Page 52 of Keeping Laryn
Damn, she loved this man.
In response, she went up on her tiptoes and kissed him with every ounce of emotion she’d held in for so long. It was too soon for the words, but she could show him how important he was to her. How impressed she was by him.
CHAPTER TWELVE
It was taking all the control Casper could muster not to rip the damn ugly coveralls off this woman and throw her onto the bed to have his way with her. Every word out of her mouth made him want her more.
The guilt that he’d missed her attraction all this time was there, but maybe it was for the best. A year or two ago, things between them might not have worked out. But now?
Her lips on his felt like coming home.
He banded his arms around her and held her tight as he took control of the kiss. Her upper arms were trapped against her sides because of the way he was holding her, but he felt her hands caressing his sides as he re-learned her mouth.
She gave as good as she got, she wasn’t a passive participant, and it made Casper harder than he was already. He was two seconds away from coming, which would be a damn shame because the only place he wanted to orgasm was deep inside her body.
It was an unusual desire for him. In the past, he hadn’t much cared about when or how he came, just that he did. But hewanted to be as connected as he could be to this woman when he exploded.
And thinking about coming inside her made him think about babies. Which should’ve freaked him out. He’dneverthought about children…except how to make sure he didn’t have them prematurely.
Tearing his lips from hers, he looked at the woman in his arms and blurted, “Do you want kids?”
She blinked in surprise at the question.
Casper rushed to explain his line of thinking. “I was envisioning what was ahead of us tonight…after going down on you and making sure you’re wet enough to take me without pain—I’m bigger than a lot of men, not bragging, just stating a fact—and I got to thinking about how much I was looking forward to coming inside you. Of feeling you massage my cock from the inside, how amazing that would feel. Made me think about birth control and children.”
Casper had a feeling he sounded like a lunatic. If this were a casual hookup, it would be a totally inappropriate topic to mention. But since he felt down to his bones that this was anythingbutcasual, that Laryn could very well be the woman he married and lived the next sixty years of his life with, he needed to know they were on the same page when it came to kids.
She licked her lips, plump from his aggressive kisses, and nodded.
Relief almost made Casper’s knees weak. “I’m a twin,” he reminded her.
She smiled. “I know.”
“All I’m saying is that it’s likely twins run in my family. That gonna be a problem for you?”
“Um…are we talking hypothetically?”
“No.”
“No?” she questioned, looking surprised again…and a little worried.
“Laryn, I like you. A lot. And if things go the way I’m hoping they do between us, we’re going to be long-term. As we established earlier, we’re both in our mid-thirties. We have some time, but not a lot because I’d rather not be changing diapers and running after toddlers when I’m sixty. I’m just trying to figure out if we’re on the same wavelength when it comes to kids.”
“Are you gonna help with these twins? I mean, are you going to be the kind of dad who thinks it’s solely the woman’s responsibility to get up in the middle of the night when they cry? Who’s too busy flying his helicopters to remember he has a family? What about changing diapers, or being the bad guy every now and then and saying no, so I don’t have to be the mean ol’ mom all the time? What kind of father do you intend to be? The answers to those questions will help determine if I’m all right with twins.”
Casper couldn’t help but smirk. This was the strangest conversation he’d ever had with a woman he was on the cusp of taking to bed. But it also felt like one of the most important discussions of his life.
“My dad was awesome. He was very hands-on. Did everything with me and Nate. He went to every extracurricular activity we had and did whatever was necessary in order to give us what we needed to be happy and healthy. But the most important thing he gave us was his time. He was there for us. That’s the kind of dad I want to be. Present in my kids’ lives. I wouldn’t give up midnight feedings or daddy days out for anything. So to answer your question, I’ll be the kind of father figure my children need…as well as the kind of partner their mom needs.”
His answer came from his heart, and he practically held his breath to see how Laryn would react.
To his surprise, she pushed on his chest—hard—and Casper immediately dropped his arms from around her and stepped back, giving her space. He panicked for a moment, thinking he’dscrewed this up somehow. Maybe he was too mushy. Not alpha enough. And he was definitely rushing things.
He opened his mouth to try to reassure her, but he didn’t get the chance before her hands came up to the zipper of her coveralls.
She smiled at him with more confidence than she’d had outside the bar—the last thing he remembered of that awful night—as she unzipped them, then wiggled her hips and let the coveralls fall to the floor. She stood in front of him in a pair of black bikini briefs and a black tank top.
It took every bit of willpower for Casper not to come in his pants right then and there.
