Sarah’s Back

Kieran turned towards me. The snow must have stopped, as I could see his face backlit by the moon. ‘Cant’s sleep?’ He leaned in for a kiss, slipping his hand under my pyjama top. I caught it. ‘What are you doing?’ He looked a little puzzled. ‘What we’ve been doing every night in the past month, trying to bring about the existence of the next Valentine.’ ‘You still want to have a baby with me?’ ‘Why not?’ His brows furrowed. ‘Even when…’ ‘When what?’ ‘Nothing.’ I removed my hand. ‘Carry on.’ He rolled over on top of me, his face hovering above mine. ‘You kind of killed the mood, honey.’ ‘Did I? Let me give you a little help there.’ I slid a hand into his waistband, found him already hard. ‘Looks like you don’t need the help, after all.’ He covered my mouth with his. ‘Don’t stop what you are doing.’ I grabbed the front of his PJ with my other hand, pulled him closer, whispered all the things I wanted him to do to me. ‘You are a freak, Mrs Valentine.’ He chuckled. ‘Then we are well-matche