I froze.Shit. It hadn’t even crossed my mind. I was an idiot.
He didn’t sound worried. I cleared my throat. “Yeah. I get a shot. And I’m clean as of my last physical.”
He fiddled with my hair. “Me too, little bird. I’d never put you at risk. I get checked regularly.”
Because he fucked a lot of women. I shoved the thought away. “Well, it’s lucky I get a shot.” I slapped his chest. “What would you do if I ended up pregnant?”
God, two dangerous assassins and a baby. The thought was crazy.
His fingers brushed my cheek, then moved lower, his gaze watching as he played with my nipple.
I stilled and watched as he rested his palm on my belly.
“Then we’d make a beautiful baby.”
My chest hitched.What?
He just smiled at me and pulled me closer. “We need some more sleep.”
“Right,” I managed.
His arms wrapped around me.
My brain was whirling like crazy at that baby comment, but the warmth and security of his hold finally had me relaxing.
I fell asleep to the steady beat of his heart.
CHAPTER 28
BASTIAN
Ilowered my little bird to the bed, heaving in air and enjoying the moment.
We’d both just come. Lark was well-pleasured and breathing hard. I loved the sound of her uneven breaths. Loved her body warm against mine.
I’d gorged myself on her all night. Her naked body was bathed by the morning sunlight. Her smooth skin was marred only by small smudges of bruises from my hands and faint markings from my teeth.
I kissed her neck and let my hands drift over her—her soft breasts, the skin of her belly, the dip of her navel, the slick folds between her thighs, coated in our joint release.
She made a cute little sound and burrowed into me.
Her face was tilted my way. Flushed. Lazy. Happy.
“Hey, there,” I murmured.
“Hi.” Her voice was hoarse.
I stroked her back. “Want some coffee?”
“Yep.”
“Breakfast?”
“Yep.”
“I’ll order some omelets.”
She stretched. “I can cook something.”
