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He cupped my face again, looking at me like I was something rare and precious. “Why didn’t you tell me, sweetheart?”
“I suspected, but I wasn’t sure until a few days ago.” Warmth entered my cheeks as I added, “I mean, it makes sense. I’ve been off the pill for a while, and we don’t use condoms.”
“And we fuck a lot,” he said.
I gave his shoulder a playful slap. “Stop that. You’re going to be a father.”
Tears filled his eyes. He rested his forehead against mine, his breath soft on my face. “This is the best wedding gift I could have asked for. I love you, Samantha. You’re my whole world.” He put a big hand on my belly. “You and this little one.”
My heart swelled. He was truly perfect. Just… perfect.
“How are you feeling?” he whispered, sliding his hand from my stomach to my hip.
“Good. A little tired.” I gave a self-deprecating laugh. “I have to pee every five minutes.”
He smiled. “I’ll carry you over the threshold and straight to the bathroom.”
“In a minute,” I said, grinning like a fool and not caring one bit. “First, we should probably go back to the reception and rescue the DJ before Kara makes him play ‘Jingle Bell Rock’ again.”
“What’s wrong with that?”
“She changes the lyrics to jingle bell cock.”
His eyes crinkled with amusement. Then amusement turned to desire, and he leaned in, love shining in his gaze. “We’ll go back, but first I want to kiss my wife.”
I wrapped my arms around his neck, murmuring, “It’s a date.”
* * *
“I suspected, but I wasn’t sure until a few days ago.” Warmth entered my cheeks as I added, “I mean, it makes sense. I’ve been off the pill for a while, and we don’t use condoms.”
“And we fuck a lot,” he said.
I gave his shoulder a playful slap. “Stop that. You’re going to be a father.”
Tears filled his eyes. He rested his forehead against mine, his breath soft on my face. “This is the best wedding gift I could have asked for. I love you, Samantha. You’re my whole world.” He put a big hand on my belly. “You and this little one.”
My heart swelled. He was truly perfect. Just… perfect.
“How are you feeling?” he whispered, sliding his hand from my stomach to my hip.
“Good. A little tired.” I gave a self-deprecating laugh. “I have to pee every five minutes.”
He smiled. “I’ll carry you over the threshold and straight to the bathroom.”
“In a minute,” I said, grinning like a fool and not caring one bit. “First, we should probably go back to the reception and rescue the DJ before Kara makes him play ‘Jingle Bell Rock’ again.”
“What’s wrong with that?”
“She changes the lyrics to jingle bell cock.”
His eyes crinkled with amusement. Then amusement turned to desire, and he leaned in, love shining in his gaze. “We’ll go back, but first I want to kiss my wife.”
I wrapped my arms around his neck, murmuring, “It’s a date.”
* * *