I walked into the hallway, and found Reid making breakfast in the kitchen. He was wearing his cotton drawstring pajama bottoms, and a black t-shirt that fit him a little too snuggly. Not that I was complaining. The view was enough to have my blood racing, and I wanted nothing more than have him for breakfast.

My stomach grumbled, reminding me that I was actually hungry for real food, and it was loud enough to alert Reid to my presence.

He turned around, and when he saw me leaning against the breakfast counter behind him, he gave that secretive panty-dropping smile that made me weak at the knees. He was such a cliché – beautiful boy with blond hair, green eyes, and smile that made women want to rip off their own underwear – but knowing I didn’t have to share that side of him made me so incredibly happy. Last night was a turning point, and rather than moving around and around in circles, we could finally move forward.

“I was wondering when you were going to wake up,” he said, turning back to whatever he had on the stove.

“If it weren’t for the smell of food, I would still be sleeping. I’m starving.”

Reid moved a pan to the side, and switched the stove off before rounding the counter and stopping in front of me. “Did you get sick this morning?” He asked, his brows drawing in.

I shook my head. “No, but I haven’t in a while, so I guess the morning sickness is finally over.”

“Thank God,” he laughed. “I hated seeing you like that and not being able to make it better.”

I wrapped my arms around his waist, and looked up. “You did make it better though, by being here.”

“Always,” he murmured before pressing his lips against mine. I let out a shocked scream when he picked me up, and deposited me on the counter with my back to the living room. When he stepped between my legs, I locked my ankles at the base of his back and held him closer.  With deft fingers he started unbuttoning his shirt, stopping below mid-chest, and snuck his hand beneath my t-shirt until he found my breast. They were getting bigger, and were more sensitive with each passing week. Reid seemed to be aware of the fact though because his hands were gentle, careful, and yet still very much attune with how crazy he was making me.

“They’re fuller,” he remarked, tweaking my nipple. “Have I told you how much I love the changes in your body?”

“I hope you say that when I’m about ready to pop,” I replied between a moan, and a needy sigh. “Please,” I begged, “Keep doing that.”

I closed my eyes, and focused on the way my body bowed beneath Reid’s hands, like he was masterfully taking control of it.

My hips started moving then, seeking him out, and rubbing against the very noticeable erection beneath his pajama bottoms.

I wanted to ask him to stop messing around, and just do me, but I wasn’t exactly sure how to go about it after we’d only just redefined our relationship. I wanted him to take the lead because I needed him for direction more than he realized.

While one hand continued to massage my over-sensitized breast, I felt his other slide down my side, and into my cotton sleep shorts. They were by no means appropriate for the cold temperatures, but I got hot way too easily, and if it meant Reid could have easy access like he did right then, there was no way he’d get me out of them anytime soon.

“My girl’s a little horny this morning,” he said. I could hear the smugness in his grin but any comeback was halted when his fingers started moving over my clit.

“Oh Dios,” I moaned, struggling with the rush of sensation traveling down between my legs. They said pregnant women had an increase in sex drive, and they sure as hell weren’t lying. I was already approaching that highly sought after mind-numbing orgasm, and Reid knew it too.

“You’re so sexy when you’re flustered,” he told me, his voice thick and husky. I opened my mouth, ready to tell him I needed to come, but the words evaporated when two of his long fingers entered me. I sucked in a shaky breath, and opened my eyes, watching his face while he coaxed my body closer to the edge of oblivion. I lifted my hand, and held on to his neck and when I finally shattered, my nails dug into his soft flesh beneath his hairline. My teeth sunk into my bottom lip, stifling my scream, and my toes curled while I rode out my orgasm. I was panting, and shaking, and Reid simply watched, enamored with what he saw.

He pulled his fingers out, and the sight of him licking them clean evoked a fresh round of quivers. “That was...” I breathed out, unable to find the right words to describe it.

“You were...” he replied teasingly. I slowly started to right myself but then stopped.

That’s when I felt it.

A flutter in my stomach.

My eyes widened, and I looked down at my round belly.

“What is it?” Asked Reid. “Did I hurt you?”

I shook my head, and gasped when I felt the movement again.

“Jade?”

I looked up, and met Reid’s nervous gaze. “She moved.”

Reid’s eyes fell between us, and I reached for his hand, placing it on the exact spot I felt our daughter kick.

C’mon sweet girl, I prodded. Move for daddy.

My eyes never left his face, and when he felt the slight jolt beneath his hand, his head whipped up in surprise.

“You feel it?” I whispered.

He grinned, and lowered his head. He lifted my shirt, exposing my belly, and placed the softest kiss just above my belly button.

“We can’t wait to meet you baby girl.”

I smiled, and my heart felt ready to explode. I wanted more of these moments, moments so pure, and untainted by the bumpy road it took for Reid and me to get here.

Reid righted himself, and I leaned forward until I could kiss him. When he backed away, I noticed that his pajama bottoms were tented, and couldn’t help but giggle.

“Can I help you with that?”

He looked down, hands on his hips, and smirked. “Na, I’ll just have a cold shower.”

“You sure? I could easily go for round two.”

That was no lie. Thinking about what Reid would eventually look like holding our baby turned me on, and knowing what he had going on down below only made it worse.

He stepped closer, and brought his hands to my hips. “I’m tempted, but there’s one thing I want us to do before we...you know.” His cheeks reddened, and there were few things I found sexier than making him blush. He was such a man, and yet couldn’t even talk about us having sex without turning red. Yeah, I wanted to keep him.

“What’s that?” I asked, hugging his waist.

“Buy a house?”

I’m sorry say what now?

Chapter 14

Reid

Forever Wouldn’t Be Long Enough

Jade stared up at me, a frown etched onto her beautiful, damp face. For someone who just had an orgasm, she looked pretty pissed.

“I’ve been meaning to talk to you about it,” I said, carefully judging her reaction. “But I think we should get a house before the baby comes.”

Jade pushed me away, and started righting her clothes. Our sense of reckless abandon had dissipated, as did the tenderness with which we experienced our daughter’s first movement.

“I’m going to go ahead and assume that you’ve already started looking for properties,” she replied, jumping from the kitchen counter. I couldn’t argue because she knew me well. When I had my mind set on something I wasted little to no time getting it.

“I just had my dad get some listings in the area, Jade. It’s not a big deal.”

She huffed, crossing her arms over her stomach. I was painfully aware of the hard on tenting my pajama bottoms, and even an argument wouldn’t make it magically disappear. In fact, I was most certain that it would only make the ache worse. A turned-on Jade was sexy, but an angry Jade, with those pouty lips and fire-filled eyes? Kryptonite.