(Emery’s POV)
They barely made it through the apartment door before clothes started hitting the floor.
Luca slammed it shut with one hand and had her pinned against it in the next breath. His mouth was on hers, hot and hungry, like he’d been starving for days and she was the only thing that could feed him.
“This ring on your finger?” he growled into her neck. “Mine.”
She moaned as his hands gripped her thighs and hoisted her up, wrapping her legs around his waist.
“You’re obsessed,” she breathed.
“Damn right,” he said, dragging his mouth across her collarbone, kissing down to the top of her bra. “You said yes. You’re carrying my kid. You’re the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. What do you expect me to do—behave?”
His tone was dangerous and teasing, his hands rough with want but soft wh
