Текст книги "Blurred Lines"
Автор книги: Tamsyn Bester
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“Sure you’re okay?” His hand rested on my hip, and his thumb discreetly brushed over the side of my stomach.
“Never better,” I replied. “I kinda like it when you go all caveman.”
The air filled with everything we weren’t saying, along with all the questions I continuously tried to answer.
Were we more than friends?
Could we do this?
Were we ready?
Did he still love me?
Did he still want me?
We turned back towards our friends, and everyone was quiet as we took our seats. Luckily – and rather awkwardly – the silence was broken by the sound of a grumble that came from my stomach. I looked around, and felt my cheeks warm, before the raucous laughter erupted. Reid looked down at me, a warm smile on his face, and all I could do to brush off the embarrassment was shrug. “It’s your kid,” I said, taking my seat at the table. Reid sat down next to me, a ludicrous grin on his face, and replied, “Damn straight it’s my kid.”
Pride filled my chest and for the first time in weeks I felt like we were going to be okay.
Chapter 12
Reid
“When are you going to realize that I don’t want to be just the father of your baby?”
I was sat at my desk when Dane walked into my bedroom. He looked a little frazzled, and when he saw what I was reading his brows lifted quizzically.
“What?” I asked, placing the book facedown so I didn’t lose my place.
“’What To Expect When You’re Expecting’?” He chuckled.
I gave him a half-grin, and swiveled in my chair to face him. I stretched my arms, and groaned when the tension from sitting for too long left my muscles.
“Don’t laugh at me you fucker. When Kenny is pregnant with your first baby you’ll understand.”
I’d decided to start reading about pregnancy, and what to expect in the coming months. I was constantly worried about Jade, and wanted to make sure she was taking care of herself. Some of the information I’d read had been scary, and some of it was downright traumatizing – like the birthing process. I’d nearly fainted when I read about what happens to a woman’s cervix when her body gets ready to deliver a baby – but for the most part it made me feel included, like it wasn’t just Jade’s pregnancy. It was ours.
“Yeah, man, I’m just teasing.” Dane rubbed the back of his neck, and laughed nervously.
“Everything okay?” I asked, motioning for him to sit down on my bed. He wiped his hands on his jean-clad thighs, and gave me a glance. His behavior was odd to say the least, and somewhat out of character.
“There’s something I wanted to speak to you about,” he said, inhaling deeply.
“Sure, what’s up?”
“I’ve asked Kennedy to consider moving in with me when the semester is over,” he cleared his throat, “but I realize now I should’ve spoken to you first. I’m not exactly sure what your plans are with Jade for after the baby comes.”
I pursed my lips. “I haven’t even thought about that yet.”
“I’m sorry, man, I know I should’ve spoken to you first.”
I shook my head. “It’s cool, Dane. Things have changed, and I guess I need to be making plans of my own now. In fact, I think you and Kennedy should take our place.”
An idea took root in my head, and the more I rolled it around, the more I liked it.
“So you’ll live with Jade, and Ashley? With a baby?”
He was right to look dubious because that idea was madness. But no, that was not the plan.
“No, but I have something else in mind, and I think you might be just the person to help me.”
I grabbed my phone from my desk, and dialed my father’s number.
“What are you up to?” Asked Dane.
I replied with, “You’ll see,” just as my father answered.
“Hi, dad.” I smiled, feeling excitement erupt in my chest. “I need a favor.”
** ** ** ** **
When I walked into Jade’s bedroom she was bundled up beneath a blanket, along with her thick jacket, scarf, beanie, and grey knitted Uggs. I was late, and she’d obviously fallen asleep waiting me. I leaned down, and brushed her hair from her face.
“No,” she mumbled, hiding her face. “Sleep. I need more sleep.”
I sat down, and placed my hand on her back. “I wish I could let you sleep, but we have an appointment to get to, remember?”
Jade’s eyes opened slowly, and she pushed herself up on one arm. “I was waiting for you,” she said with a yawn. “And then I fell asleep.”
“My last class ran late,” I told her. “And it’s raining outside, so I got held up.”
“I need to use the bathroom,” she murmured, heading into the bathroom. “And then I’ll be ready.”
I nodded, and waited for her to finish up. She was zipping up her jacket, but I stood up, and stopped her.
“Do I not look okay?” She asked, looking up at me. “I can change.”
