“I think we covered just about everything. We can always add to it later.”
“We have seven rules. Maybe that’s lucky.”
Yeah, maybe they would get lucky and conceive in the first month. “Jake, I want you to know how much I appreciate this.”
“I know you do.” He squeezed her shoulder. “I think it’s going to work out real well.”
“Me, too.”
“Although I do have just one more question.”
“What’s that?”
He looked down at her with a grin that could make a woman forget her own name. “When do we get started?”
Jake leaned over the console in the control room, wincing as his crotch bumped the hard metal edge.
He’d been daydreaming about Marisa again—more to the point, making love to Marisa. Since she’d begun testing for ovulation every afternoon, he’d thought about little else.
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