Page 84 of Delivery After Dark
“You sure did. Now what are you going to do about it?”
“I suppose that since you moved heaven and earth for me, I should do the same for you. And PS, you know I never mind making love with my handsome, supportive, sexy husband.”
He placed his hand on her face, caressing her cheek with his thumb. “I’ve never been prouder of anyone than I am of you, my wife the doctor.”
“And I’ve never been prouder of anyone than I am of my husband, who shouldered far more than his share of the parenting load these last few years while teaching classes and helping to run a business from afar. You made it look easy, when I know it wasn’t.”
“It was so worth it. Every second was leading us to this day. I can’t wait to see you running your own clinic on Gansett and living the dream.”
“Just so you know, I’ve been living the ultimate dream with you for a while now. This is just frosting on the cake.”
“I wish you could see how happy you looked today when you came home and started dancing with the kids.”
“I loved their posters and the balloons and dinner, the cake. All of it.”
“We had fun planning a Mommy’s Done With School Party.”
She pushed a hand under his T-shirt, encouraging him to remove it.
He pulled it over his head, tossed it aside and then did the same to hers. “Mmm, hello, Doc.”
“Um, we call Doc Potter that…”
“So what you’re saying is that’s a mood killer?”
“Sorta.”
“Hello, Dr. Janey. Better?”
“Much.” She slid her leg between his. “Joseph…”
“Hmm?”
“I love you so, so much. Thank you for everything.”
“No need to thank me for anything when being married to you has made my life perfect.” He turned them so he was on top, gazing down at her with his heart in his eyes, the way he always did. “My dream girl.”
Smiling, Janey put her hands on his face and brought him close enough to kiss as he pressed into her.
“God, there’s nothing better than this,” he whispered.
“Nothing at all.”
Chapter 18
When she woke to total darkness, for a second or two, Monique had no idea where she was or whose warm hand was resting on her bare hip.
Then she remembered. Linc. Dancing. Kissing. Tearing at clothes. Doing it like sex was about to be outlawed any second, and they had to get it all in before it was too late. She closed her eyes tight against the flood of memories that had her questioning everything, the way she always did since the man she’d expected to spend the rest of her life with had let her down so terribly.
Linc wasn’t Jaden, and he shouldn’t be held up to the same light for comparison. He’d never been anything other than lovely to her, but so had Jaden until he’d crushed her with his lies and deception.
She needed to get out of there and find the sanity that had deserted her in the hours she’d spent in Linc’s bed. But where had her clothes ended up?
“What’s wrong?” he asked when she pulled away from him.
“I need to go.”
“Where?”
