Maddox sits up, putting us at eye level. “Counterpoint?”
I smile because how can I say no to his determined look. Also doesn’t hurt that he’s tracing circles on my thigh right now. It’s making me want to forget talks about living situations and see if he’s ready for round two.
“The floor is yours.”
He stops tracing circles, but only to take my hand in his. “When I told you that I was all in, I meant it. And I’m not just talking about financially or making sure that I installed the car seat correctly. I saw a future with you from the moment you walked up on stage with me. I want to delete the word “future” from “wife” one day in my cell phone. I want to find your dream home with a huge back yard and a swimming pool and the biggest bathtub we can legally install.”
“That’s a big-ass bathtub.”
“And I’ll get it for you. No questions asked.” He cups my face with his hands, bringing me in closer. “Yes, this might be fast. It might be out of order. But it’s in my plan. And I hope it's in yours too.”
Damn this man and his puppy dog eyes and his good heart.
But he’s right. I might’ve been late to the game on everything in terms of us. But I can’t deny what I feel for him. What he makes me feel. That when I think of my life in five years, it’s of me, him, and our kid, all together at a pee wee football game—either as a player or a cheerleader.
I didn’t plan for this. I didn’t even think I wanted this. But here I am, falling in love with Maddox Gallagher.
“Okay.”
The smile starts slowly forming on his face. “Okay?”
“Yes, okay.” Maddox starts to pull me down onto him, but I put my finger in front of his mouth. “But I have a few rules.”
He takes my finger in his and quickly kisses it before moving away. “I wouldn’t think anything less.”
“I’m serious Maddox, we have a—ah!”
I can’t get another word out, because before I can tell him rule number one, I’m on my back and he’s pushing my legs apart, bringing my sweatpants down soon after.
“You think of your rules. I’ll just be down here celebrating.”
My laughter trails off the second his tongue hits my center.
But he’s right. We can talk later. We have plenty of time for that. Right now, I’m going to enjoy my boyfriend fucking me with his tongue while I fantasize about a house with my dream kitchen that also comes with a pool and, most importantly, him.
CHAPTER 24
MADDOX
Maddox
On our way to the doctors office. It’s gender day, baby! Final predictions. Winners get to pick next week’s baking challenge.
Theo
Girl. And I hope she has a thing for athletes so you get a taste of the medicine you had for so many years.
Asher
Also girl. But mostly because I need a fellow girl dad. Braiding hair is for the fucking birds.
Maddox
Beau? Care to take a stab?
Beau
You’re both wrong. It’s a boy. I already sized his golf clubs. So get ready to lose gentlemen, next week we’re making sourdough cinnamon rolls. I’ll bring my starter.
