s. Trouble’s work days are normally short, but today he has a couple of late appointments. Since he doesn’t like leaving me and Elijah for too long, he asked me to come with him today. I didn’t mind. It makes me feel special that he doesn’t like being away from us. Always wanting to keep us within close proximity. It’s also a huge turn on that he’s so protective. Add to that, I get to see him in his element. Trouble is a damn good doctor. He’s attentive and caring, and he sincerely wants what’s best for his patients. He listens to their concerns with genuine interest.
“Hey.”
Lifting my head, I look over at Susan, who’s standing just inside the doorway. She has on crème-colored slacks, with a light blue scrub shirt.
“Would you mind keeping an eye on the front. Trouble needs me in a room, but he has an appointment who should be showing up soon.”
“Sure.”
Gathering Elijah in my
arms, I put him in the bouncy seat I’ve brought with me.
“The appointments are already up on the screen. I just need you to check him in for me and let him know Dr. Trayce will be with him in a few minutes.”
“Sounds easy enough.”