“That I can’t believe how lucky I was to end up on the ferry with you when you were ranting about how sick of men you were.”

“Don’t mention that. It still embarrasses me to think about how out of control I was that day.”

“How can I not mention it when you being out of control brought us together? Besides,” he said, kissing her again, “I love you best when you’re out of control.”

“You’re a very bad influence on me.”

“Now that is just not true.” With dexterity that she often teased him about, he divested her of the dress she’d worn to the party, quickly followed by her bra.

“You must’ve had a lot of practice to be so good at that,” she said as she always did.

“Shut up and kiss me.”

She did as he requested, her sweetness and enthusiasm sending his need into the red zone after about thirty seconds of slick lips sliding over his while her tongue teased and tempted. “Adam?” she asked after long moments of silence.

“Hmm?” He was now focused on her neck.

“I want to get married soon. I don’t want a long engagement.”

He raised his head to look into her eyes. “That’s fine. Whatever you want.” He was on his way back to her neck when her fingers on his chin stopped him.

“I want something else, too.”

“What do you want, honey? I’d give you anything. You know that.”

“A baby,” she said softly. “I want so badly to be a mother.”

“Then we’ll have a baby,” he said as if it wasn’t the biggest thing he’d ever committed to in his life. Committing to having a child with her didn’t feel like the overwhelming notion it might’ve been with anyone else.

“Really? You mean it?”

“Yes, I mean it. I want kids, too. You know I do.”

“But do you want them now?”

“I want what you want. Now, later… Doesn’t matter to me, as long as you’re happy.” When her eyes filled with tears, he leaned in to kiss her tears away. “Why the tears?”

“I’m so happy. This is what I’ve wanted all along, and as hard as I tried, I just couldn’t seem to find this.”

“That’s because you weren’t looking for it with me.”

“Please tell me you’re not going to suddenly go crazy and lose your mind and tell me this isn’t what you want after all. Because I don’t think I’d ever get over it if that happened with you.”

“I’m not going to do that, Abs. How could I when I can’t possibly live without you?” As he spoke, he began to press against her, letting her know what he wanted so badly he burned with it. Thankfully, she got the message and began tugging on his button and zipper.