Page 68 of Maddox

“He’s sure,” Maddox assured me gruffly. Clearly, my man was ready for some alone time. He wasn’t the only one.

With quick kisses to the kids we left the bakery and headed up the mountain road, destined for home.

I still marveled at the gorgeous house Maddox had built us. Facing the clearing where Maddox had proposed, with its back to the woods beyond, the sprawling two-story lodge-style home was breathtaking. We’d moved in shortly after the twins had been born and I could honestly say that I never wanted to live anywhere else.

Maddox parked the truck, coming around to my side and helping me down. I’d learned after years of experience that pregnant or not, he liked opening my door for me. I wasn’t complaining.

“I’d say we have at least an hour, maybe more,” he murmured, kissing my neck and making my skin tingle.

“At least,” I agreed. My hormones had been off the charts with this pregnancy, my need for Maddox never seeming to ebb. He was all too happy to comply with that particular demand.

Really, any demand I had, including one night when he’d gone out at midnight to pick up my favorite ice cream. I’d had both my cravings fulfilled that night.

“You happy, baby?” he asked as we walked into our house, the vaulted wood ceiling and sunlit great room greeting us.

“No one has ever been happier,” I replied sincerely as we reached the master, his hands already roaming my body hungrily.

I’d never spared a moment to my size with either pregnancy; Maddox had made it clear he liked what he saw.

“You think this will be our last?” he asked as he stood behind me, his hands holding my belly possessively.

“I don’t know,” I answered honestly. “I kind of feel like I could do one more. You?”

“After the twins I wasn’t sure, but this pregnancy was so much easier for you,” he murmured, kissing my neck. “I love seeing you round with our baby, knowing I got you that way. Plus, we make beautiful babies.”

“That we do,” I agreed with a sigh, tilting my neck to give him better access. “Well, for now we can get some good practice in.” I giggled.

He growled playfully, coaxing me toward the bed. He lay over me, his gray eyes smoldering as he looked down at me. “Love you, baby.”

I smiled back at him. “Love you too, Mad. Always.”

“Always.”

~The End~