Page 64 of Save Me
“No.” My head flops lazily from side to side to emphasize my claim. “It would be a good way to go.”
“Speaking of going …” He smooths his hands over his face with a curse. The bruises on his knuckles look marginally better. “Tee-off time is in less than an hour.”
“Are you sure you want to?” Because I’d like to lock Ronan up in this little room and keep him safe in here, away from Henry Wolf.
“Right now, the only thing I want is to make you come all over my face.”
My insides clench with his words. “Sounds like a plan.”
“Really … who’s the sex demon now?” He leans over to press a chaste kiss against my forehead. “I have to get home to shower and change.” He rolls out of bed, standing with an over-the-head arm stretch that showcases a web of muscle across his back and a hard, round ass that I had my palms filled with last night.
I watch him as he half stumbles out of my bedroom and to the bathroom. A moment later, the sound of him relieving himself carries.
And I pull his pillow closer to inhale the delicious scent of him. He drives me crazy. I don’t think I’ve ever felt this way about another man. Scratch that, I know I haven’t. I could get used to having Ronan here, every day, with me.
Will it always be like this, though? So intoxicating to be around him?
I’m pregnant.
The words force themselves into the forefront of my brain then, and it’s like a lightning bolt of reality.
No, it won’t always be like this, regardless of how we feel about each other. If I have this baby,everythingwill change. My body will morph, my priorities will shift. Hell, there won’t be time for hours of sex when all I’ll want to do is sleep!
Will Ronan be onboard forall that?
Even Abbi Wolf couldn’t say one way or another how Ronan would react, and they’re close.
What if Ronan says he doesn’t want it? What if he asks me to get rid of it?
What if he just disappears altogether?
Then you don’t want him around, Gigi’s voice in my head chirps. But is that true? Is it fair to him? Or is it just a matter of it not being the right time? Should I be making this decisionwithhim?
I don’t know what the right answer is. But I’m pregnant, and Abbi Wolf knows. Will she tell Ronan before I get a chance to?
I wish I could pause time, just long enough to get to know him more.
Ronan strolls back in as my emotions and thoughts are spiraling uncontrollably. “I have another dinner thing tonight, but I’ll give you a call after, ’kay?”
I hum my agreement as I watch him collect his strewn clothes.
Is having a family even on Ronan’s radar?Like ever? Because if it’s not, then there’s no point continuing this relationship, regardless of my decision about this baby. Ihave toknow. “So, Abbi’s pregnant,” I blurt because it seems like the best opportunity for a segue.
“Yeah, only a few more months before she pops.” He slips his feet into his briefs and draws them up.
I mock whimper as my favorite new toy is put away.
His smirk is crooked and knowing. “You can play with it again later, promise.”
She seems a bit young. Early twenties, at most.A lotyounger than Henry Wolf. “Do you think she’s ready?”
“Who, Abbi?” He frowns. “Yeah, she’s happy and in love. And it’s not like they can’t make it work. Wolf’s got all the money in the world to hire nannies and whatever.Plus, there’s no doubt he loves her, even if he’s a colossal prick to everyone else.”
Love. Is that the key ingredient here? Ronan’s mentioned it twice.
But does he want kids? Like,ever? I know he mentioned his ex and marriage, but …Fuck, fuck, fuck… It’s too soon to be having this conversation.Waytoo soon. And yet, I have no other choice because I’m here, and this is happening.
I swallow, hesitating before I ask, “What about you? Do you see yourself with a family?One day?” Those last two words are tacked on with a wobble.
