Later that evening, when Hope had had her last feed of the evening and they’d gone to bed, he found their goodnight kisses turning hotter, to the point where they were both uncovering bare skin.
He stopped. ‘I don’t want to rush you.’
Her skin heated. ‘Sorry. You’re right. We shouldn’t take this too fast.’
Though he wanted to. And the expression in her gorgeous brown eyes told him that she might want to, too. He stroked her face. ‘I, um, bought stuff today in the supermarket. Just in case. Not because I expect it, but... Well. Later. When we’re both ready.’
She kissed him. ‘We have kind of known each other for months.’
‘Just not very well,’ he added in fairness.
Was it his imagination, or had her pupils just gone wider?
‘Maybe it’s time we remedied that.’
He went very still. ‘Are you sure?’
She kissed him. ‘Very sure. Because the way you make me feel...I haven’t felt that in a long, long time.’
‘Same here,’ he said.
‘Then maybe we ought to seize the day.’
‘Carpe diem,’ he agreed.
He fetched the condoms, and checked that the baby was OK. And then there was nothing left to hold them back.
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