I nodded softly, my hand trailing along his face, his sharp jawline.
Butterflies fluttered in my stomach, my heart swelling with… something I couldn't name.
Love? Was that what this was?
"Now, I'll f**k you like I missed you," Jack said, taking my lips again, my worries instantly dissolving.
"Jack, baby," I tried to complain between kisses, "we're in public, someone might walk in on us."
"The only public I see here is me, you, and our baby. And I know she's happy seeing her parents infatuated with each other." He fixed my hair.
"She should know I'm making love to her mother because I cherish and adore her, and I would never, never, never" he emphasized "do anything to hurt you both."
I bit my bottom lip shyly. "You think it's a she?"
"Of course. I'll have two prin
