“You’re willing to risk the great mood I’m in with this?” She moaned as I made three fast pumps. “Damn, that feels good.”
I bit her earlobe. “Marry me.”
She bit mine back. “Not yet.”
“Blyss, I want this settled. I told my kid that you’re her mother and my wife. Don’t make me lie to her much longer. Please.” I pulled back to look at her and saw she had her eyes closed.
I kissed her lips, then ran my tongue around hers. Her arms ran around my neck as she kissed me back. I thought it might mean she was ready to give me the answer I wanted.
I eased the kiss, then looked at her. She ran her hands through my hair as we gazed into each other’s eyes. “It’s really amazing how similar your eyes are to hers. It’s mind boggling, really. It made me wonder who I look more like, my mother or my father? It’d be nice to know that. I knew you and Tatum felt a connection when you saw yourselves in each other’s eyes. I can’t even imagine what that feels like.”
“Have my babies and find out what that feels like. Marry me and have my babies, Blyss.”
She smiled and I thought I had her right where I wanted her. “Let’s stop talking about this. I’m not ready for all that. And we have Tatum to think about right now. It wouldn’t be nice to hurry a little brother or sister on the tails of all that’s changed for her. And school will be coming up in only a few weeks. That’ll be big for her too.”
She was right. What could I say?
It didn’t change what I wanted, though. I wanted her to be my wife and the real mother of my children. But how could I get her to want that too?