“I’m thinking Mexican for dinner tonight,” I say, rubbing my belly.
“Anything you want, Elizabeth,” Lucias says, coming over and holding me.
My man always knows exactly what I need, even before I do.
“Want me to call Casper and Vince? You know they’d never turn down tequila.”
I laugh and nod my head. “Sure. As long as Cas stops trying to get Amelia to ask for a gun for Christmas.”
He laughs as I put my hand on his chest and rub the place over his heart. Looking up into his eyes, I think about how damn lucky we are. He growls deep, and I feel it under my palms, heating my insides. He knows what that rumble does to me, especially when it’s between my legs. Leaning down, he trails a kiss up my neck and licks the shell of my ear.
“When’s nap time?” I ask, a little breathy. He bites my lobe, and I shiver.
“Now.”
THE END