“I’ve got no doubt,” I murmured, watching him like a hawk.
“I belong to that country club now.”
His words socked me right in the chest in a very happy way.
Realslow, I felt a smile spread on my face.
“You knew what you wanted, you made it happen.”
He gave one nod.“Exactly.”
I’d made a decision.I was scared to death of it.But I’dmade it and I’d shared it with Marcus.
It was time to get to the important stuff.
“You want babies, sugar?”I asked quietly.
“Yes.”
I let out the breath I hadn’t realized I’d been holdingafter I asked my question and before I asked another one.
“How many?”
“As many as my wife will let me make.”
Excellent answer.
“Do you want them, Daisy?”
“Yes.”
“How many?”
“As many as my man will let me make.”
We sat there, not eating, just staring at each other.
I broke the silence by giving him the honesty.
“Justsayin’, darlin’, this takin’it slow is not real easy.”
His eyes heated but his face went soft.
“Let me take care of you,” he whispered.
I didn’t know.I couldn’t keep up.He gave me a lot of it.
But in that moment, those words felt like the sweetestMarcus had ever given to me.
I pressed my lips together, rolled them, and nodded.
“I like it that you don’t want slow but you need it, baby,”he went on.
He was probably right about that, even if after that kiss onmy couch that morning, I wanted him to be wrong.
I didn’t offer him these thoughts.
I just kept nodding.
