"I'd like to invite you to our baby shower, baby," Killian said while kissing my forehead.
We are in my bed, cooped around for the rest of the day.
I looked at him with furrowed brows and tried to confirm what he said.
"Are you sure? I mean, that is your baby shower with Isabelle. Do you know how I will feel?" I asked him.
"Yes. It's a mandatory party. Father told me that the whole pack must be there. I don't have any choice," he added before touching my face.
The tingles that traveled from our skin temporarily made me forget about the baby shower and my protest. My wolf and I love the tingles we share because it connects us to Killian.
"Can I not go?" I asked him.
"No, you can't, baby. I'm sorry," he said, starting to kiss me again.
Ugh, I don't like it when he does
