“But you do want to get married?” he asked, almost tentatively. “I do.” “And kids?” “Um…” I cringed. “Maybe we could be the cool aunt and uncle?” “Oh, come on, Stig,” Leo said on a low, throaty laugh, his lips pressing against the soft skin under my ear. His next words were whispered just below it, sparking chills down my legs. “Let me put a baby in you.”
