Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 78807 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78807 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
“Animal,” I say, grinning as he pulls me down for another long kiss.
“And as for you,” he murmurs, hands exploring my body.
“Easy there.” I slap him away. “I wanted to talk to you about something and I need you to save all this—” I gesture at him vaguely. “—for later.”
“All right, love,” he says with a big sigh. “What’s so important you’re making me keep my hands to myself?”
“Another baby.”
His eyes widen. “Now you want to talk about it?”
“You’ve been bugging me about it for months,” I say, shaking my head. “I wasn’t ready, but Cillian turned one yesterday, and now—” I lean down and run my fingers through his hair. “I want another baby. I already miss it.”
“You miss waking up in the middle of the night to do feedings?”
“Well—”
“And the crying? The fucking crying?”
“I don’t miss that.”
“What do you miss, exactly?”
I hesitate, not sure how to explain it, but I try. “I miss the possibility. I miss… I miss the growth. All the newness. Yes, I know, the first few months are really hard, but that’s why we have money.”
“Good point,” he says, tilting his head. “I do know what you mean though. And you know how I feel about this.”
“More babies,” I say, nodding solemnly. “As many as you want. And how many is that, exactly?”
“We’ll see,” he murmurs. “More than two, I can promise you that.”
I sign happily. “Insatiable.”
“You know me.” He squeezes my ass. “Does this mean I can start coming between those lovely thighs of yours again?”
“Fortunately, yes.”
“Good girl.” He gently grips my hair. “Shall we start?”
“Finn!”
“Cillian’s with Sara. I think we’re free for another couple hours.” He stands, lifting me like I’m nothing. “I want to use every spare second.”
“I didn’t mean we’d start right now.”
“You should’ve been more specific then. It’s much too late to stop.” He kisses me deep and slow. “I’ve already made up my mind and you know how I get.”
“You’re one stubborn man.”
“Especially when it comes to you.”
I laugh as he carries me up to our bedroom.