I’ve seen him drunk, I’ll put this on the more than tipsy but less than very drunk part of the scale.
Cade pats my hair. “So pretty and perfect. Whoever made the rule it’s bad luck to see the bride the night before the wedding’s a fucking moron. It’s been four hours apart. That’s too long.”
He picks me up and slides between my legs. “I’m going crazy without you. Where’s the bedroom? I want to bury myself in you so badly. I’ll do it right here.”
I laugh. “Put me down. We’re not at home. And I’m sleeping with Lia.” I struggle to get down. “Come on, Cade. Put me down, I need to tell you something.”
But he turns me and presses me once more against the wall, kissing me hard, biting, kissing, sucking, licking his way down my throat. “It can wait about…four and a half minutes because I don’t think I have my normal stamina.”
Fuck, a wild quickie. I’m so hot for him I almost help him get my shorts off, but regardless of the sexual excitement running through me, I fight him. “Put me down, Cade. Please. We need to talk. Now.”
He ignores me, and I know if he gets his hand any further in my pants, I’m going to let him just do it.
“Cade, please. It’s going to change everything.”
He stops. And then he puts me down and studies me. “What’s going on? Is everything okay? Are we okay?”
I’m still holding the stick, so I open my hand and show him.
My heart thuds hard.
“I’m pregnant.”
He stares at me, shock all over his features, then he looks at the stick and at me.
Cade grins and scoops me up, peppering kisses all over me, a joy everywhere on his features.
“You had me going. I thought…thought it was bad news, but this? We need to run away and get married. Is there a Vegas wedding style chapel in Atlantic City?”
“Cade. We’re getting married tomorrow. We can wait.”
“I’m not having a child out of wedlock. I’m going to be a Dad. That means responsibilities.”
He carries me into Lia’s living room and drops us both on the sofa, and he holds me.
I smack his arm and kiss him. “I’m pregnant, not giving birth.”
“I want to marry you now.”
“You can’t. You’ll have to wait.”
He kisses my throat. “But I don’t want to be apart from you.”
“After tomorrow, you won’t have to be.”
“I have special vows for you later, after the wedding. And a gift.”
I giggle. “I have vows for you too.”
“If we get married now then we can say them.”
“Tomorrow, Cade. And nothing will ever keep us apart after that.” I get up, pop the test in his pocket and take his hand, leading him to the door.
“Okay, okay, but I’m holding you to that.” He pulls me in for one last kiss.
Chapter Forty-One
CADE