If we went to the States, we went together, and if we returned here, it’s together, too.

We can’t get enough of each other, and it’s not from the lack of trying.

“Jas…” she trails off.

“Hmm?”

She places a hand on my chest and leans her head on it. “I have something to tell you.”

“What?”

“Promise you won’t be mad.”

I narrow my eyes. “And why would you tell me something that will make me mad?”

The only time I’d get mad is if she talks about other men or goes near them. I still don’t fucking like it.

“Well, we talked about this before, but not in detail, you know…” she trails off.

“Just spit it out, Georgina.”

It’s her turn to narrow her eyes. “It’s Petal.”

I smile. “Fine, Pet.”

She nods. “There, much better.”

“Now, what is it?”

She bites her lower lip. “I’m pregnant.”

I pause. “Pregnant?”

“Yeah, you know. I’m carrying your baby. It happens when a man and a woman have sex and —”

I lean over and kiss her lips, cutting off her blabbering. “You’re carrying my baby?”

“I am. Are you happy?”

“Fuck.” Kiss. “Yes.”

“Really?”

“Is that a trick question? I’ve wanted to put a baby in you forever now. You’re the only woman I want to mother my children.”

Tears fill her eyes. “And you’re the only man I want as my children’s father.”

“You don’t have a choice in that.” I flip her over and she squeals.

“I love you, Jasper. I love you so much.”

“And I love you, Petal.”

She smiles as she wraps her arms around my neck and kisses me back.

THE END