“At least until you feel better.”
“I feel fine. I’m going to Aruba for two weeks and I’m going to relax, lay in the shade, and watch my boys play.”
Jason smiled down at her. “So, you’re okay.”
“Very.” She lifted her hips under him. “But I can think of ways I could be better.”
“Anything for you.”
She let him undress her and make love to her. His touch was reverent and gentle. He whispered his love to her between kisses and made sure her body was ready for him. Her husband, the man she couldn’t imagine living without, treated her like she was priceless and irreplaceable. She closed her eyes as he entered her and let the tears of joy fall. He kissed the trail away. His love erased the past and paved their future. He was their world, and he gladly accepted that mantle.
She climaxed and shattered around him as he found his own release. He held his massive body over her as they came down from the high from which he’d taken them. He rolled and brought her with him. “We’re pregnant.”
“We are.”
“Do we know if it is a boy or a girl yet?”
She laughed. “No, I have an appointment when we get back, before the boys and I go to South Dakota for Christmas break.”
He popped up on his elbows. “I don’t want you flying without me.”
She chuckled and snuggled closer to him. “Then fly us there, Superman.”
She felt him stroke her hair and kiss her forehead and heard him whisper, “Anything for you, princess. Anything.”
Chapter 6
Justin King opened the door to his New York apartment and stopped halfway inside. His wolf-whistle pierced the air. His wife smiled and bounced over to him. “Do you like it?” She spun, showing him her ensemble.
“I do, is it new?” She’d stopped the zipper of the skintight pink wetsuit halfway up and her breasts threatened to spill out. All in all, it was an extremely enticing sight.
“Yes, I have one for you, too. Not pink, though.” She rushed to the couch and pulled a wetsuit from a box. His was royal blue. “It is the latest tech. Precisely distributed stretch compression around all the primary muscle groups. From the research I did, they are mimicking the tech used for Olympic swimmers.”
Justin took the suit she offered him. “And you got this for me because…?” The material was ultra-light.
“Well, it was going to be a Christmas gift, but since we are going to Aruba, I figured you could use it.”
He chuckled. “For what, snorkeling? I don’t think we need a wetsuit for that.”
“That’s what I thought until I found some cool things to do around Aruba.”
Justin put his suit on the back of the couch and wrapped his arms around his wife’s waist. The material under his fingers hugged her tight body like a second skin. “Cool things to do? I can think of several things to do that don’t require any clothes.”
“Really?” She wrapped her arms around his neck. “I think the people who operate the water jet packs would object.” Dani lifted on her toes and kissed him.
He frowned at her. “Water jet pack?”
Her smile was radiant. She knew she had his interest. “Think James Bond jet pack but powered by water. They have a company in the Dominican Republic that offers lessons and rentals.”
“But we’re going to Aruba.”
“The DR is an hour and a half by plane. A day trip. We can schedule it for one day that we don’t have aunt and uncle duties.”
He jerked his head up. “Wait, what?”
“Well, the Coven has agreed that we’d take turns with the kids so each of the couples gets some alone time.”
He opened his mouth and then shut it again before he stepped away from her and put his hands on his hips. “We don’t have children, why should we watch everyone else’s?”
Dani popped him on the arm and rounded the couch to grab her laptop. “Because it is the right thing to do and we’re family, silly.” She clicked the touchpad and activated the screen. “See, here is the information for the Dominican Republic, here is information on kite surfing. I really want to try that. They offer it in Aruba and there are forty-two registered dive sites around the island. We can rent tanks or ship ours to Joseph’s. It would be expensive, but I’d rather ship ours.” She glanced up at him and stopped. “What?”
“All day?”
She looked at him and narrowed her eyes. “I’m sorry, I don’t follow.”
“We’re going to have the kids all day long?”
“Yes, Justin. All day. We’ll have the older kids along with another couple, so there will be plenty of eyes to watch them. We agreed the babies would stay at the house and Ember said their housekeeper has nieces that would help in the evenings so we adults can lounge around the pool and have cocktails. Besides, we can go snorkeling with the older kids. It will be fun.”
Justin rubbed the back of his neck. He loved his brothers’ and sister’s kids, but he had zero experience being a supervisory element for anything under the age of 18, as in adults. “Uh, okay.”
Dani put the computer down and rounded the couch toward him. “What’s wrong?”
“What if I break one or something?” He dropped his head back and sighed audibly. “Kids break, don’t they?”
“No, children don’t break. I’ll be there along with one of your brothers or sisters.” Dani wrapped her arms around his waist.
“Great, it would be my luck we’ll pull the short stick and end up with Jade and Nic.” He could just picture it now. Jade teaching the kids how to throw punches and how to sneak up on someone and throw them to the ground.
“Nic loves kids, and he’s great with them. You handle an international corporation, base jump off mountains, swim with sharks, and do things we don’t talk about. A handful of kids are nothing.” She smiled up at him.
“Handful? Have you seen the tribe the Kings and Marshalls have started?” He did a mental count. “If you don’t count the babies, there are eight ankle biters. Eight. Even if we have another couple with us that is two kids per person to watch in the water. What if they drown?”
“Justin, I promise we won’t break anyone or let anyone drown.”
Her shoulders moved up and down under his hands. He glared down at her. “I can’t believe you’re laughing at me.”
“I can’t believe you’re being a baby about this.”
“Oh, no, not fair, I’m not being a baby.” He wasn’t. He was being cautious. Which, all things considered, wasn’t a word that he applied to himself. Ever.
She stepped away from him and walked backward toward the hall that led to the bedroom. “Right, you’re not being a baby. You’re being a… coward.” She lifted her eyebrows at him and slid the zipper of her wetsuit down as far as it would go. Fuck, she was gloriously naked underneath all that pink neoprene.
“Coward?” He stalked forward while pulling his suit jacket off.
“Mmm…” She slipped out of the arms of the suit and again walked backward.