“She took care of Cain and Emma’s adoptions. I’m sure she’d do the same for us.”

“Let’s talk to them and ask, but right now I need you to finish what you started.” Abigail spread her legs and lifted her hips. She groaned when Fin only ran her fingers over her clit. “Not the time to tease, Abbott.”

“I love teasing you,” she said, moving down Abigail’s body and stopping at her nipples. “You can complain, but you love it.”

“I love you, and you can’t adopt my kids.”

She stopped what she was doing and took her hands off Abigail. “What?”

“You have to ask me something too, or it’s no deal. I’m not going to be the only one here with a different last name. I’m not keeping Eaton, even if you don’t change my name properly.” Abigail rose on her elbows and smiled, giving Fin’s body permission to breathe again.

“You scared the hell out of me,” she said, kissing Abigail to keep her from saying anything else. “And I’m not asking empty-handed. Trust me, I want to do it right.”

“Good, now do something else right,” Abigail said as she put her hands back on her. “Oh…good God.”

Fin put her fingers in and sucked Abigail’s clit against the roof of her mouth. From their first night of intimacy Abigail had taken her breath away with how beautiful she was when she let go. “Tell me,” she said, lifting her mouth off momentarily.

“Don’t stop, baby. I want to come,” Abigail said, grabbing the top of her head. “Harder, baby.”

She could feel the walls of Abigail’s sex tighten around her fingers. Abigail was trying to hang on and make it last, but the way she was moaning into the pillow meant she couldn’t stop the orgasm that was building. No matter what was going on in their lives, she never wanted to stop showing Abigail how much she loved her, and touching her in a way that made her know she’d be the woman in her life until it ended.

“Faster, baby, please.” Abigail bent her legs and put her hands behind her head to make her suck harder. She obviously needed more pressure to relieve the ache, and she was going to give it to her.

She kept pace with Abigail’s hips, and she felt ten feet tall when Abigail screamed and went limp under her. “Let’s hope they’re not working in the hall today.” She turned her head and kissed the insides of Abigail’s thighs.