“Thank fuck.”
“Dare.”
“Sorry. We’ve been here a long damn time. Not exactly the place I was looking to spend my honeymoon.”
“No, I don’t suppose it was. I really am sorry about this whole thing—” He kissed me again, with more than a bit of pent-up frustration.
“I don’t want to talk about that emo kid. I want you under me so I can show you how excited I am to be your husband.”
I swallowed. “Is that right?” I stared at his neck, not quite able to look him in the eyes. “I was wondering if you still wanted me like that.”
“What? Of course I do. I can’t keep my damn hands off you.”
I nodded. “It’s not like we don’t have sex or anything, but you know. Not like we did at first.”
“What?” He sighed. “What are you talking about? Every time I look at you, I want to get you naked.”
“It’s good you still want to have sex with me, but it’s different.”
“Of course it’s different. I’m not banging some girl I don’t know anymore.”
“Well, maybe I want to be banged.”
“What?”
I didn’t know how to explain. Was I really so wrong about everything about us? “I want all that passion. I was so afraid you didn’t see me as a woman anymore. Just someone you had to deal with out of duty.”
“Oh, for fuck’s sake, Kel. I can’t stop thinking about you. Please tell me I can take you home and show you. I’m way better at that than words. Because believe me, after tonight, you’ll have no doubts.”
I swallowed hard, darting a glance back at the hospital.
All of a sudden, I was having trouble speaking without fidgeting. Laying it all on the line was so hard. “It’s a girl. Sage had a girl. I think her name is going to be Star. Not sure how that got by Oliver, but it did. I’m sure there’s one hell of a story behind her name.”
“Great.” Dare took my hand and headed into the hospital. This time, Dare’s ass was the one on fire and so was mine. Or maybe it was my panties. “Can’t wait to hear the story another day. Right now, we’re getting our stuff and I’m taking my wife home for a proper honeymoon fuck.”
God, that sounded amazing.
Saying goodbye to everyone took much longer than I could stand. We both tried to get out of conversations, our gaze drifting to each other with way more steam than should be happening in a baby ward. And just when I thought we were finally in the home stretch—I even had my purse and jacket in hand—the nurse came out to tell us we could see the baby.
I couldn’t not go look.
I could feel the matching frustration in Dare as we walked hand-in-hand to the viewing room. There were only a handful of babies. All little bundles swaddled tight in pink and blue blankets. A few were fussing, but most were sleeping.
And right in the middle was baby Hamilton.
“She’s perfect.”
Dare moved behind me, his arms around my middle, the flat of his hand over my still flat stomach. “Soon, that’ll be us with a little one getting toasty warm.”
I giggled as I pressed my hand to the glass. “Do you want a boy or a girl?”
“The right answer is whichever is healthy. But if I end up with a girl who looks like you, I may end up in jail. There’s no way I’ll survive it.”
I turned in his arms and linked my fingers at the back of his neck. “I probably shouldn’t love that answer so much, but I do. Take me home.”
“About time.”
We practically raced down the hallway. We caught sight of Ally in a small alcove and we both froze, but we didn’t have to worry. She was too busy with Seth to bother with us.