Chapter 55

• “Please, please, please!” You ask, hopping up and down before plopping into his lap with a mischievous smile.
• Matthew pulls you in for a kiss, running his hand up the length of your leg, his touch feather light against your skin. Smiling, he presses kisses down your neck. “Believe me, love. That is not something you have to beg for. You took your birth control today?”
• “Yes, Sir,” you say, nodding rigorously. “Does that mean yes?”