Page 110 of Sin Bin Daddies
Her release hits me with a brutal rush, dragging me under so fast I barely register her muffled cry beneath my palm. I keep thrusting until I spill deep inside her, muscles tensing all the way to my toes.
After, I collapse beside her, arm flung across my face as I catch my breath. My heart is racing, the kind of rhythm that only comes after something this fast, this hot, this completely out of control.
I turn to look at her. She’s putting her clothes back on, breathing hard, her lips swollen and pink.
I’m grinning as I reach out, brushing a thumb across her cheek. She blinks at me, and that’s when I see it.
Tears. Wet, glistening, running in slow streaks across her face.
I sit up instantly, pushing the hair back from her temple. “Mads?” My voice roughens, the high from before gone in an instant. “Why are you crying?”
She turns her face into my chest, shoulders shaking. I hold her tighter, my arms wrapping around her as I press kisses into her hairline.
“Hey, hey. Whatever this is… We’ll handle it. Just talk to me. You’re scaring me.”
Her breath shudders out. Then silence.
Then, finally, she whispers, “I’m pregnant.”
My body goes still.
She buries herself deeper into my chest like she wants to disappear. I stare at the ceiling, my entire system trying to catch up to what she just said.
The silence stretches.
“You’re sure?” My voice sounds calmer than I expected. Almost like it’s not mine.
She nods once against me.
A beat passes.
Then I kiss the top of her head again. “Okay.”
Her head jerks up, eyes glassy. “Okay?”
I look at her, really look. At the panic edging her gaze. At the curve of her mouth that’s not sure if it’s allowed to believe me.
I cup her jaw, thumb stroking over her cheek again. “Yeah. Okay. We’ll figure this out. But you should’ve told me the second you found out.”
“I didn’t know how,” she whispers. “It doesn’t exactly come with a guidebook.”
“No, it doesn’t,” I say, voice low. “But I’m in this with you. No matter what.”
She starts crying again. And this time, I just hold her.
All that matters is her.
And the fact that everything just changed.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
Madeline
I don’t knowwhat I expected after saying it out loud. Maybe thunder. A gasp. The earth cracking in half. But there’s nothing.
No chaos. Just Asher’s arms around me and the rise and fall of his chest under my cheek. My breath slows, syncing with his.
It’s the first moment of real calm I’ve had all day, and I almost start to believe I might be okay. That maybe this will be okay.
