I didn’t have a belly yet.
I still looked thick around the middle and that was about it.
“Look,” I pressed.
He did look, his eyes on his hand.
We waited for the kicking to start again.
And it did, but not against his hand. In the small space that was just to the right of his hand.
The tiniest of outward bumps could be seen.
It was so stinkin’ cute.
“Whoa,” he whispered, his eyes enraptured.
Tears filled my eyes, as they were wont to do lately thanks to the hormones that were running rampant through me.
God, I was so stupidly in love with this man.
With his face and his smell. With his too-big heart and never-giving-up attitude.
This man was the entire package.
I threw myself at him, covering his lips with mine.
The hand between us moved automatically to catch me, and when my tongue licked at his, that hand tightened around my hip.
My hands went to his face, and I held it in place, fingers sinking into his beard, as I gave it all I had.
All that I had still wasn’t anywhere close to the power that Boone held, and when he deepened the kiss, I all but lost control of my limbs.
“Do you know how beautiful you are?” he rasped.
“Such a poet,” I teased as I pulled away, pulling at the bra.
He tried to still my hands, but when the clasp at the middle wouldn’t be defeated, I decided to yank it over my head.
Something snapped, probably the plastic clasp, but I didn’t care enough to find out.
His hands came up and cupped my breasts. “My god.”
“They’re big,” I agreed. “And sensit…”
His lips went in for the kill, sucking my sensitive nipples between them and lapping at them with his tongue.
“Oh, God,” I breathed.
“Not God.” He smiled against my nipple. “Just Boone.”
I caught the pillow next to his hip and whacked him with it.
It knocked him off my nipple with a laugh, and then he was switching our positions, coming on top of me with a practiced ease of years doing just that.
This was, however, one of the first times lately that one or the other of us wasn’t plied with alcohol. That was usually when our worst intentions came out to play.
But anything with Boone could never be a bad thing.
