Surreptitious (London)
Page 17
So yeah, I had firmly imprinted my mark on the bedroom and over the next few months, I added small feminine touches to every room in the house, with the exception of Jax’s office and Mase and Ruben’s bedrooms. I pushed my luck often, but even I wasn’t that brave!
Jax stalked out of his office, came right to me, grabbed my face and took my mouth in a searing kiss. Didn’t matter how long we’d been together, which was going on two years, every...single...time... my breath caught in my throat, goose-bumps broke across my skin and I melted into him.
He broke away from and I automatically groaned at the loss of his mouth so he chuckled and muttered... “Missed you too baby girl!!”
He glanced down at my suitcase and the four other bags I’d bought home with me before holding my eyes and asking...
“You got something to tell me babe?” My breathing hitched and I bit my lip because I did have something to tell him and I wasn’t sure he knew that, or if he was talking about something else entirely different, so I ventured cautiously...
“Um...I don’t know...do I?!” I asked.
He threw a hand out in the direction of my bags and replied, “Jesus babe! You used to avoid shoppin’ like the plague, now every time you leave the house you come back with more shit you don’t fuckin’ need! You’re spendin’ money like it’s going out of fashion!! You got an illness or addiction or some shit?!”
My body relaxed as I realised he was joking with me but I knew it was my opportunity to tell him what I had been hiding. I forced a laugh and then patted the seat beside me, so he sat and I began.
“Um babe, you know I’ve changed my views on shopping, and we have money, too much money, I wanna spend some! But listen, there’s something I really did need to talk to you about...” I paused and he frowned but I continued...”So, okay...well here’s the deal...see the thing is...just...okay, okay, the thing is...”
“Fuck sake babe...spit it out!!” He encouraged.
“I’m pregnant.” I blurted. Yep, big news, huge news...life-changing news and I just threw it out there.
He stilled and his mouth dropped open, then he snapped it shut and then repeated the motion three more times before he declared...
“We’re getting married.”
“We are?” I asked.
“Hell yes, we are!! You’re carrying my baby!! You need my ring on your finger and you need my last name!!”
“I do?...you’re happy about this?” I asked again stupidly. And I knew it was stupid when he scowled and replied.
“Of course you fucking do!! And happy ain’t even the word babe!! We’re havin’ a baby!! But I’m not having no kid of mine grow up without a proper home. So start organising babe, you’ve got two months. Tops.”
See? Alpha-macho bullshit!! It’s marriage, it’s babies...it’s supposed to be beautiful and loving and happy...and I got demands!! He didn’t ask me to marry him. He told me I was. Dickhead.
Still...WOOP!! I’m gonna have me one big-ass wedding!!
This might be the end of Taylor and Jackson’s story, but you can still hear from them in the next book of the London series.
The story of Mason and Harper will be out soon...keep an eye-out!!
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