Closing the gap between us, I parted her jacket and rested my hands on her growing belly. In the last two weeks she’d started showing, and the rounder her body became – her hips, her breasts, her stomach – the more I found myself wanting her. It was a heady feeling, seeing her body change to accommodate the growth of our baby.
“You look perfect,” I whispered. The temptation to pull her into a kiss rocked me on my feet, but I was still unsure about where we stood. Neither of us had broached the topic of our relationship, it was just easier to assume our new roles as soon-to-be parents than determine whether or not we could go back to how things used to be.
“We’d better go,” she said, clearing her throat and dropping her hopeful gaze. “We’re going to be late.”
My hands fell, and the excitement in my chest changed to both disappointment and frustration. We still had so much to figure out, and were no closer to doing it than we were before I found out Jade was pregnant. Rather than talking about it, we drove to the doctor in an uncomfortable silence. Jade was fidgeting with her hands, and it would have been so easy for me to reach over, and calm her. But instead, I kept one hand my steering wheel and another on the arm rest between us. The rain beat lightly on the windshield, and I had Bastille – Jade’s favorite – playing through the stereo.
It was unsettling, to be sitting next to a woman I’d known my entire life, and not know how to talk about our situation. I wanted to ask her what she wanted, but the fear of having her reject me again stopped me, and I didn’t know how to move past it.
THE NURSE SMILED when she walked in, and looked a little surprised to see me. She stuck out her hand, and I took it. “I’m Sirenda. You must be dad.”
“Yes ma’am,” I replied. “Reid Cole.”
“Nice to meet you, Reid.” She turned towards where Jade was lying down on the bed, her expression reading of kindness and familiarity.
“You ready to see your baby?”
Jade’s face broke out into a bright grin, and she showed no signs of nervousness. Only eagerness. She looked calm, whereas I couldn’t stop wiping my hands down the front of my jeans. Jade had already been through this once before, but the thought of seeing our baby for the first time, hearing the heartbeat, had my heart lodged somewhere between my sternum and my throat. After this, it would be real to me.
Jade’s squeal pulled me out of my anxious stupor, and I watched as the nurse squirted some gel onto her belly. She used the wand to spread it around, and clicked on the ultrasound machine.
“Everything looks good so far,” said the nurse. After another click, the volume of the machine became louder, and we all grew quiet as the space was filled with a loud woosh and then a steady ‘thump-thump thump-thump’.
I could feel Jade’s eyes on the side of my face, but I couldn’t look away from the shape on the screen, or the sound that – if possible – brought me to my knees.
That was my baby’s heartbeat.
Strong.
Steady.
“Perfect,” the nurse murmured. “Baby is at ten inches, head to heel, and weighs around ten and a half ounces. That’s great.”
“Is there a reason I’m only showing now?” Asked Jade.
The nurse continued to move the wand around while she replied, “Well, considering your baby is healthy, and growing as expected, it could mean that you’re carrying closer to your spine. Baby will move around a bit more now, so your belly will likely grow bigger.”
When I found my voice, I managed to ask, “Can we find out the sex?”
“Let’s see if baby will show us,” she replied, still smiling at the screen. I felt Jade’s hand slide into mine, and she squeezed. I returned it, stepping closer until I could take a seat next to the bed.
“It looks like you are expecting a girl,” said the nurse. She wriggled the wand again, and laughed. “Yep, baby girl’s legs are wide open.”
Jade sniffled beside me, and instinctively I moved in to kiss her temple.
We’re having a girl.
“I’ll print these for you,” the nurse continued, cleaning up Jade’s wet stomach. “I want you to come back in four weeks, and keep taking those vitamins. You’ll start feeling her move now, and it might feel like butterflies, but she’s just letting you know she’s really in there.”
“I read that faintness, and dizziness were normal around this stage of the pregnancy, is that true?”
Jade looked surprised, as did the nurse.
“Yes, that’s all symptoms of the second trimester. You could also experience indigestion, and swelling of your feet and ankles. That’s all normal.”
“And iron,” I added. “Jade has to eat more iron, right?”
“Yes,” the nurse chuckled. “I’m impressed. You have to be the most knowledgeable father I’ve had walk through my doors.”
I shrugged. “I wanted to make sure I knew what to expect. I want to be there for Jade anyway I can.”
“I’m glad,” replied the nurse. “You won’t believe how many couples your age come in here, where the dad has no interest at all.”
