Sometimes It Lasts(Sea Breeze #5)(56)

“Here?” I asked.

She managed to pull my shirt off, and her mouth was on my left nipple as a small moan escaped her and I decided that right there was a pretty damn good spot.

I reached for her shirt. She lifted her arms and stopped flicking her tongue over the small metal bar in my nipple just long enough for me to get her topless.

I unsnapped her bra and slid it off her arms in one swift movement. Taking both of her shoulders, I held her back and took in the sight of her high, heavy br**sts sitting over her now round stomach. She was beautiful. Perfect. And mine. All mine.

“I need time with those,” I said, looking at her br**sts.

“Good, but let’s do that after I have you inside me,” she said, reaching for my sweats and slipping her hand inside to wrap her hands around me.

“Anything you want. Anything you f**king want,” I groaned.

* * *

A couple of hours later we’d managed to sate ourselves enough to make it back inside the house. Eva was curled up naked against my chest on the sofa, and we had the blanket pulled over both of us. Her eyelids were growing heavy as I played with her hair. There was a lot that needed to be done outside. Jeremy had made a list for me. But it wasn’t getting done today.

“I wasn’t sure what her middle name needed to be. But since her last name is going to be York, can we let her middle name be Brooks?”

I smiled and bent my head to kiss her neck. “Yes, I like it.”

“Bliss Brooks York,” she said with a pleased sound. “That way, she’ll have both of our last names.”

I froze. Both of our last names.

Eva’s last name hadn’t been something I’d been thinking about. I had been so focused on getting her back, I hadn’t thought about much else. I had always planned on marrying Eva. She was my always. But I knew it would be later. After school. After I had a job to support a family.

I slid my hands down over Eva’s stomach. I was about to have a family. Things weren’t exactly playing out in the order I imagined them. “I don’t even know her due date,” I said more to myself than Eva.

“March seventeenth,” she replied, laying her hands over mine.

We had three months before we became parents. I wasn’t going to let my baby be born into this world without her momma’s last name being York. But I needed a plan. Eva deserved something special.

“Cage?”

“Yes?”

“Will you cut us down a Christmas tree. We need one right over there in that corner.”

I loved that she had said us. “Of course. I’ll do it today.”

“Thank you. I’ll make you cookies,” she replied.

I moved my hands up to cup her br**sts. “I like cookies, but I can think of a few parts of your body I’d rather eat,” I replied.

Eva shivered against me. “Okay. It’s a deal.”

Chapter Twenty-Three

EVA

Cage had to work extra hard to catch up on the work he didn’t get done the past two days. Between me begging him for sex and him happily obliging and our picking a tree and decorating it, he’d had very little free time.

Jeremy was coming back today. He’d texted Cage last night to tell him that he’d be here late, but he’d be here. Cage had mentioned we needed to hire someone else and let Jeremy go. I agreed. He shouldn’t have to continue working here. Not if he wanted to do other things.

It was just after nine when Jeremy’s truck came rolling over the hill and across the field. He was a good man. Daddy was right about that. I loved him and I wanted him to find happiness. I wanted him to fall in love with a girl who couldn’t imagine life without him. It would happen. I knew it would.

He wasn’t Josh, but he looked just like him, and Josh had been beautiful. Jeremy was just as special. His truck stopped, and he stepped out then headed toward where I stood under the magnolia tree beside the porch.

“From the smile on your face, I think I stayed gone long enough for you two to fix things,” he said as he put his hat on his head.

“Yes. Thank you. For everything. Thank you.”

Jeremy grinned and then turned his head to spit out that nasty tobacco I wish he’d stop dipping. “You’re welcome. For everything,” he replied. “I figure Cage York ain’t gonna let you get too far out of his reach again. I hope you get everything in life you want, Eva. You deserve it.”

“You too, Jeremy. You too.”

He straightened his hat and looked out at the barn. “I’d hug you, but I gotta go work with your man today, and he’s watching me right now like he might need to come up here and beat my ass at any second.”

I glanced back and, sure enough ,Cage was standing beside his truck with his hands on his hips and his hat pushed back off his forehead, a piece of straw sticking out of his mouth. He looked like a television ad for sexy cowboys. I blew him a kiss and laughed.

He shook his head and grinned before shooting Jeremy one more pointed look. Then he turned and walked over to the barn door. “Don’t see a ring on your finger. Thought I’d see one of those when I got back.”

I glanced down at my hand. I hadn’t expected Cage to purpose to me. “Why would you think that?”

“Oh, I don’t know, maybe because you’re pregnant with his baby,” Jeremy shot back.