Reid hung up the phone and tossed it before he lifted Allison onto his lap.
“A family, huh? I didn’t agree to kids.”
He tickled her sides, eliciting a loud screech from her. “If you don’t want kids—”
She pressed a finger to his mouth. “I do, but not right away. Let’s get married first.”
“I can agree to that.”
Her arms snaked around his neck, and she wiggled against his growing erection. “Doesn’t mean we can’t practice.”
“I plan on it.” He nipped her neck before flipping her beneath him and settling his cock at the juncture of her heat. He thrust into her, freeing himself of the past, letting go of all the shit that tried to break him. None of that mattered now.
He stared down at the woman he loved, probably always loved, and knew, whatever the future held, as long as Allison was by his side, he’d be one lucky bastard.
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