I pinched his ab muscle.
“Damn, woman, what was that for?” he mumbled. “Can’t help it if your husband wants to hear it all the time…I’m a needy son of a bitch. Deal with it.”
“Oh, Drake…”
He moved and covered my body. Propping up on his elbows, he cupped my face as if there was something very important to tell me. “I’m madly in love with you, Izabel. I thought I was crazy for you before, but now you’ve given me a daughter to love as well. Both of you are my entire life. Nothing is going to take me away from my family. This is forever, baby. You, me, Ana Lisa, and all the tiny replicas you plan on giving me.”
“You want all daughters?”
“Son. Daughter. Doesn’t matter as long as they’re from you, I’ll love them.”
“Love you, Drake.” I touched his chest. “You have my heart…forever.”