her bone. He shivered. “You’re so beautiful. Don’t let me hurt you.”
Kaimi’s palms pressed against his abdomen and trembled. Or was he the one shaking like a damn teenager? Slow and easy. Let her be in control. “Take my shirt off, honey?” A question, not a demand. A suggestion. Yeah, that was good. He could suggest his way through this, one fucking touch at a time.
Her eyes fluttered closed. And then she bunched the fabric of his shirt in her fists and skimmed it over his head. When she inhaled a shaky breath, it went through him, piercing his heart with need.
But it wasn’t until her lips touched his chest that sweat broke out with prickly bursts of fire under his skin. His woman blew a trail of cooling breath from throat to navel. He swallowed, shuddered. How the hell was he going to keep from losing it?
He rolled to his back, bringing her with him. “Slow and easy,” he muttered, a reminder to himself, and then he stilled. “No condoms.”
Kaimi’s eyes sparkled in the glow from the bedside light. “No. I want us to make a baby, Jayme. Your child. Our child. The timing is right for me. I know we’re not in a good place to add a new life to the mix, but there’s a chance, a very slim chance, that—”
He pressed his fingers against her lips. “I understand. And yes, if there’s a child I want it to be mine, ours. No questions and no regrets.” This decision would affect the rest of their lives, especially if there was a child. Should have scared him shitless, but instead a deep sense of how right it was settled in his chest. His woman. His child.
Kaimi kissed his fingers, then ran her tongue around them, sucking.
Heat shot to his groin. “Slow and easy.” It’d kill him, but it would be a good death.
“Maybe later.” Her t-shirt landed on the floor next to the bed. “It’s been six months, Jayme. You make me wait and I’ll have to take things in hand.”
FEAR FLASHED IN JAYME’S EYES, and for the second time his body shuddered under her touch. He was afraid for her, of hurting her, rushing her. Love swelled until her heart simply didn’t fit in her chest. It pounded for release, but realization slowed her movements. She’d have to be careful with him. This wasn’t just about her healing, it was about their healing.
She slipped her underwear off, and kicked her legs free. The handful of white cotton was starkly visible against the navy blanket. The dark and the light. Her life before and after. Oh, yes, she was so very ready to create a haven to share with her life mate and their child. There was no doubt in her touch when she trailed her fingers down his chest, caught the waistband of his boxers, and tossed them on the floor. He wouldn’t be needing them anytime soon.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
THEY SLEPT IN, ORDERED ROOM service, and fed each other breakfast in bed while they discussed logistics for finding each other after their tasks were completed in Washington. Kaimi swallowed a mouthful of fresh-squeezed orange juice. It was sweeter than she’d expected, and she licked her lips, soaking up the last of the flavor. “I’ve been thinking about this, and I have a plan.”
Jayme groaned, holding a slice of toast to her lips. “Your plans, honey, tend to give me the mother of all headaches.”
She pushed his hand away, and glanced at the clock. “No more. Too full. And we need to—”
“How do you want to play it?” He bit off a bite of the toast.
Kaimi tilted her head, considering her words. Jayme wasn’t going to like any of it, but there was no other way unless they stayed together, and there was a high probability that choice would get both of them killed. She stifled a sigh. “It shouldn’t take more than a week for me to execute my part of the plan, but dealing with agency higher-ups could eat your time like a black hole. And since we won’t be able to communicate by phone, mail, or email…”
He dropped the rest of the toast on his plate, stood,
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