I pressed the back of my head against the wall to look up at him.
“How about one of these?”
From behind his back he pulled out one of the vanilla Hostess cupcakes with the purple icing, my new favorites. My eyes lit up and I snatched the sugary treat from him.
“This is a start,” I said, cheerily, opening the package up and taking out the first cupcake to bite it. I didn’t look up until the cupcake was half eaten to see a frowning Aaron. “Don’t look like that. You’re next,” I said, wiggling my eyebrows.
The cutest smile ever touched his lips.
To hell with these cupcakes.
I tossed the remaining cupcake on the wooden desk that sat in the hallway, a split second before Aaron cupped my face and covered my lips with his own. He licked the remaining icing from my lips, then kissed me with a week’s build up of tension. Moaning into his mouth, I wrapped my arms around his shoulders. Just when I was ready to beg him to take me upstairs, there was a pounding on our front door.
I jumped from the noise.
Aaron stared in the direction of the door, his face scowling.
We weren’t in any danger. The guards my husband had hired to keep an eye on our property twenty-four hours a day wouldn’t have let anyone who wasn’t family get passed them.
“Aaron, open up!” Carter’s voice sounded through the door.
“The fuck does he want?” he snapped.
I let my hands drop from Aaron’s shoulders. “Go see.”
His eyes narrowed on me as if he was contemplating leaving his brother standing there knocking on the door.
“He knows the code. He’s not going anywhere until you open it.”
He sighed, his shoulders slumping slightly as he realized the truth in my statement. Aaron charged toward the door, and I moved closer to see the front door, but still remained a few feet back.
“Hey,” Carter stated as he came into my line of sight.
“Hey, Carter,” I called over Aaron’s shoulder.
“What the hell do you want?”
I giggled. “He means, it’s so nice to see you. What’s up?”
Carter grinned before turning his attention back to Aaron. “You know, you really did marry up.”
Aaron grunted. “I’m not the only one.”
Carter nodded. “True. Anyway, I’m here to tell you again, what an ass you’re being. Look, I’ve been thinking … you know, about what we discussed.” His voice lowered on that last part, as if he didn’t want me to overhear. “And—”
“Yes, I was being an ass.”
“Yeah, you are, and so— Wait …” Carter paused.
“That was my same reaction,” I said. “It takes a minute but it’ll sink in.”
Carter’s blue eyes landed on me. “Did he just—”
I nodded.
Aaron looked back at me, glaring, but I just blew him a kiss. His hazel eyes glinted in that special way they only did for me.
“Oh, so, you don’t need me to explain again what a gift having another baby is,” Carter continued.
