Page 119 of Unruly

“Well, two is all you get. So if you were hoping for a boy, and it is a girl, I don’t know what to tell you.”

Instantly, Cross was up off the chair with a laugh and a grin. He caught Catherine around her waist with one arm, tipped her back, and kissed her mouth three times in quick succession. His forehead pressed to hers while his eyes locked on her gaze.

“Keep thinking I couldn’t convince you otherwise, babe.”

She tried to glare, and failed. “Be fair, Cross.”

“I am, by being honest.”

“Two is my limit.”

He nodded. “I know.”

Then, he kissed her once more. Softer and slower, lingering for longer and deepening the kiss until her lungs burned with the need for air and her body felt weightless.

Yes.

She still very much loved this man.

“The bloodwork came back good, too,” Catherine said when Cross finally let her go. “Nothing abnormal, I guess.”

“Perfect.”

“And I didn’t get the chance to mention it yesterday because you basically fell into bed and heard nothing until this morning, but Ma showed up yesterday.”

Cross glanced over his shoulder at her as he headed for the coffee pot. “I thought she might. Dante called to ask about what you planned on doing for the day. I assumed he was going to meet up with you somewhere, but he mentioned Catrina might like to.”

“Didn’t think to give me a heads up?”

“You needed to talk to your mother, Catherine.”

“So?”

“So, I was not about to risk you bailing on her if I did tell you.”

She did glare at him that time. “I would not have.”

“Maybe.”

“Cross.”

“You needed to talk to your mother,” he repeated.

Catherine heaved a heavy sigh. “And I did.”

“Yes, and I bet you needed it.”

“I did,” she admitted quietly.

Cross made his coffee, turned his back to the counter, and sipped from the drink. Facing her, she couldn’t hide a damn thing from him. She never could. “Maybe I should have told you, babe. I guess you had kind of realized you needed to step up and apologize anyway.”

“Did that, too, thank you very much.”

He smirked.

Catherine waved it all off.

“It’s all good, anyway,” Catherine said.