Page 98 of Trick or Treat

“Of course they love their mother. I hope she’s able to pull it together because if she lost that from Keegan and Reagan, it would be an unbelievable tragedy.”

He was speechless for a moment. He took the time to stare into her eyes and wonder how he’d gotten so lucky. “God, you’re amazing. I fucking love you so much.” He swooped down and took her mouth in a kiss, pouring all his feelings into it. When he pulled back, he was pleased to see the dazed expression on her face.

He cleared his throat so he could continue. “Anyway. If you’re cool with it, me and the kids can move in here. Michelle will move into my smaller place and I’ll sell her house. We can use some of the money to put in a pool if you want. I think the kids would like it and your yard is plenty big for one.” He wondered if he’d pushed too hard when she didn’t immediately respond. She stared up at him, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip. Shit. Had he fucked up? “I know you think it’s too soon, but I talked to the kids and told them that we all needed to live under one roof as a family and that eventually you and I would be having more kids. Reagan is beside herself thinking she’s going to get someone to play Barbies with her. I’m tired of making two house payments when I haven’t lived in one for forever and the other one I’m only there half the time. And the biggest reason of all is I’m tired of sleeping alone. I want to be able to fuck,” she cut him off with a finger over his lips. She climbed over him, straddling his legs and settling her hands on his bare chest.

“Linds?” What was she doing? He wished he could see what was going in her head.

“Shh. Yes. Sell the house. Let Michelle have yours and move you and the kids in here. I don’t want to wait any longer either. I miss you when you’re not here. I miss waking up to you making love to me. I miss Reagan’s grumpiness every morning because she hates to wake up and go to daycare. Start packing your stuff and get moved in here.”

“Shit. Really?” His hands settled at her hips.

“Yes. Really.” Her long auburn hair slipped over her shoulder, a single strand laying over her breast, a perfect loop around her nipple.

“I’ll start packing shit tomorrow.” He turned them so she was on her back and he was on top. He brushed her hair away from her face and just took her in. “My God, woman. You are so absolutely beautiful you take my breath away. I could sit and look at your for hours.”

“Thank you,” she whispered. He fought not to laugh because she was petting his chest and he doubted she realized it. She looked like she wanted to say something but for some reason she wasn’t spitting it out.

“Babe?”

“Um, that wedding you’re wanting to have in June?”

“Yeah?” he frowned, not sure where she was going with this.

“We might want to do it over Spring Break. Those babies you wanted to have with me? You’re going to get one sooner rather than later.”

“Are you serious?!” His heart hammered in is chest. She nodded her head, laughing. “That’s amazing, baby. I can’t wait to see what she looks like. Hopefully, just like you.” He settled his big hand over her small stomach and asked how far along she was.

“Not very far. I should have started two weeks ago, so I took a test. Did you know they are so sensitive now that they can tell you if you’re pregnant the first day after a missed period?”

“You don’t say?” he teased, squeezing her hips. Fuck. He was over the moon at the idea of having a baby with Lindsey.

“Yes. So I’m thinking we must have gotten pregnant that night you rescued me and in our exuberance to be together we forgot the condom.” Her small hands settled on either side of his face.

He chuckled at her choice of words. Exuberance. Ha! “Yeah, I remember that night and I didn’t give it a second thought. Or the next morning in the shower. I was just so damn happy to have you back. I needed to feel close to you again. Are you sorry we forgot?”

“No. Absolutely not. I can’t wait to see what he or she looks like. You make beautiful babies.” She leaned up and bussed his lips. “Who would have thought a quiet third grade teacher like me would end up with a smoking hot bad boy biker like you?”

“Funny. I was just wondering how a bad boy biker like me could end up with a super sexy third grade teacher like you.” He kissed her long and deep. “She’s the whole package. Loving.” He touched his lips to hers. “Loyal.” Again he touched his lips to hers. “Fucking phenomenal in the sack.” He kissed her one more time, and added as his brows wiggled up and down, “And has an adventurous sexual streak a mile wide. A man couldn’t ask for more.”

“Trick.” Lindsey was a little choked up.

“I’m going to spend the rest of my life showing you how much you mean to me. Starting right now.”

And he did. He showed her twice that night and once in the morning before they had to wake Princess Reagan and get her ready for daycare.

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