“Oh,” said Jade, sitting up. “We’re not a couple.”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean – ”
“It’s fine,” I said a little too harshly. Jade’s words had stung, cementing the fear I’d been mulling over in the car on the drive here.
With one last awkward smile, the nurse left, and the elation I’d felt only moments ago was dampened.
“Reid.” Jade wrapped her hand around my forearm, and turned me to face her.
“What’s wrong? I thought you’d be happy.”
“I am,” I replied. “But I wish you’d give me some direction as to where we stand. When are you going to realize that I don’t want to be just the father of your baby?”
Her mouth dropped open, but she was cut off when my phone rang. I pulled it from my pocket with a sigh, and saw that it was my mother calling.
I turned away from Jade. “Hi Mom.”
“Hi, sweetheart. Are you kids still busy?”
“No,” I replied. “We just got done. We’re heading back to campus now.”
“Oh good, I caught you just in time. We’re having lunch with Erik and Raquel, and we’d all love to see you. Raquel and I are dying to hear how your appointment went.”
I pinched the bridge of my nose. “I don’t know, Mom. I really need to get Jade home.”
Jade appeared at my side. “It’s fine,” she said softly. “Let’s go.”
“Please honey,” my mom’s voice came through the phone. “You don’t have to stay long.”
Jade pleaded with her eyes, and my mother pleaded over the phone. I groaned because the women in my life had me wrapped around their fucking fingers.
“Alright, we’ll be there in about twenty or so minutes.”
“Great,” my mother replied with glee. “We’ll see you soon.”
WE STOPPED OUTSIDE OF Jade’s parents’ house, and Jade’s mother, Raquel, and my mother were already opening her car door. They both gushed, and ‘oohed’ and ‘aahed’, firing questions about the baby. I greeted both mom’s with a kiss on the cheek, and walked to the front door where our fathers were waiting. My father pulled me into a half hug, and patted me on the back. “Son. It’s good to see you.”
“You too,” I replied honestly.
I stuck my hand out for Jade’s father, Erik, to shake, and he did so without much hesitation. I knew he’d been angry when he found out Jade was pregnant, but he seemed better now. Either way, we needed to have a conversation.
“Erik,” I greeted.
“Reid.” His eyes remained cool, as did his demeanor, and I could tell he was sizing me up. He’d never had a problem with me or my friendship with Jade growing up, but I hated that he now looked at me as the guy who got his daughter knocked up.
“Can we talk?” I asked, tightening my grip on his hand.
He nodded, and walked inside without bothering to wait for me to follow. Jade’s parent’s house was a large colonial style mansion with two staircases leading up the second floor. The floor was tiled in the foyer and the kitchen, but the rest of the house had lush, dark carpets.
I followed Erik to his study, a large room down the hallway on the first floor, and squelched any reservations while he shut the door. This conversation was a month overdue, but he couldn’t blame me when Jade had kept her pregnancy a secret until two weeks ago.
“I figured we could get this out the way now,” I said. “I don’t want any tension between us when the baby comes, and I don’t want the rest of Jade’s pregnancy to be stressful either.”
“I agree,” replied Erik. He opened a glass cabinet, and took a bottle of Johnny Walker Blue out with two tumblers. He poured it neat, no ice, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that he was testing me.
He handed me a glass, and watched as I took a generous sip, unflinching when the amber liquid burned my throat.
“I’m not going to lie and say that I was thrilled when Jade told me she was pregnant,” Erik started. He leant against his desk, and I remained standing. “I was just hoping she would have made a smarter choice. You kids are still young, and you’re still in college, so you can understand my concern, can’t you Reid?”
“Yes sir,” I replied. “But I need you to know that I love Jade, and I will do everything in my power to do right by her and our child. They come first. Always.”
“I don’t doubt you, Reid, but I need you to show me that you’ll take care of my little girl, and my grandbaby.”
In that moment everything became clearer to me. I understood Erik’s concern, because I was able to put myself in his shoes. If it were my daughter I would have reacted the same way he had.
If it was my daughter.
“I will,” I told him. “You have my word.”
He tipped his glass in my direction, and I finally relaxed. We finished our drinks and joined the rest of our families in the dining room. Jade was huddled between our teary-eyed mothers, and they were looking at the latest ultrasound picture. Erik joined them, and Raquel hugged him around the waist.
“What did I miss?” He asked, smiling down at his emotional wife.
“A girl,” she cried. “Jade is having a little girl.”
“Everything okay?” My father had stepped up to my side, but I’d been too preoccupied with watching Jade to notice.
