Holly
What werethe first words out of my mouth the moment my physician stepped into the examroom?
“Can I have sexnow?”
She hadn’t even had a chance to ask me how I wasdoing.
That didn’t sound too desperate,right?
But could you blame me? I wasn’t your typical new mother who saw her lover every day. Tonight was my one shot at making love to Josh—or else I’d have to wait a few moreweeks.
And I’d rather have a Tasmanian devil chew on my leg than have to wait thatlong.
Anyhow, the appointment had been yesterday. Did I get the approval? I mean, after I clarified I wanted to have sex with my boyfriend once he returned from Montreal. Yes, I had realized after blurting out the question that it could’ve been taken the wrong way—that I wanted to have sex at the exact moment my doctor walked into the examroom.
Well, let me put it this way when it came to the approval—I might have done a few mental cartwheels down the hallway at thenews.
“Can you believe we get to see your daddy soon?” I asked Lily as we drove to the airport. Josh had told me he’d catch a cab home, but why should some random cab driver get to spend time with my boyfriend instead of me? Was the cabbie counting down the seconds to finally hold Josh and kiss him and make love tohim?
I seriously doubted it—even if this was SanFrancisco.
Lily didn’t say anything, asleep in her infant carseat.
By the time we arrived at the airport terminal, my body was begging me to jump his bones the moment I saw him. My heart was pounding, agreeing with the idea but at the same time as nervous as a cow at a communitybarbecue.
Lily’s car seat was attached to the stroller and she was busy cooing and gurgling at me as I pushed her through the airport. In her hand was her favorite toy—a plastic set of keys made forbabies.
Guess which super-hot, super-sweet daddy sent it to her fromMontreal?
I knew she wouldn’t last long in her stroller. She never did. She preferred to be strapped to my chest in her baby carrier. Why wasn’tshe?
Because as soon as I saw Josh, I would be hugging and kissing him. But it wouldn’t be a little hug and a peck on thelips.
We were talking about a full-blown, fireworks-lighting-up-the-night-skykiss.
And I didn’t think Lily wanted to be the filling in our sandwich, so tospeak.
We waited outside the exit for arriving passengers. My eyes instantly teared up at the sight of Josh walking through the door. It took only a few quick strides before he was in front of me, pulling me close. My arms went around hisneck.
Was this how I had fantasized it wouldbe?
Truth? My fantasy was dirtier. Sexier.Naughtier.
But I could hardly fulfill that fantasy at the airport with so many peoplearound.
His free hand cradled the back of my head and his mouth was on mine. It felt like a lifetime since we’d last kissed but at the same time, everything about it wasfamiliar.
“Get a room,” a guy said andcackled.
We separated, my face a little more heated thanbefore.
Josh turned his attention to his daughter. “I can’t believe how much she’s grown in two weeks,” he said, unbuckling her safetyharness.
He scooped her out of the car seat and kissed her forehead. Lily cooed and gurgled some more. She knew exactly who her daddywas.
I won’t bore you with the next part—because I know you want to get to the good stuff. Suffice it to say we went home, Josh spent time with Lily and me while he packed his things to take to Montreal, we had dinner, and then we put Lily tobed.
Not wanting to waste what little time we had left together, we returned to our bedroom. Or if you were looking for a more accurate description—we stumbled to our bedroom, our lips fusedtogether.
