“Maeve, will you marry me?”
He didn’t know what he expected, but the expression on her face was definitely not it. She wasn’t smiling and seemed very unexcited about the prospect. He quickly went from feeling optimistic and to feeling like an arsehole down on one knee. Of course, it had been too soon. She’d barely had time to sort their other shit out in her head and he was proposing. What a dick.
“I’m pregnant,” she blurted out.
Now it was his turn to look completely stunned. For a moment, he remained speechless. She finally had to prod him out of his state of shock by calling to him in a soft, coaxing voice.
“Ronan?”
“I’m sorry. That just wasn’t the answer I was expecting.”
“I’m five weeks along.”
“How long have you known?”
“Oh, a few hours now. I was sick after I spoke to you on the phone earlier and so I stopped by the doctor’s office to get checked out on my way home. Turns out, I’m pregnant.”
“Well, that is certainly . . . unexpected.”
“It was pretty unexpected for me too.”
“All right. Well, is there some reason that means you can’t marry me?”
“No.”
“No, you won’t, or no, it doesn’t mean you can’t marry me?”
“Yes.”
He looked at her in confusion, not sure if it was just him being obtuse or if she was being unclear in her own shock at both being pregnant and proposed to in short order.
“Yes, it means you can’t marry me?” he asked, not feeling so hot himself now.
“For the love of God, no. I mean, yes. Yes, I will marry you!”
“Whew. I was getting worried there.”
“Just one thing. Are you marrying me just because I’m pregnant and you think you have to?”
“Didn’t I just ask you to marry me before you told me you were pregnant?”
She seemed to think about this a moment and then smiled. “I suppose you did.”
“Are you marrying me just because you are pregnant? Do you think you have to?” he teased her.
A smile spread across her face as she answered. “I don’t have to do anything.”
Ronan laughed, knowing her well enough to know this was very much true about her. “Then I think this is yours,” he replied, slipping the engagement ring onto her finger.
“This calls for a celebration. Why are you still dressed?” she purred, pulling him upward to kiss her.
They were both eager to get naked.
“I want to see you,” he told her.
“I want to see you too.”
“You first; strip for me,” he said, looking at her as she sized him up with that cute little way of cocking her head to the side that drove him wild.
She began stripping away her clothes. She was beautiful in a way no other woman was to him, and the fact that she was now carrying his child, or children even, only made her that much hotter in his mind.
“I’m naked now. What are you going to do about it?” she teased, leaning seductively across the edge of the sofa.
He didn’t respond, instead stripping off his own clothes to show her just what she had done to him. His erection sprang from his boxers, throbbing and ready for action. He moved forward, wrapping his arms around her, and covering her mouth with his. She moaned as he moved his mouth to her neck, licking and nibbling his way toward her pulse points and stopping at the edge of an earlobe to whisper in her ear. “I am going to fuck you like a wild animal, right here, right now.”
He could feel the goosebumps scatter across her skin as he moved back up, covering her mouth with his again, tangling their tongues together in greeting. His hips rocked forward, pinning her against the sofa and grinding his pubic bone against her clit as his kisses grew hungrier, exploring her mouth deeper with a certain urgency.
His lips crushed hers, full of questions and desires, somehow rough and tender at the same time. Their tongues swayed in a solemn dance of seduction. He suckled on hers and she moaned again, creating a vibration throughout his body. He loved how she affected him. It only made him more eager for what was to come.
His heart pounded in his chest as she attempted to move downward, to take him in her mouth, but he pulled her back up, instead pushing her across the sofa and pouncing on her.
He climbed onto her like an animal conquering his prey and devoured her, his mouth finding its way to her belly and nibbling upward to slowly circle each nipple with a pointed tongue before suckling at them as she groaned beneath him.
“Oh, god. That’s so good,” she mumbled.
He pulled her arms upward, pinning them on either side of her head, and continued his slow ravaging of her flesh before pausing to look down at her beautiful face.