“Yeah,” I replied. “Erik and I had some things to clear up.”
“That’s not what I was referring to,” he said. “I can see something is troubling you.”
“We can talk about it later, Dad. Were you able to get the info I asked for?”
“Yes,” he sipped a beer. “I got everything. Are you sure about it, though?”
“I’m sure of one thing,” I said. “I want to make sure that Jade and the baby are taken care of.”
“And you and Jade?”
I lifted my shoulders and expelled a heavy breath. “I don’t know, Dad. One minute we’re going forward, and the next she’s shutting me down, and pushing me four steps back. I feel like all I can do right now is take care of the mother of my child. I’m not sure she’ll ever want to be more.”
My father put his hand on my shoulder, and I looked at him. “Maybe she’s just as scared as you are.”
Chapter 13
Jade
You’re the man I can’t envision my future without
I could feel the tension between Reid and me permeating the air. I knew I had to say something, but I wasn’t sure I could find the words to fix my mistake. We’d had a pleasant afternoon at my parents, and the joint excitement from our mother’s over the news that we were having a little girl, was a welcomed distraction, but distractions didn’t last forever and I had to talk to him eventually.
Reid lingered at my apartment door, looking more uncomfortable than I’d ever seen him.
“Do you want to stay?” I asked, hoping he would say yes. Somewhere in the weeks after that first night we’d stayed together at his place, it became somewhat of a regular occurrence. Looking back on it now I thought it may have added to our already confusing circumstances.
“I think it’s better if I get back to my place,” he replied, not lifting his head. I should have been offended that something on his shoe was more interesting than talking to me, but how could I when it was my fault he couldn’t look at me?
“Reid,” I stepped closer, grateful that we were alone. “I think it’s time we had a talk. About us.”
His head lifted, but his expression remained shuttered. If there was one thing I truly hated it was when he shut himself off from me. Even during the months that he dated Stella I could always read him, but tonight he was guarded.
“I’m not sure there’s much to talk about. You made it pretty clear this afternoon where you stand.”
“Are you going to hold that against me forever?” I snapped, allowing my exasperation to get the better of me.
Reid’s gaze bounced around, and he tightened his jaw, two things that gave away his agitation. “Like I said, I don’t think there’s much left to talk about at this point.”
I wanted to scream. This man infuriated me to no end, and when he shut down on me I wanted to slap him. Deciding I’d had enough, I crossed the room until we were only an arm-length apart.
“All I want is for you tell me what’s going on in your head,” I said quietly. “Because I’m tired of trying to figure it out. Tell me what you want from me, Reid. Please.”
“Nothing,” he replied, his voice void of any emotion. “I don’t want anything from you, Jade. Not anymore.”
I glowered at him, and as hard as I tried to hide what I was feeling, I just couldn’t. His words were like a knife to the chest, tearing through flesh and bone until everything was shredded.
“You’re leaving me?” My breath caught in my throat as I tried to grasp what he meant.
He frowned. “No, but I’m tired of fighting for us on my own. You are the mother of my child, and it’s my responsibility to take care of you, both of you, and that’s what I’ll do.”
And there it was – my fear that he was only sticking around out of obligation, and not because he wanted to.
“Don’t do me any favors,” I bit out, grappling for some control, “If you want to leave, the door is right behind you. I don’t want to be just a responsibility, and there’s no way I will allow our child to feel like some kind of burden.”
Reid’s arms flew up, and his shutters came down when he half-yelled, “You are not just a fucking responsibility. I love you, more than anything or anyone, and you keep pushing me away. You are so much more than just the mother of my child, but I can’t force you to see that. Tell me what more I can do to make you understand that you are everything to me, because I’m hanging on by a damn thread hoping that a part of you might feel the same way.”
My heart stuttered to life, and it took me a minute to find my voice. I’d been so afraid that he no longer wanted to be with me, that I failed to see how my actions had affected him. Had he been just as afraid as I was?
I knew how I felt about him, but something stopped me from saying it straight away. He mistook my silence for something it wasn’t, a confirmation that I didn’t reciprocate his feelings, but before he reached the door I stopped him. We’d wasted too much time dancing around the issue of us and I didn’t want to waste any more. It meant I had to tell him everything, whether I was ready or not.
“I’m scared,” I said, holding on to his jacket. His back was to me, but at least he was listening. “I’m scared that the only reason you’re sticking around is because I’m pregnant.”
