“A little?”

“Okay, a lot, but one thing I’d never joke about is how stunningly beautiful you are. You take my breath away, Madeline, and I love you more than I can ever tell you.”

“Sometimes, especially on days like today, I can’t believe that this is my life now. You and our kids and this house and your family and mine, all together. It’s like a dream.”

“Even the naked boy-naked girl part?”

Groaning, she dropped her head to his shoulder. “We’ll still be talking about that when they’re in college.”

“We’ll be talking about that forever. And PS, it’s like a dream for me, too. I never imagined anything for myself like what we’ve found together, and that we get to share our lives with the people we love the most… We’re truly blessed.”

“Yes, we are,” she said, rubbing shamelessly against him.

He rested his hand on the small curve of her belly over the baby no one else knew they were expecting. “If you’re too tired tonight, I’ll understand.”

She glanced up at him, seeming relieved. “You will?”

Mac wanted to shoot himself for saying that. “Of course I will. If you don’t want to, we don’t have to.”

“Oh thank God. I’m exhausted.” She withdrew from him and sacked out on her side after positioning her pillow where she wanted it.

With his cock hard enough to pound nails, he suppressed a groan and got under the covers, shutting off the light. He lay there trying not to think about the throbbing coming from his lap when he realized the bed was shaking. What the hell?

He turned the light back on to realize the shaking was coming from his wife, who was laughing her ass off. “What are you laughing at?”

“I can’t believe you fell for that so easily. You’re losing your touch, Mac.”

“Are you fucking kidding me? You faked being tired?”

“I am tired, but not that tired.”

“That was so mean! I’m hard as a rock, and you leave me hanging.”

She laughed so hard, tears fell from her eyes.

“You’re really racking up the demerits lately, Mrs. McCarthy. First the evil prank you perpetrated against me and my boys, and now this.”

“I’m very sorry,” she said, wiping the tears from her face. “Let me make it up to you.”

“I don’t know if I want you to.”

She wrapped her hand around his erection and gave it a squeeze that made him see stars. “Really?”

“Okay, I want you to.”

“Thought so.” She left a trail of kisses from his chest to his belly as she continued to stroke him.

Mac ran his fingers through her hair, watching her and loving her, even when she was mean to him.

Maddie swirled her tongue around the tip of his cock. “Am I forgiven?”