between us but our insecurities. It’s you and me, Aiden. That’s it.”
He swallows hard, cupping me by the back of my neck. “Okay.”
“Okay,” I agree, a grin pulling at my lips. “So, you’re still going to marry me?”
“Absolutely. I’ll marry you every day, Shelli Grace. As long as there is a seat for me front row on opening night.”
I wrap my arms around his neck. “That seat belongs to no one but you.”
Our lips meet then, both of us smiling as we hold each other close.
Just the way I love us to be.
Chapter 7
Aiden
I slide my fingers along the nape of Shelli’s neck, my lips moving with hers. I pull away only slightly, my lips still touching hers as I whisper, “I want to eat a meal together, on FaceTime, every day.”
Her lips turn up, slowly, and she nods. “Sounds great. And we cannot go more than two weeks without seeing each other. Even if it’s only for a night. Last time, we went a month, and I about went crazy.”
“Agreed,” I say, kissing her top lip. “We’ll need to sync our calendars and really keep up with it.”
“Smart. And at least two nights of phone sex a week.”
I waggle my brows at her. “And seven days at the most.”
Her lips tip up. “My thoughts exactly. Where are we on the house issue? Are we going to stay in the apartment or buy a house?”
“I’d still like to find our dream home but not be so insane about it.”
“Okay. We’ll tell the real estate agent what we want and settle for nothing else.”
“Solid plan. And you’ll stay in an apartment in New York since you told your dad to sell his place?” I ask.
She side-eyes me at my dry tone. “That’s fine with me.” She cups my jaw, her face changing as she grins happily at me. “See? We can do this.”
“Of course we can. I just don’t want to,” I admit honestly. “I want you all to myself.”
She leans into me. “I’m yours.”
I take her mouth with mine and draw the kisses out of her, slowly but with hunger. I cup her ass in one hand, my other hand holding her hip as our kisses turn more and more desperate. She stops the kiss first, her eyes opening just as mine do. “We’re an awesome team, Aiden. Nothing can touch us. I promise. I also promise never to withhold information again, but I can’t promise that another part won’t come up that I’ll want to do.”
I swallow hard, getting lost in her blue eyes. “I want whatever you want, but I do have a question.”
Her eyes search mine. “Yeah?”
“I was under the impression you wanted kids.”
Something moves in her eyes. Fear? I’m not sure, but she presses her hands to my chest, leaning into them as she gazes up into my eyes. “I have dreamed of marrying you my whole life, and when I was younger, even into my teenage years, I was convinced we would have a huge family. I want that, and I know it may seem that since everyone else is popping out kids, I’d want one now too. But I want us first. I want us to know each other inside and out. I want to enjoy us before we settle down and have kids. But, yes—God, yes—Aiden, I want your babies.”
Love smashes into my chest, leaving me breathless. She has that effect on me. To render me utterly senseless from her beauty and perfection. But I can’t ignore the known fact. “Shelli baby, I’m not getting younger,” I remind her. “One of the hazards of marrying an older guy.”
She laughs, her eyes holding mine in a heated embrace. “You’re nowhere near old, for one. But tell me, Aiden, when do you want to have kids?”
I couldn’t look away if I tried. She isn’t challenging me or anything like that with her eyes, but I’m mesmerized by them. “I want to have our first in my early thirties. Like, soon.”
Her lips slowly move into a gorgeous smile. “Funny, I wanted to be married for a year before we started trying.”
I hold her closer as my heart sings for hers. “What about New York?”
“We’ll figure it out,” she admits after a moment. “I don’t want to make promises I can’t keep. I want to figure things out together as our little family.”
I lean my head to hers, sliding my nose along the tip of hers. “I’m sorry, Shelli.”
“For what?” she asks, her eyes widening a bit