Page 42 of Delivery After Dark
“Somewhere more comfortable.” He lowered her onto his bed and came down on top of her, propping himself up on his arms. “Are you comfortable?”
She shook her head and smiled.
“What can I do about that?”
“I’ve got some aches you could see to.”
“Is that right? Well, I’d need to do a full exam to make sure I tend to them all.”
Linc loved her laughter and the abandon with which she threw her arms over her head, giving him access to every sexy inch of her. He took his time, uncovering her slowly and learning what made her gasp and what had her lifting her hips to drive him wild.
In a final moment of sanity, he said, “Tell me to stop.”
“Not doing that.”
“You’re sure?”
“Yes. Are you?”
“Hell yes.”
She whipped the shirt over his head so fast, he never saw it coming. Then she went for his belt while he dealt with her top. Clothes went flying until they were skin to skin, which was the best thing he’d ever felt.
“Hi there.”
She smiled up at him. “How’s it going?”
“Better than it has in longer than I can remember.”
“Same.”
“Nice how that worked out, huh?”
“Very nice.”
He kissed her lips and then her face and then everywhere else until she was writhing beneath him, begging for more. Before he lost control completely, he grabbed a condom and rolled it on.
She welcomed him back into her arms, running her fingers through his hair and driving him wild with her nails down his back as he joined their bodies for the first time.
He wanted to remember everything about this, so he took his time, savoring the moment in which he confirmed what he’d known for a while now—that after years of looking and hoping and more disappointment than he cared to recall, he’d found the one for him.
This… This was the thing that people wrote songs and poems about… This feeling…
It was everything he’d ever wanted, and so much more than he’d dared to hope for. He wanted it to last forever.
Chapter 9
When a quadruplet mom went into labor, things happened so fast, the parents’ heads spun as they went from the tedium of waiting to the chaos of delivery. They were moved to an operating room in case a C-section became necessary and were immediately surrounded by people—nurses they knew well by now and doctors they’d never seen before. A doctor explained that there would be two people assigned to each baby when they arrived, which accounted for eight of the people in the room, along with others on standby in case they were needed.
One of the nursing students had taken the sleeping Liam from his dad and promised to stay with him until his grandparents arrived in the morning. “We’ll be right down the hall,” the young woman named Dana said. “You can check on him any time.”
“Thank you so much,” Adam had said as she left with Liam.
“Where’s Izzy?” Abby asked of Dr. Isabella Connors, who’d been monitoring her since they arrived in Providence.
“On her way,” one of the others replied.
“I’m scared,” Abby said to Adam.
