Lock was just about to get up when the fluttering of Callie’s eyes had him pausing. One more second passed, then they flicked open, her beautiful green gaze staring up at him.
Damn, she was gorgeous. The kind of gorgeous he could get lost in and stare at all day. “Good morning, beautiful.”
Those full lips curved into a smile. “Morning, handsome. Have you been awake long?”
“Long enough to memorize every inch of you.” He lowered his head and kissed her bare shoulder, rewarded by a small moan from her lips.
He reached behind him and grabbed some dry crackers from the bedside table, handing them to her. “How do you feel today?”
The morning sickness had come full force this last week, but Callie had barely complained. She sat up, pulling the sheet with her to cover her chest, and nibbled on a cracker. “I feel perfect. How could I not with you taking care of me?”
“I willalwaystake care of you.”
Her smile softened, and she set the crackers aside before climbing into his lap.
The air in his lungs burned when the sheet dropped, and her naked body pressed against his bare chest.
“You know,” she said, breath brushing his neck, “I think there are other ways you could take care of me.”
His dick twitched, blood roaring between his ears. Before she could blink, he spun them around and pressed her to the mattress. “How the hell did I get so lucky to have you?”
The fun left her eyes, replaced by something a hell of a lot more serious. “I’m the lucky one, Lock.”
His mouth crashed to hers while his hand slipped up her side—just as the ringing of the doorbell sounded.
Goddammit. Jesse.
“I’m not getting that,” Lock growled between kisses. “I can say goodbye to the asshole on the phone.”
“Lock…he’s already here.” She pushed at his chest. “We have a lifetime for each other. Go say goodbye to your friend.”
Another ring of the doorbell, this time followed by the ringing of Callie’s cell.
Jesus Christ, was the world conspiring against them?
Callie giggled. “That will be my dad for his daily check-in.” She leaned up and kissed him one more time before sliding out from under him. He hung his head, needing a full minute to calm the hell down.
With a groan, he eventually climbed out of bed and threw on jeans and a T-shirt. Callie was already in a robe, talking to her dad when he left her to step into the hallway.
It wasn’t just Jesse at the door when he got there; Aspen stood by his side.
She grinned at him. “Hey. Callie home?”
“She’s just talking to her dad.”
“Great, I’ll make coffee.” She walked past him and straight into the kitchen like she owned the damn place.
Jesse grinned as he stepped in after her. “Hey.”
“You couldn’t have taken the hint when I didn’t answer and just called from the airport?”
He was half joking, and his friend’s smile told him he knew that. “I thought about it, but then Aspen pressed the doorbell a second time. Don’t think she would have gone anywhere.”
No, she probably wouldn’t have.
“Thanks for staying in town,” Lock said once they lowered to the couch.
Jesse leaned back. “It was important that I stay. Although, I’m looking forward to getting home to my family. And did I tell you that Holden’s thinking of coming to Amber Ridge?”