That made him turn, and the look in his eyes had me taking a step back. His brows were furrowed, and his mouth drawn tight.
“Have you not heard a word I just said?”
“I know I’ve pushed you away,” I continued. “But I have no idea what I’m doing, and the thought of you being with me out of obligation has me terrified. I’ve been fumbling around in the dark without realizing that you were fumbling right alongside me.”
Reid remained quiet, but his eyes flared with everything he’d been hiding from me. When he didn’t speak, I carried on until I’d bled my heart dry.
“You’re my best friend, and when I screwed things up I felt so lost without you. Then I found out I was pregnant and I ignorantly convinced myself you were going to run as soon as soon as I told you. I was so wrong, and I see now that I don’t want to have this baby without you. You’re more than just the father of my child, you’re my soul mate,” – the tears fell, because I was pregnant and hormonal for fuck sakes, and I couldn’t control them – “you’re my better half, you’re my best friend, and you’re the man I can’t envision my future without,” – I caught my breath – “and I love you more now than I ever thought possible.”
The quiet that followed my little speech was deafening, and I found myself holding my breath in anticipation of what Reid would say next. Time passed in slow motion, and I swore I could hear every tick of the clock on the kitchen.
“Are you done?” He asked, lifting a brow.
My face fell and I started to worry that I’d said something he didn’t want to hear. Had I misread everything?
I tried stepping back, but Reid caught my wrist and pulled me into him. He gazed down at me, and I waited, unsure of what to expect.
“I want to kiss you so bad,” he whispered.
“Then kiss me. Right now. Like it’s the first time.”
Reid leaned in until our lips brushed. It was gentle, teasing, and not enough. I brought my arms around his neck, and reached onto the balls of my feet, pressing my mouth harder against his. His hands moved to my waist, caressing the swell of my stomach, and the new roundness of my hips. His tongue traced my bottom lip, and when I opened for him I couldn’t help but sigh. It was so much better than the first time he’d kissed me like this, because for us it felt like a clean slate. We’d never forget how we got here, but we could start over and let go of the fears that had been holding us back all this time.
Reid groaned, and the rumble in his chest made me shiver.
“I want you,” he murmured after breaking our kiss.
“You have me,” I spoke softly.
His mouth lifted at the side, and his boyish grin made my insides warm with elation. “I’ve waited a lifetime for you, Jade Matthews.”
“No more waiting,” – I kissed him again, because his lips were right there – “No more games. It’s just you, and me, and our baby girl.”
“It’s always been that way, you were just too stubborn to see it,” he chuckled. The light in his eyes was a welcomed sight, something I’d missed all these months.
“But I still love you,” he added, “Even when you drive me crazy, and when you piss me off.”
“Then we’re even, Mr. Cole, because nobody drives me crazier than you do.”
“But you still love me.”
I gave him a shy smile, and cupped his cheek in my hand, brushing my thumb over his bottom lip. “I don’t think I ever stopped.”
A DELICIOUS SMELL stirred me from my sleep, and when I rolled over, expecting to find Reid, the bed was empty. I took Reid’s black button down shirt from the back of my chair, and inhaled it after slipping it on over my cotton t-shirt.
I walked into the hallway, and found Reid making breakfast in the kitchen. He was wearing his cotton drawstring pajama bottoms, and a black t-shirt that fit him a little too snuggly. Not that I was complaining. The view was enough to have my blood racing, and I wanted nothing more than have him for breakfast.
My stomach grumbled, reminding me that I was actually hungry for real food, and it was loud enough to alert Reid to my presence.
He turned around, and when he saw me leaning against the breakfast counter behind him, he gave that secretive panty-dropping smile that made me weak at the knees. He was such a cliché – beautiful boy with blond hair, green eyes, and smile that made women want to rip off their own underwear – but knowing I didn’t have to share that side of him made me so incredibly happy. Last night was a turning point, and rather than moving around and around in circles, we could finally move forward.
“I was wondering when you were going to wake up,” he said, turning back to whatever he had on the stove.
“If it weren’t for the smell of food, I would still be sleeping. I’m starving.”
Reid moved a pan to the side, and switched the stove off before rounding the counter and stopping in front of me. “Did you get sick this morning?” He asked, his brows drawing in.
I shook my head. “No, but I haven’t in a while, so I guess the morning sickness is finally over.”
“Thank God,” he laughed. “I hated seeing you like that and not being able to make it better.”
