"That was the most amazing dinner I've ever had." 

I held the hotel door open for Danielle. "I'm glad you liked it, baby."

I followed her inside, taking her by the hand as we made our way to the elevators. She wasn't wrong about the dinner tonight. The restaurant we went to was very upscale. It was filled with candles, chandeliers, and music. The cheapest thing in there was just shy of one hundred dollars. It was the perfect place for a romantic—albeit expensive—dinner. 

But that wasn't the reason I took her there. It didn't have to do with the money. Even though Danielle's family came from money—and the fact that she loved shopping at Saks Fifth Avenue and Barney's—she didn't care for those fancy restaurants back home. That reminded me of our first date.

Which I completely bombed. 

When we finally got to our room I took off her coat and hung it on the rack. I followed her as she walked towards the bed. 

"What are you thinking about?" she asked, turning towards me and wrapping her arms around my neck. 

I smiled down at her. Christ, she was beautiful. There was something about her that made all logic go out of the window. Whenever I looked at her, I only saw her. There was no outside world. No rich parents who looked down on us. No failed arranged marriages. Nothing but her, me, and our unborn child. 

"I was just thinking about how beautiful you are." I stroked her bottom lip with my thumb. "And how damn lucky I am that you're my wife." 

She smiled and I felt her fingers playing with the hair at the nape of my neck. "Damn right you're lucky, Ryan Hale." She leaned into me and brushed her lips against mine. "But so am I. I'm very lucky to have you as my husband." 

I groaned into her mouth when she kissed me. I would never get over the sweet honey taste of her mouth. There was nothing like it. 

She pushed my jacket off of my shoulders and it fell to the floor. I cupped the back of her head and deepened the kiss. When she tugged on my lip with her teeth—fuck. I nearly came before we even got started. 

I pulled away from her and ran my eyes over her body. 

"Turn around." 

With an impish smile, she did as I asked. 

I brushed her hair over one shoulder before I pressed my lips against the side of her neck. I smiled when she let out a little moan. This was her sweet spot. It was kind of mine too because I love the sounds she made when I kissed her there. 

I pulled away from the delicious column of her neck to unzip the back of her dark red dress. My breath caught as the tiny little teeth separated, exposing her black lacy lingerie underneath. Lingerie I couldn't wait to remove. 

I pushed the dress off her shoulders and helped her step out of it. She was only wearing her lingerie and heels now. She hardly wore heels anymore since she got pregnant. Only on special occasions—and only if she was feeling up to it. Tonight was one of those nights. 

Her eyes never left mine as I knelt in front of her. I unfastened one high-heel then the other. I could tell by the heated look in her gaze and the quickening of her breath that she was just as worked up as I was. Keeping my eyes on her, I kissed my way up her body. I took my time with it and savored her soft skin. The rose scented lotion she loved invaded my nose. 

God, she smells good. 

When my lips finally found hers again, Danielle reached for for the waistband of my pants. She made quick work of unfastening my belt, and before I knew it, they joined the rest of our discarded clothes on the floor. 

Without breaking the kiss, I scooped her up in my arms and carried her to the bed. I hovered over her, being careful not to put any pressure on her round belly. 

"I need you, Ry."

I cupped her cheek in my hand. "You have me, Dani. Always." 

I leaned back and reached for the waistband of her lace panties. She lifted her body enough so I could pull them down her long legs. I tossed them over my shoulder before I positioned myself to do what I had been wanting all damn day.

Not wasting another second, I took her into my mouth. 

"God yes," she moaned, burying her hand in my hair as I tasted her. 

My tongue delved into the sweetest part of her, giving her what she wanted. Her cries of pleasure filled my ears as I licked and played. The only thing better than this was being inside her. 

"Yes, Ry. More..."

I'll give you more. 

She worked her body against my mouth as her moans got louder. I glanced up at her and saw her head thrashing back and forth on the pillow. 

She was close. 

Knowing what would bring her to climax, I flicked my tongue against her swollen clit. She came apart instantly, crying my name as I swallowed every bit of her release. I didn't stop until I wrung every last tremor from her body. Only then did I lift my head and position myself between her thighs. 

