Baby, Don't Go (Yeah, Baby Book 3)
were planning for us, the one with four kids, two surgeons, one house, and a partridge in a pear tree.”
    Her words sounded wistful and I took it as a good sign. “Baby, I’d really prefer a dog, but if this is your way of telling me you’re pregnant, we can have whatever fucking pets you want.”
    She began to cry in earnest, burying her face into my chest. I started to panic and wonder if I’d gotten it wrong. If she was trying to tell me she had decided to take the job in Minneapolis, I’d chain her to my bed until I convinced her she didn’t belong anywhere but here with me. I knew her, though. No matter the amount of time we’d been together, she was a part of me and I had no doubt that we wanted the same future. It was up to me to make her see it.
    My eyes suddenly caught sight of a white, plastic stick sitting on the counter. Still holding Ellie close, I reached out one long arm and picked up the pregnancy test. I stared at it from the back for a moment, a little nervous. Are you sure you aren’t the one with the vagina, dude?
    Holding my breath, I flipped it over and the air came whooshing out in a rush.
    Not Pregnant.
    Chained to the bed it is.
    I stood with her cradled in my arms and tossed the test into the garbage. Taking her to the bed, I lay her down and covered her body with mine.
    “I told you before, Ellie. You’re mine. I won’t let you leave me. If you want to wait to start a family, I’ll give you whatever you ask, except let you go. I love you and I know you love me. We were meant to be together and I’m going to keep you right here until I’ve convinced you it’s true.”
    Her chocolate brown eyes widened as she stared into my face. “You—you love me?” she stuttered.
    It dawned on me that I’ve laid myself bare to her, opened up my chest and gave her the ammunition to rip my heart out. Not for one second did I regret it, though. She was worth it. She was everything.
    I brushed my lips over hers then leaned back to gaze at her beautiful face. “Yeah, Ellie. I love you. I’m sure I’ve loved you since the moment I first met you. It took me a while to realize you were everything I never knew I always wanted. Once I understood my feelings, I decided there was no other recourse but to make you mine. I know you love me, Ellie.” I took a shuddering breath and made the last step into complete vulnerability. “Right?”
    She glided her hands up my chest and neck until she was cupping my face. “I love you more than anything in this world, Jack. You’re right, you own me. And, I don’t want to wait. I want to have a family with you, now.”
    The relief I felt was overwhelmingly acute. Obviously I’d been more nervous than I’d thought. I grinned at her and melded our mouths together, pouring all of my love into the kiss.
    I pulled back and stared at the gorgeous woman beneath me and noticed the dried tears on her face. After another quick kiss, I caressed her cheek, tracing the salty tracks. “No need to cry, baby. I’ll fuck you as many times as I need to until you’re swollen with my baby in your belly,” I promised and was rewarded with the sweet sound of her laughter.
    A thought crashed into me and I jumped from the bed and started for the door, halting after a few steps and whirling around. I pointed at her. “You. Stay.”
    She scrunched her cute little nose in distaste. “You better be practicing for when we have a dog, Dr. Halston.”
    I groaned helplessly. Whenever she called me Dr. Halston, it turned me the fuck on. I pointed to her once again and raced from the room, determined to get back as fast as possible. I practically flew down the back set of stairs to my office and snatched a small blue box from the drawer of my desk. Just as swiftly, I returned to our room and climbed back over her.
    Satisfied she’d stayed where I put her, I kissed her forehead. “Good girl.” She glared at me.
    I put the most innocent expression on my face that I could manage. “I

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