More than Friends

“You’re an amazing father, Dean. Our children are lucky to have you.”

“I always knew you would be a good mom. You took care of the twins and me all through college.”

I laugh. “I guess I was like the unofficial house mother to you idiots. Someone had to keep your asses in check.”

“I still need you to keep me on track.” He squeezes me tight against him. “You make me a better man, Kitten.”

“We make a good team,” I confess.

He nods, rubbing his chin against my head. Then, he takes my hand and wraps it around his growing erection.

I peek up at him with a smile on my lips. “Does this mean you want to make another baby right now?”

“I want it all with y

ou, Kitten.”

His words are like music to my ears. After waiting months for Dean to forgive me, Noah has brought us back together. Dean is still my best friend, except now he’s the father of my son and the love of my life.

Chapter 24

Nine months after Noah’s birth

Kat

I make it through the door and rush into Noah’s bedroom with a few minutes to spare before Dean calls out from the living room that he’s home.

“In here,” I say, my fingers working faster to get Noah into his new shirt. I didn’t want to ruin the surprise. A few minutes later and all of my planning would have gone to shit.

“Kitten.” Dean hugs me from behind, just as I lift Noah from the dressing table and hold him tight against my chest. He buries his face in my neck and reaches around to rub Noah on his back. “I missed you two so much this week.”

“We missed you, too, Daddy.” I turn around to face Dean and plant a kiss on his lips.

Noah stirs in my arms, making those cute baby sounds I love so much. He napped all through my appointment and the entire car ride back to the condo. All week, Noah has only taken short catnaps, depriving me of sleep. With Dean on the road, it’s as if Noah senses that he’s not around. At least Dean is home with us now—where he belongs.

My lids are heavy, but the adrenaline that rushes through my veins is keeping me awake. When Dean cups the side of my face with his hand, I lean into his touch and close my eyes. Dean parts my lips with his tongue, leaving me wanting more, before bending down to press his lips to Noah’s forehead.

“Hey, Little Man. Have you been keeping your Mommy out of trouble?”

I laugh. “Noah has to keep you in line, not me.”

Dean peels Noah from my arms and holds him up to make funny faces at him. Noah giggles at Dean.

“Did you notice his shirt?”

Dean looks at me, confused. “Is it new?”

“Did you even bother to read it?”

He glances at Noah’s shirt, his eyes and mouth widening in shock. “I’m going to be a big brother,” he reads aloud. Dean holds me with his intense gaze, a smile forming on his lips. “Are you pregnant?”

I take his hand and place it on my stomach. “I wanted to be sure before I said anything.”

“Are you kidding?”

“Nope. You said you wanted to start your own team. Well, here’s your chance.”

Speechless, he shakes his head in disbelief. “I didn’t think it would be so soon.”