"What's this?" He sits up, straddling my thighs, and takes the slim box out of my hands. "We still have a few weeks till Christmas, baby, what can't wait till then?"
He pulls the bow and opens the box.
The man doesn't miss a thing.
Talon's observant nature is one of the things I like best about him, well...and he's smoking hot, amazing in bed, and totally into me.
He whistles long and low as he picks the positive pregnancy test out of the little box.
It didn't happen right away, but after a few weeks back home, I knew what was up. If my calculations are right, I'm barely at the end of the first trimester.
"Confession time," he tells me. "I have your present too. Do you want it now? Or do you want to wait till Christmas?"
"If it's your cock, I'm not waiting."
"Greedy."
I reach for his belt, pulling him back to me where I need him. I already know what's in the little velvet box stashed under his socks in the dresser drawer. I found it when I was making space for my bras.
I figure I can say yes after a couple of overdue orgasms just as easily as before.
EPILOGUE 2
CASPIAN
"Yeah,Avy, that'd be sweet...I'll be back for Christmas, couldn't get away for the turkey day this year..."
"You better be there, Cas, mom will have a meltdown if you miss both holidays."
My sister's voice sounds a key higher than I remember, but it's probably the phone's speaker. Or maybe the bad acoustics out here in the big metal barn where we set up a makeshift gym.
I pull the bar up to my chest, while she talks and answer when I lower it again.
"Mom knows I can't always get away."
"So you're on another assignment?"
My family knows I work for Harlan Frost's security company-- they don't know about the Rogue teams and I won't be the one blowing that cover.
"Yup."
I hear the interested hum in her voice and I know what's coming.
My kid sister isn't really a kid anymore. She's in her twenties, just got her bachelor's degree in nursing and scheduled to start a master’s program come spring.
But Avery is still my baby sister.
"Are you working with Austin again?"
I lift the bar again, holding it to a count of ten before lowering it and giving her the same answer I always do.
"Austin's too old for you, sis," I remind her. "You're not dating my co-workers."
Fortunately; for me, my colleague, and our team, Austin's not any more interested in my sister than I want him to be. To be honest, I don't think Avy's actually into him either, she just keeps bringing him up because she likes to push my buttons.
"You're such a poop-head, Cas. Age is just a number, besides-- a girl likes a man withexperience, you know."
The weights slip out of my grip, crashing to the floor in a way that's not good for the weights or the cement slab they just hit.
