Page 91 of Wicked Rush

“What is it?”

“I’m having a baby,” she confessed. As the words left her lips, she held her breath, terrified of his response. She’d only discovered the pregnancy a few days ago.

“You clearly need more lessons, sweetheart.” He laughed, pressing his lips to her head.

“You’re okay?” she asked.

“I’m more than okay. Was this expected? Hell no, but Jesus, Brae. Don’t you get how much I love you?” He kissed her again.

“I love hearing you say those words.”

“But you know, my little fox,” Braelynn giggled as he flipped her onto her belly, and caressed her bottom, “I’m going to look forward to more of these lessons.”

“Are you now?” she purred, arching her back. “You know I can’t be tamed?”

“I’m not looking to tame you, sweetheart. Enjoy you. Love you. But never tame you. You’re the best adventure I’ve ever had. That rush?”

“Yes,” she smiled.

“You’re it.”