I thought of Courtney and said a quick prayer that she would follow her heart and not her head.
Layton started to take off my jeans oh-so slowly.
Oh God…the feel of his hands on me is pure heaven.
“I’m going to make the sweetest, most passionate love to you, Whitley. ”
Oh my, I can’t breathe.
“Yes,” was all I could manage to get out of my mouth as I felt his lips all over my body.
I grabbed the sheets with my hands as I felt his hot breath against my clit. It didn’t take long before I was screaming out his name with one of the most intense orgasms ever.
God, the way he makes me feel when he does that…
As I slowly came back down, I had the feeling we were being watched. It quickly disappeared when I felt Layton slowly enter my body.
I closed my eyes and got lost in Layton’s lovemaking.
“I love you, Whitley. I want to be with you forever. ”
I felt a tear roll down my face as I pulled him closer to me. I needed to feel him closer…deeper inside me.
“I’ll love you always, Layton. ”
Chapter Twenty-Four: Layton
As Whitley and I lay in bed, I had the strangest feeling we were being watched.
Fuck, I really need to get that alarm system fixed. I’m all paranoid now.
“Baby, are you and Courtney using the alarm system I had put in at your house?”
“Mmm…”
I smiled as I felt her warm body up against mine.
“Was that a yes?”
“Mmhmm. ”
I let out a small laugh. I had been thinking all night about how I was going to ask her to marry me, and I finally figured it out.
Whitley might be from New York, but she is a simple country girl at heart.
I needed to keep it simple. My heart started pounding. Four more days, and I was going to ask her to be my wife.
“Layton?”
“Yeah, baby?”
“Can I ask you something?” Whitley rolled over to look at me.
“Always. ”
“Earlier today, when everyone started freaking out because they thought I was pregnant, you seemed…well, you almost seemed like you were disappointed when I said I wasn’t. I mean, I might have been reading it all wrong, and that’s okay if I was. It’s just that it kind of confused me, and I—”
I put my finger up to her lips to quiet her. “Whitley, I’m not going to lie to you. For a brief few moments, I was thrilled with the idea of you carrying our child. ”