Total pages in book: 54
Estimated words: 51647 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 258(@200wpm)___ 207(@250wpm)___ 172(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 51647 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 258(@200wpm)___ 207(@250wpm)___ 172(@300wpm)
“Have you thought of any names?”
“If it’s a boy, I was thinking Noah.”
“I like that name,” he says with a smile. “Noah Crawford. And if it’s a girl?”
“I like Savanna.”
He smiles. “Me, too. Wait until I tell my mom she’s going to be a grandmother. This baby might get her to leave Florida.”
“I’ll need some help when you’re on the road.”
He stands, still holding onto my hips, and plants a kiss on my cheek. “We’ll make it work.”
“Are you less mad now?”
“No, I’m still angry with you.” He moves his hands to my shoulders. “Please don’t lie to me again.”
“I promise. Never again. Full disclose for now on.”
“I need to get in bed,” he says. “I feel like shit.”
I stare at his ass and the muscles bulging from his back as he walks away. “Are you going to sleep in a towel?”
He strips the towel from his waist and throws it in my direction. It lands on the floor at my feet. My mouth falls open at the sight of his naked body.
“You did that on purpose, didn’t you?”
He turns around to smirk at me, his muscular body on full display. “Night, Kat.”
“Night,” I mutter, too focused on his toned ass as he heads toward his bedroom.
Even though he’s pissed, I know Dean will forgive me. And when he does, everything will fall into place.
Chapter Twenty-Four
DEAN
Kat follows me into the bedroom and flicks on the light. I spin around to face her. When I see the heated look in her eyes, I cross the bedroom to close the distance between us. I don’t know what to do. I’m still mad at her for keeping the truth from me. But I can’t deny the way my heart pounds for Kat. This isn’t how we planned our life together, but it’s how it has to start. Because we have a baby on the way.
I pull her to me, and her soft lips graze mine. “I missed you, Kitten.”
Kat wets her lips. “I missed you, too.”
She hooks her arms around my neck and leans into me, parting my lips with her tongue. I slowly strip away every inch of her clothing until there’s a pile on the floor. When our lips finally separate, she stares into my eyes, her blue irises burning into mine. The tension between us is palpable, so thick and tense I can feel it on my skin. I lower Kat to the mattress and take a second to look at her naked body.
I run my hand over her stomach. She’s gained some weight but not much. I know her body well enough to see the little bump. I’m still in shock, not yet ready to process the news. But I’m excited about the baby. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with Kat. Instead of moving at a snail’s pace, we’re moving at light speed, and I’m okay with that.
I place light kisses up each of her thighs, taking my time as I make my way to her stomach. Knowing my baby is growing inside her does something to me. I keep wanting to touch her, even though she swears our baby won’t kick for a few more months. Still, I keep hoping he will. Making my way up her body, I kiss her breasts, sucking her nipples into my mouth. She whines when I tug on the hard bud that swells in my mouth.
“Dean,” she whines.” They’re more sensitive now.”
I smile with her nipple between my teeth.
She shakes her head. “I’m serious. Don’t pull too tight. They’re sore.”
I massage her breast, rolling my thumb over her nipple. “Better?”
“Yes,” she cries out. “Yesss…”
I smile down at her, loving how she unravels so quickly beneath me. I’m not even inside her yet, still teasing her until she’s begging me for more. I want to take my time. I don’t want to rush a single second.
She rolls her head to the side when I kiss her neck. I lick and suck until she bucks her hips.
“Dean,” she growls. “My hormones are different now. Don’t play with me.”
“You want me to make you come, Kitten?” I bite back my laughter, a smirk forming on my lips.
She swats her hand at my chest. “Stop torturing me.”
Her lips brush mine, and as she sucks on my bottom lip, I inch inside her. She’s so damn tight I have to go slow. I’m so nervous about hurting her… and the baby.
I rub her cheek with my thumb, feeling her soft skin against mine. She smiles, a single tear falling from her eye. I wipe it away with my finger and kiss the next one that touches her cheek until there’s none left. I love her so much my heart swells as if it could burst from being so full of her love. I have to ignore the fact she hid the baby from me and focus on what we have and how we’re going to move forward.