Page 183 of Tattooed Love

“Nothing, I guess.” The startled expression slowly eased on her face. “I guess I just didn’t expect you to want that. Crashing here is one thing, moving in with you, well, that’s a bit more serious.”

Actually, when she said it like that… “You’re moving out.” I wanted serious. Her moving into a house I owned. I wanted that. “I’ll give you a few months here while you pick a house, but that’s it.”

Her mouth dropped open. “Pick a house!”

“I want you happy.”

“I’ll be happy here.”

“Let me re-phrase that. I want you happy in our house. A house you’ve picked.” I went back to kissing her. “Say yes sweetheart.”

“I, um, well…”

“Just yes, Amber. You’ll pick a house.” I wanted her to relax again and close her eyes, but I don’t think she was going to do that until we sorted the house issue. “You have a month to pick and a month to move out” I said, making the decision for her.

She opened her mouth to argue, but sighed. “You really want that? Me living in your house?”

“Yes, and it will be our house.”

“I guess I don’t get an option.” She smiled. “Because of the rule that says you are always in control and your word is law.” She arched an eyebrow at me.

I smirked. “Good girl.” I went back to kissing her, “Now, I want you to relax.”

“I don’t relax.”

“You did before.”

“My guard slipped. Won’t happen again.”

“Amber,” I said her name as a warning. If she wanted me to tell her off, I would. “Relax.”

For some reason, I had a feeling that was the last thing she had been doing. She hadn’t been taking care of herself and I was going to correct that, starting now.

I pulled my boxers off and moved in between her legs. I was going to take her slow, at first. “You still on contraception?” I asked, hovering near her; one push and I’d be in her.

“Injection.” She opened her eyes. “You still not fucking randoms not shielded?”

“I haven’t been with anyone since you.”

She frowned. “That’s impossible.”

I shook my head. “I told you I love you. Every woman they threw my way, I just pushed away.”

“Who threw your way?”

“Your brothers.”

Her face melted in understanding. “Well, I’m still on the injection so we are safe.”

“Two years.”

She frowned. “What?”

“In two years you stop it.”

“The injection?”

“Yep. I want you having my kids and in two years, I think we’ll be ready.”

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