She touched his face.
“I married you. I’ve only ever loved two people in my whole life. Luke, and then you. That’s it. I swear on my babies.”
He knew she’d never do that unless it was the absolute truth.
It soothed the savage Jagger beast.
“Besides, J, we’ve seen some shit together. We’re a matched set. I love you.”
At the words, his heart skipped.
That softened him. It always would when Maura, Dianna, or Michael said those words to him.
How could it not?
“I love you, Mar. Forever,” he promised.
Because she wanted to soothe those dinged-up feelings, she was honest.
“And I think I’m having a girl. I know when we went for the ultrasound the baby wasn’t cooperating, but I think I’m having a daughter for you. This feelsNOTHINGlike with Michael.”
And that worked.
He grinned.
“I mean, I like being a girl dad,” he said. “They are so cute when you put them in pink camo it makes me grin like a freaking idiot. If we’re lucky, none of them will be Marines.”
She snorted.
“First, I’ve never done that. Second, now you put it out in the universe, so all of them will be Marines.”
He laughed.
“I know. As for the camo, you should. It’s funny as hell,” he admitted.
Then, he got serious.
“So we do this, pokeThe BlackStone Group, find the crypto key, get the money, get honor for the murdered soldiers, and call it a day?”
She reminded him.
“The snake has many heads. If we poke, we will be bobbing and weaving, but we’ll have jobs out the wazoo. We just have to be anonymous when we do it.”
He agreed there.
“Anything else?” he asked.
She nodded.
“You forgot one thing.”
He lifted a brow.
That’s when she moved, straddling his lap, and finding her husband’s mouth with hers.
She.
Went.
