“In fact, what do you think about having an Emme of our own?” I ask.
She laughs as she settles back into my arms, placing her head in the crook of my neck. “Babe, I’m pretty sure kidnapping is illegal.”
It’s my turn to laugh. Post-orgasm Dani really can’t think straight. She’s so adorable that she hasn’t figured out what I said. I roll her over to her back, and her hair fans across the pillow.
Looking into her baby blue eyes, I say, “I want to have a baby with you—for us to start trying.”
Her smile reaches up to her eyes. “Really?”
“Yes. I want it all with you. I want to see your belly grow with my child, feel him or her kick, and be there when he or she is born. I want the dirty diapers, the late-night feedings, and sleep deprivation. I want all of it. You’re my wife, and I love you. What do you say?”
She shifts so that my erection is lined up directly to her already wet entrance. “Well, Mr. Lawson, you better start trying to put a baby in me, then.”
Sliding into her, I say, “Challenge accepted, Mrs. Lawson.”
THE END