He grabbed my hips and lifted me over his waist, holding me against him. “If I had told you, you never would have shown.”
I yanked my top over my head and tossed it to the ground. “You’re damn straight I wouldn’t have gone. I hate getting together with people to celebrate.”
He sat up and pulled the cups of my bra down, pulling a nipple into his mouth. I groaned and ran my fingers through his hair, holding him against my breast. His tongue ran over my nipple, soothing the pain he caused with his bite.
“Don’t care,” he muttered against my breast. “You might not like it, but I wanted everyone to know that you’re mine.”
He bit down again, making me hiss and pull his hair hard. “Everyone already knows.”
“Doesn’t fucking matter. Not until my ring is on your finger.”
I tossed my head back and let out a gasp with every flick of his tongue against my nipples. God, he knew just what to do to drive me crazy.
“You know how I feel about that.”
“I know you don’t give a shit about marriage, but I do.”
He lifted me off him, plopping me on my feet as his fingers grasped at my jeans, yanking them down my legs. I held onto his shoulders as he tore the material from my legs and slid down to the floor between them. My eyes glazed over with need as he grinned up at me just before tearing my panties from my body and leaning forward to sniff between my legs. I felt the gush of my arousal as he moved in and swiped at my pussy.
“Oh God,” I whispered as my legs quivered.
His tongue licked and flicked, sending zaps of what felt like lightning through my body. He spread my legs further, refusing to let me slow the need building inside.
“Come on my face, Florrie.”
“I want you inside me,” I gasped.
“On my face,” he urged.
I tried to hold off, but Alec had never been one to back down from a challenge. His tongue drove me insane, and just when I thought I couldn’t take any more, he slid three fingers inside me and pumped until I was collapsing against him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and rested my head on his shoulder as the shivers subsided.
“Still think you can get away with not marrying me?”
I chuckled as his hand ran lazily up and down my back. “I have no problem marrying you. I just don’t want a bunch of people watching me. It freaks me out.”
“You have no problem with someone watching you shoot.”
“That’s because I’m good at shooting. Walking down an aisle in a white dress while people stare at me is totally different.”
“So, you can wear tactical gear, and instead of walking down an aisle, we’ll jump out of a plane.”
I pulled back and smiled at him. “You’d really do that for me?”
“Baby, I’d do anything to have you. I don’t give a shit where we get married, as long as in the end you’re mine.”
I stared into his eyes and did something very uncharacteristic. I let my face soften and I took his face in my hands, leaning in to press a soft kiss to his lips. This man had me heart and soul, and it was time that I started showing him how much I needed him.
My phone rang and broke the connection between us. I didn’t want to answer, but there were only so many people that might call me.
“It’s probably Cap. Let me just tell him to fuck off.”
I slipped out of Alec’s arms and stumbled over to my bag to grab my phone. I felt the swat of Alec’s hand against my ass and glared at him, even though I wasn’t angry.
“Hello?”
“Ms. Younge?”
My stomach dropped. It was the social worker. This was the call we had been waiting for. “Yes.”
“This is Rachel DeWitt, Reid’s-”
“Yes, I remember.”
“We’ve gotten the test results back from the couple in Utah. They are a positive match to Reid.”
I swallowed hard, nodding even though she couldn’t see me. “Okay, what does that mean?”
I felt Alec’s arms wrap around me and leaned back into him for comfort.
“It means that they are who they say they are. Mr. And Mrs. Fuller are his aunt and uncle on his father’s side. They’re seeking custody of Reid.”
“When?”
“I’ll be filing the paperwork with the court tomorrow morning. When I know the court date, you’ll be the first to know.”
“Thank you,” I said quietly, not sure what else to say. I hung up without another word and turned into Alec, burying my face in his chest. His hand ran up and down my back soothingly, but even his touch wasn’t enough to calm me right now. I felt like I was having Reid ripped away from me, and I wasn’t sure how to deal with that.
“It’ll be okay,” Alec whispered. “We’ll get through this.”
“What if they take him away?”
“We just have to fight. That’s what we do, Florrie. We fight for those we love.”
“But what if we can’t win this one?”
“Hey,” he pulled back and stared down at me. “Let’s not think like that right now. We just have to think positively right now. This isn’t the end of the line. We’ll meet with the lawyers and do everything possible to keep him with us.”
But I knew deep down that we weren’t going to win. I could feel it in my heart. These people were related to Reid, and aside from them being psychotic, what were the chances that the judge would grant us custody?
“What do we tell Reid?”
He sighed and pulled me back into his chest. “I think we tell him the truth. But we have to keep things normal for him. We can’t walk around like we’re going to lose him. We need to keep his life as normal as possible. We can’t talk
