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All of her. Everywhere.

She presses my hand against her flat stomach and pushes down. “Do you feel that?”

“Feel what?” I ask, confused. “Are you okay?”

Her pale-blue eyes shine in the dark as she slides my hand under her shirt and rests it flat against her creamy skin. “Talk to her,” she whispers softly, and I drop my hand.

So fucking slowly, I grip the hem of her shirt in my hands, giving her plenty of time to resist of she wants to. When she doesn’t, I lift it over her head and toss it to the bed. She’s perfect.

What I thought was a still perfectly flat stomach is rounded ever so slightly, like the beginnings of a tiny basketball of a bump. Cheeky pink panties emphasize the barely there bump, and a pink lace bra pushes up boobs that are definitely a full cup fuller.

I drop to my knees in front of her and gently place my hands on her stomach. “Hey, baby girl,” I whisper as I brush my lips against her soft skin, and a shudder rolls over Caitlin’s body. “You being good for your momma?”

Caitlin takes my hand in hers and moves its positioning more to the side before she presses down again. This time, I feel the tiniest pressure pressing back against my hand. “Holy shit,” I whisper, awed. “Was that her?”

When I look up into Caitlin’s eyes, they’re full of happiness and unshed tears as she nods, unable to speak.

The tiny kicking stops, and I kiss her stomach again, wanting more, but just like her mother, it’s going to be on her time. Not mine. The women in my life are all destined to be stubborn.

I pepper kisses along her ribs. “I loved seeing you there tonight, kitten. You, in my clothes. Pregnant withmy baby. There atmy game. My family. So fucking hot.”

She’s torn.

It’s clear the way every muscle in her body is strung tight.

Hesitant. But not pulling away.

I get the feeling it’s now or never.

That this moment, right now, matters more than any other ever will.

This is where I win the real game.

“You hold all the power here. Only you can put us out of our misery. Please, baby, you’ve got to forgive me. “ I wrap my arms around her waist and rest my cheek against her bump. “I’m so fucking sorry for putting you through hell. I swear to you I’ll never do it again. Give us this chance.”

“You’re my life, Cait.” She cups my cheeks in her delicate hands and tilts my face up to her. “It’s you and me. In every life, in every fucking way, I’ll choose us every time. I’m so fucking sorry I made you doubt that, kitten. Give me one more chance, and I’ll never let you doubt it again.”

CAITLIN

In this life . . . In every life . . . I choose you every time.

—Caitlin’s Secret Thoughts

“Stand up, Callen.” My words are muffled, like they’re being said under water, and I have to strain to hear them myself as my heartbeat thrums so loudly in my ears, it drowns out everything else around us, leaving just Callen and me.

He stands and runs his hand over the back of my head, anchoring me to him. But it’s not enough. “Callen?—”

I’m not even sure what I’m trying to say, but he waits for me to gather my thoughts. Doesn’t push. That’s not his way.Never his way...

I let my eyes soak him in. The golden-tanned skin and beautiful ink covering this beautiful man. This man I don’t doubt would give his life for mine. This sometime annoyinglyincredible man who’s refused to stop trying to regain my trust, and a sob bubbles up from deep in my throat.

“You hurt me, Callen, and I don’t think I’ll ever recover if I let you in again and you break my heartagain. I’m holding it together now with tape and hope,” I admit, knowing I’ve lost the fight. I don’t have the strength to keep fighting this. I’m not sure I’d even want to fight it anymore if I could.

Not with Callen standing in front of me with so much love shining in his eyes.

He bends his knees, bringing eye to eye, and brushes his lips over mine. “I’ve never belonged to anyone but you. Please, baby. I’m so fucking sorry.”

“Callen. . .” I sob.

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