Just One Touch(121)

By: Maya Banks

Jenna’s mouth dropped open as she stared silently up at her husband. “Is this a joke? Are you playing a prank on me for our anniversary? Do you really think I’m pregnant? And why would you know but I wouldn’t? Do you know how insane that sounds for the husband to know before the wife does?”

“Not when it comes to you, angel,” he whispered against her mouth as he took it again. “I know every inch of your beautiful body and I paid attention to every single detail of it when you were pregnant with our little Angel. Your smell is even different and your taste. Oh God,” he groaned. “You haven’t noticed the fact that I’ve been going down on you for the past few weeks like a man being given his last meal before his execution?”

Jenna flushed to the roots of her hair, her cheeks so hot she was sure she had to be bright red. He patted her gently on the ass and coaxed her toward the bathroom.

“Do it for my peace of mind before I fuck you so hard that you’re going to feel me for an entire week,” he pleaded. “For my anniversary present, I either get to fuck you hard and long every possible chance I get—and trust me, babe, I’ll make those chances happen—or you’re going to once again make me the happiest man in the world by telling me you’re going to have my baby again.”

Then he lowered his mouth to whisper in her ear. “I know I said I wanted lots of boys first, but I wouldn’t trade our little angel for anything in the world, and I have to admit, I’m kind of hoping for another one just like her.”

“Oh God, you are serious,” Jenna said, flabbergasted. Then she shook her head even as she headed in the direction of the master bathroom. “You’d better be glad I’m so on board with all these babies you’ve promised me, and that I want as many as you can give me, or you’d be in a world of trouble right about now.”

He pulled her into his arms when they were inside the bathroom and then he unwrapped the test and placed it reverently in her hand.

“You have to know that if at any time you ever changed your mind and wanted to stop, even at the one—or, well, the two it’s possible we already have—I would never love you or our girls any less. I only want you to be happy, my love. And I’ll spend the rest of my life busting my ass to make you happy every damn day.”

“Well, let’s see how happy you make me today,” she said, a soft glow lighting up her face as she stared at the early pregnancy test in her hand.

Exactly five minutes later, with Jenna standing at the counter with Isaac’s arms fully wrapped around her, his hands resting on her belly, their eyes met in the mirror.

“Time to look down,” he whispered, almost as if afraid of ruining the moment.

“Let’s look together,” she whispered back. “On three.”

After the count of three they both looked eagerly down at the test, and Jenna’s vision became watery with tears as she saw the clear, undeniable evidence that once again she was pregnant.

Isaac swung her around to face him, and she was shocked to see the glimmer of tears in his own eyes. “You have no idea how happy you’ve made me, angel girl. And you have no idea how much I’m going to love you for the rest of our lives.”

“Happy anniversary, darling,” Jenna said, “though I will say, this wasn’t the present I had planned for you.”

His expression became calculating. “Oh yes, I know exactly what my present was going to be, and I plan to collect on it right now.”

With that he swung her up into his arms and carried her to bed, laying her down before blanketing her with his body as he began to make slow, sweet love to the absolute love of his life.