| "That's my answer." He blinked, a confused look on his face, still not getting it. Her smile fell as she leaned forward to kiss him. He pulled her closer, deepening the kiss. She broke away, the corners of her lips turning upwards. "I'll marry you," she whispered. His face was serious as he leaned in for another kiss, and she smiled against him. He walked forward, backing her up towards the bed. Their lips were still mashed together as he pushed her onto the bed, his body hovering over hers. Her back arched as he ground his hips into hers, both desperate to rid themselves of their clothing. He slowly slid her tank top over her belly, his lips leaving a trail of heat. She moaned as he took the crest of a nipple between his teeth, pulling her shirt over her head and going to work on her pajama pants. She hooked her thumbs in the elastic of his boxers and slid them off his hips and down his thighs, letting him lie down next to her to wriggle out of them. They scrambled under the covers and he slid on top of her, his fingers moving slowly, teasing her. He leaned forward, catching her lips in a kiss as he moved his hips forward into hers, slowly building the pace. She moaned against his lips, biting down gently whenever he thrust into her, meeting each of his thrusts and driving him deeper. They kept their lips pressed together to muffle their moans and cries of pleasure. �ibhleann whimpered and Mark sped up, driving her over the edge. Her back arched, her moans getting louder despite the pressure from Mark's lips. As she tightened around him, he came with a low grunt, losing control of his reflexes. He gradually slowed down, finally sliding against her with a contented sigh. �inhleann groaned as the baby started crying again. They hadn't heard the headboard banging against the wall. *** "Hey, Scott?" "Yeah. Mark? Is that you?" Mark squinted, concentrating on trying to hear him. "Yeah, it's me. What's going on over there? You partying without me, man?" "Hell yeah, we are. What's up?" "I just wanted to let you know my flight number and everything back to Orlando." "You're coming back?" "Scott, don't act so surprised. I'll be in around 6:30 pm on Thursday. I'll swing by your place on my way home." "Everything okay?" "Yeah," Mark said with a slight chuckle. "Everything's great. But you gotta get Hillaree to come down with Jagger for a while." "Why's that?" "Well, she needs to help Ayvee with the plans and all. And I'm sure Hillee wouldn't mind babysitting for a few hours so she can catch up on sleep." "No, sure man, that sounds fine. I'll give her a call." There was a pause, and Mark smiled, waiting. "Wait a minute. What plans?" "The wedding, Scott. The wedding. �ibhleann and Cierra are moving down there to Orlando, so they'll at least have a missing significant others support group." Scott chuckled. "Sounds like a plan. I'll see y'all on thursday then." Mark smiled. "Later." "Later, man," Mark returned, winking at �ibhleann. She smiled up at him as he took Cierra into his arms. "Looks like you're gonna be getting a new cousin," he said softly. Cierra just smiled and gurgled, her eyes twinkling happily up at her daddy. |
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