“Ian, we have company.”
“That doesn’t mean I can’t have a few minutes alone with my wife,” he said, nuzzling her nose against his.
She sighed. “I love you,” she said, wrapping her arms around his neck.
“I love you too.”
She bit down on her lower lip. “I wasn’t going to do this now but… why not? It’s Christmas. I want to give you your present,” she murmured.
He arched his hips against hers. “Yeah? Right now?” His cock nestled into the vee of her thighs.
“Not that, your dirty man. Get your mind off of sex for a minute.”
He laughed. “Okay what’s my present?” he asked.
She leaned in and whispered in his ear. “You’re going to be a daddy again. Merry Christmas.”
His heart skipped a beat. “Seriously?”
She eased back, meeting his gaze. “I wouldn’t joke about that.
“God, Ri. That’s the best gift you could ever give me. I love you so damned much. And I love our family.”
“And I love you, Ian Dare.” Her lips found his and locked in a long, wet, sensual kiss… until a loud banging sounded on the door.
“Mommy! Daddy! I spilt milk on my dress!” Rainey wailed, the loud banging continuing.
They broke the kiss, laughing. “This is what we asked for,” Ian said with a grin.
He stepped over to the door and swung it open. “Mr. Dare! I’m sorry. She got away from me.”
“That’s okay, Loretta. I’ve got her,” Riley said, rushing over to her crying daughter.
“We’ve got her,” Ian said. He grabbed her and lifted her up into his arms. “Let’s go clean you up, princess. Then you can get back to your cousins.”
Riley slipped her hand into his and together they took care of their daughter and headed back to enjoy Christmas day with the family. After all, they had a lot to celebrate.