Page 16 of Having the Dragon's Baby

“I want you to move in with me.”

Rachel couldn’t suppress a giggle this time. “Oh, really?”

She realized his face held no humor in it. He couldn’t be serious, could he?

“Yes,” he answered plainly. “As soon as possible, in fact.”

“Wouldn’t you just want that after I’m pregnant? I don’t want to be a hindrance.”

“No, I insist on it, Rachel. I want you to learn about and become a part of this den, especially with how involved we both want you to be as part of our child’s life.”

Rachel couldn’t hide her shock at the request.

He wanted her to be fully involved as soon as possible.

Her.

Surprisingly, it didn’t scare her. Rachel realized she wanted that also. Everything seemed to be going too smoothly, and she didn’t want to ruin it. She was still thrilled by the request.

“I mean, if you’re sure…”

“I am.” Marcus smiled and grabbed Rachel’s hand.

Her heart fluttered as the heat rose to her neck.

There it was again. That look, as if he wanted to share something more with her but was holding back.

His mouth had opened, but Rachel saw him quickly withdraw whatever he was about to say.

He looked almost the same as he did in the nursery. Unsure of himself.

She was curious about what he was holding back but felt it was for a good reason. She couldn’t explain it, but she trusted him. He had already shared and shown so much she had no reason to question what he chose to keep to himself for the time being.

It made Rachel even more aware of how much depth Marcus had to him.

He didn’t have to be a shifter to be more man than any of the other losers she had been with. It showed in how he handled and held himself. It was how in touch he was with every part of himself. Rachel could see that, and it was a major turn-on.

She wanted him more and more as she continued to figure him out. She didn’t want to make the first move, but she wasn’t sure how much longer she could control herself.

Wait, didn’t his asking me to stay the night initiate the first move? she wondered. If so, then me leaning in to kiss him wouldn’t be too forward. Or would anything be too forward? We have already agreed to having a baby together.

Her mind stayed preoccupied with overthinking, not allowing her to notice that Marcus had moved closer.

He tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, causing immediate goosebumps to prickle over her heated body.

Her nipples hardened under her shirt. She subconsciously bit her lower lip.

“Don’t do that.”

“Do what?”

Marcus placed his thumb on her lip gently. “Make me want you more than I already do.”

His voice had turned soft but dripped with an undertone of need.

She clenched her thighs together as the softest part of her body pulsed with the heat of her desire. She shivered as his voice sent streaks of pleasure trembling down her spine.

Marcus kept his thumb on her lip and moved it to her chin, pulling her face closer to his.

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