Page 106 of Need You To Choose Me

A warm feeling spreads through my chest.

Let me take care of you.

There was so much desperation and fear in his voice last night I couldn’t say no. It was like all his walls had fallen, and he let me see the man hiding underneath. A man who was desperately worried something might happen to me.

Not just our baby.

Butme.

I couldn’t remember the last time that was the case. I was usually the caretaker, and it felt nice to be the one somebody was taking care of.

The oneBlakeis taking care of.

I peek over my shoulder to look at him. His eyes are closed, his long, dark lashes fanning over his cheeks. The light scruff on his chin has turned darker overnight, making him look rugged in the most delicious way and reminding me just how good feeling that stubble against my skin felt like.

“You really have to stop wiggling that ass, Blondie.”

I jump in surprise at the sound of Blake’s gruff voice, the motion pressing me harder against him.

And I mean every. Single. Inch. Of. Him.

Holy gods.

I press my thighs together instinctively, trying to alleviate some of the ache that’s building inside of me. Which is a mistake because his hard cock only presses harder into my ass, making us both groan softly at the touch.

Blake opens his eyes, sleepiness still clinging to his face as his arms tighten around me.

“Keep. Still,” he growls into my ear.

“I thought you were asleep.”

“I was until you started rubbing against me.”

“What?” I glare at him. “I wasn’t rubbing against you! I was trying to pull away.”

The corner of his mouth tips upward just slightly, amusement dancing in his irises. “The way you’re pressed against me suggests otherwise.”

I open my mouth, but before I get a chance to say anything, the door bursts open.

“Hey, Dad, it’s—” Levi comes to an abrupt stop, surprise flashing on his face for a split second before a grin breaks across his mouth. “Sav! You’re still here.”

Heat rises up my neck as the panic slams into me.

Blake’ssonjust caught us in bed together.

The silence stretches in the room for what feels like forever. A knot forms in my throat, making it hard to breathe as the strong beat of my heart echoes in my eardrums. I open my mouth, but no words come out.

Dear God, make the ground open up and swallow me whole.

“Levi,” Blake shifts behind me as he leans against his forearm. “What did we say about knocking?”

“That I have to knock before entering the room.”

“More like bulldozing,” Blake mutters into my hair, so only I can hear him, his warm breath making my skin tingle as he fixes his gaze on Levi. “Then why aren’t you knocking?”

“I forgot.” He shrugs, his attention moving to me. “Does that mean you’ll move in with us?”

“Wh-what?”

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