He rolled his thumb, amping up the sensation, and the fire he’d stoked turned into an inferno. She cried out, and he groaned her name twice, sending her into a climax that ripped through her like a wild blaze.
“Mine,” he murmured as he fell on top of her. “Always.”
33
The next threeweeks were an absolute whirlwind of house hunting (because Monica wasn’t going to live in the serial-killer apartment long term) and legal preparations (because there would be a Fischer Racing board meeting in a few months where she was going to drop a bombshell in her father’s lap).
But most of all, the next three weeks were more of the same fizzy, bubbly feeling she’d recaptured in Italy.
It felt like their own honeymoon, but even better, because neither of them dreaded what was coming next.
She was so excited to move to Pine Harbour.
So it was very annoying that on her first week back there, she felt totally exhausted. Not sick, exactly. Just…tired. And a little queasy.
And it was deeply, deeply silly that it took both of them three days of making mint tea and going to bed early and taking it easy in general to consider that it might be because she could be pregnant.
“What do you mean, there’s no pharmacy we can get a test at?”
Josh grinned. “Welcome to small town living, princess.”
“I’m supposed to pee on it first thing! So we have to wait until tomorrow to buy it, and then the next morning to take the test?”
“Maybe. It’s not like it’s going to change the situation if we know or not.” He curved over her. “Let me spoil you while we wait.”
“But I want to know now.” She pouted at him.
He kissed her stuck out lower lip. “There is another option.”
“What?”
“Inspired by Bailey’s bachelor auction date offering…we could break into Kerry’s midwifery practice. They have test strips there.”
“Oh, that’s a great idea! Not the breaking and entering into her clinic. That sounds reckless. But we could ask her for a test.”
“Do you really want anyone else to know we’re doing this?”
“Kerry would keep it a secret for us.”
“She would.” Josh lowered his voice to a low burr. “But wouldn’t it be fun to have a little adventure?”
“This is terrible.”
“Yeah. Terribly fun.”
“Terribly criminal. No.” She thought about it. “But you could ask her if you can break in. Maybe she’ll take pity on your desire to practice your lock-picking skills.”
* * *
It turnedout that wasn’t necessary, because Kerry was on her way back from a birth, and was planning to swing by the clinic to restock her delivery bag.
There was a parking lot behind the midwifery clinic. At this time of night, it was basically empty, other than a few cars that probably belonged to the people who lived in the apartments above the stores on Main Street.
Josh parked where Kerry told him she’d meet him, then jogged around to open the passenger side door for Monica.
As she hopped down, Kerry’s car lit up the parking lot and slowly rolled to a stop next to them.
“Good timing,” she said as she joined them.