At the exact moment she grabbed my face and crushed her lips against mine, I thrust my hard length inside her. We moaned in unison as I filled her. I dropped my head into the hollow of her neck as I pulled my hips back and drove into her again. 

"I love you," I breathed against her skin. "I love you so much, Dani." 

"I love you, Ry. Take me. Please."

Lifting my head, I looked into her eyes. They were filled with passion and love. 

"You never have to beg for anything, Dani. Ever."

I took possession of her mouth again. I kissed her deep as I continued to make love to the best thing that's ever happened to me. No one else made me feel the way she did. She brought out of me a blinding passion and unmeasurable love that I didn't know I possessed. More importantly, she was my soulmate. There was no doubt about that. 

"You feel so good," I breathed against her lips. "Christ, Dani. You feel so fucking good. I can't stop." 

"Don't stop," she breathed, her body sliding up the bed as I fucked her. "Never. Give me more, Ry. Harder." 

She gasped when I lifted her left leg just enough so I could go even deeper inside her. I wrapped it around my waist, lost in the pleasure that her body gave me. A flicker of pain shot through me when she dug her nails into my shoulder. I groaned against her lips, wanting more. So much more. 

"I fucking love then you do that," I rasped. "Do it again." 

I fucked her harder, and when she raked her nails down my back, it took everything not to come. I wasn't ready to come yet. I needed more of this—more of her. 

"Fuck, Dani. That's so fucking good."

Her moans got louder as I quickened my thrusts, and when I felt her body start to quiver from the pleasure, I sucked at her neck. 

My name was a strangled cry from her lips as she came in my arms. Her body milked mine, tightening around my dick. I continued to thrust into her as she rode her orgasm. That was until she dug her nails into my ass. That's what pushed me over the edge, causing my body to shake as I released myself inside of her. 

Once I came back down to Earth, I fell onto the bed beside her, both of us trying to catch our breaths. 

Dani turned her head towards me and flashed me a contented smile. "Wow. That was—"

"Amazing," I finished for her. "Incredibly amazing."

The urge to have her close flowed through me. I turned on my side and pulled her body flush against mine. She rested her head on my chest and one arm on my stomach. 

"How do you feel?" I asked her quietly. 

Even though the doctor told us it was perfectly fine to have sex while she was pregnant, I still worried. I couldn't help it. As soon as I saw that little blue plus sign when she did the pregnancy test, everything changed. 

Even though I couldn't see her face, I felt her smile against my chest. 

"I feel amazing. And the baby is fine." She looked up at me and traced her fingers over my lips. "You worry too much." 

I playfully nipped at her fingertips. "There's no such thing. You and the baby mean everything to me." 

"And you mean everything to me," she said pointedly. "Your welfare is also important. Promise me you will try to worry less." 

I shrugged a shoulder. "I can promise to try. Although, I'm pretty sure that I won't be able to worry less." She made a face at me and I chuckled. "I promise, Dani." 

"Thank you." 

The two of us laid like that for a long time. Dani traced circles on my abs and I stroked her hair. It was these moments that I felt completely happy and safe. 

"Do you ever feel guilty?" 

Her voice was so low I barely heard her question. 

"Guilty? About what?" 

It took her a few moments to speak again. 

"You know...Jackson and Harper."

I squeezed my eyes tight when I heard the sorrow in her voice. The truth was, I did feel guilty. And I already knew Danielle felt the same way. How could we not? 

"Dani, look at me." 

She did. 

I wiped away a tear before I said, "It's normal to feel guilty, baby. What they're going through isn't fair. I mean, My little brother grew up and fell in love. Then he got married and wanted to start a family. I never thought in a million years that he would be the man he is today. He deserves a family. They both do. But it's not our fault. It's no one's fault. It just...is." 

When she started to look away, I tucked my hand under her chin and brought her gaze back to mine. 

"Dani, it's okay that we're happy about our baby. We have no reason to feel guilty about that. Okay?" 

She nodded and leaned forward to kiss me. When she pulled away, I cupped the back of her neck, hungry for more of her delectable mouth. 

An idea came to me and I leaned back. 

"What do you say to a hot bubble bath and some of those chocolates you love?" 

Her eyes lit up instantly. "I thought you'd never ask." 

When she leaned up to kiss me again, all I could smell...was roses.