I wrapped my arms around his waist, and looked up. “You did make it better though, by being here.”
“Always,” he murmured before pressing his lips against mine. I let out a shocked scream when he picked me up, and deposited me on the counter with my back to the living room. When he stepped between my legs, I locked my ankles at the base of his back and held him closer. With deft fingers he started unbuttoning his shirt, stopping below mid-chest, and snuck his hand beneath my t-shirt until he found my breast. They were getting bigger, and were more sensitive with each passing week. Reid seemed to be aware of the fact though because his hands were gentle, careful, and yet still very much attune with how crazy he was making me.
“They’re fuller,” he remarked, tweaking my nipple. “Have I told you how much I love the changes in your body?”
“I hope you say that when I’m about ready to pop,” I replied between a moan, and a needy sigh. “Please,” I begged, “Keep doing that.”
I closed my eyes, and focused on the way my body bowed beneath Reid’s hands, like he was masterfully taking control of it.
My hips started moving then, seeking him out, and rubbing against the very noticeable erection beneath his pajama bottoms.
I wanted to ask him to stop messing around, and just do me, but I wasn’t exactly sure how to go about it after we’d only just redefined our relationship. I wanted him to take the lead because I needed him for direction more than he realized.
While one hand continued to massage my over-sensitized breast, I felt his other slide down my side, and into my cotton sleep shorts. They were by no means appropriate for the cold temperatures, but I got hot way too easily, and if it meant Reid could have easy access like he did right then, there was no way he’d get me out of them anytime soon.
“My girl’s a little horny this morning,” he said. I could hear the smugness in his grin but any comeback was halted when his fingers started moving over my clit.
“Oh Dios,” I moaned, struggling with the rush of sensation traveling down between my legs. They said pregnant women had an increase in sex drive, and they sure as hell weren’t lying. I was already approaching that highly sought after mind-numbing orgasm, and Reid knew it too.
“You’re so sexy when you’re flustered,” he told me, his voice thick and husky. I opened my mouth, ready to tell him I needed to come, but the words evaporated when two of his long fingers entered me. I sucked in a shaky breath, and opened my eyes, watching his face while he coaxed my body closer to the edge of oblivion. I lifted my hand, and held on to his neck and when I finally shattered, my nails dug into his soft flesh beneath his hairline. My teeth sunk into my bottom lip, stifling my scream, and my toes curled while I rode out my orgasm. I was panting, and shaking, and Reid simply watched, enamored with what he saw.
He pulled his fingers out, and the sight of him licking them clean evoked a fresh round of quivers. “That was...” I breathed out, unable to find the right words to describe it.
“You were...” he replied teasingly. I slowly started to right myself but then stopped.
That’s when I felt it.
A flutter in my stomach.
My eyes widened, and I looked down at my round belly.
“What is it?” Asked Reid. “Did I hurt you?”
I shook my head, and gasped when I felt the movement again.
“Jade?”
I looked up, and met Reid’s nervous gaze. “She moved.”
Reid’s eyes fell between us, and I reached for his hand, placing it on the exact spot I felt our daughter kick.
C’mon sweet girl, I prodded. Move for daddy.
My eyes never left his face, and when he felt the slight jolt beneath his hand, his head whipped up in surprise.
“You feel it?” I whispered.
He grinned, and lowered his head. He lifted my shirt, exposing my belly, and placed the softest kiss just above my belly button.
“We can’t wait to meet you baby girl.”
I smiled, and my heart felt ready to explode. I wanted more of these moments, moments so pure, and untainted by the bumpy road it took for Reid and me to get here.
Reid righted himself, and I leaned forward until I could kiss him. When he backed away, I noticed that his pajama bottoms were tented, and couldn’t help but giggle.
“Can I help you with that?”
He looked down, hands on his hips, and smirked. “Na, I’ll just have a cold shower.”
“You sure? I could easily go for round two.”
That was no lie. Thinking about what Reid would eventually look like holding our baby turned me on, and knowing what he had going on down below only made it worse.
He stepped closer, and brought his hands to my hips. “I’m tempted, but there’s one thing I want us to do before we...you know.” His cheeks reddened, and there were few things I found sexier than making him blush. He was such a man, and yet couldn’t even talk about us having sex without turning red. Yeah, I wanted to keep him.
“What’s that?” I asked, hugging his waist.
“Buy a house?”
I’m sorry say what now?
