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bathtub. Then I strip off my shirt and undo my jeans.
    “What are you doing?” she asks.
    “I’m taking a bath. I’ve got marinara sauce in my hair. I’m going to feed you your dinner and make everything up to you.” I step into the tub with the plate in one hand while water sloshes over the sides. We face each other. I twirl pasta around the fork and feed it to her.
    “Mmm…good.” She takes another four bites smiling wide after each one. Then she takes the plate and carefully sets it on the floor next to the tub. She moves into me, sloshing water as she goes and grabs the soap and wash cloth.
    “What are you doing?”
    “Washing the sauce out of your hair.” Her fingers wrap around my dick in one swift move. “Well maybe later,” she says lowering herself onto me in the next. “Water’s a challenge. You’ve got to really get moving…like this. Just think we don’t have to worry about birth control like ever again. No condoms. A silver lining I guess.”
    “Silver lining,” I say forcing a smile.
    “I’ll make it up to you. I promise,” she whispers pulling me closer so our faces practically touch. She looks at me intently. “I love you so much. Thanks for loving me back.”
    “You say that like you’re a consolation prize.”
    She pulls back and looks at me. “Maybe I am.”
    “You’re more than enough. Yes, I would have liked to have had more kids with you, but we have Cara. We’re going to be okay. We are . But let’s not talk anymore,” I say nipping her neck with my teeth. “No more talking.”
    “Got it, No talking,” she says.

    I stay, breaking Tally’s cardinal rule about that, especially considering it is the night before a playoff game, and essentially dismiss Cara’s possible confusion, and tell her we should have stopped honoring this weird ass moral code of hers weeks ago because we are together, and Cara's knows it. Tally’s not entirely convinced that me staying is such a great idea.
    She stands there with her hands on her hips wearing nothing but one of my Giants orange and grey T-shirts. I get a glimpse of the filmy black material of her thong as she moves about the room. She knows I like that one too, and I am amused as to how she thought I was going to be able to walk out the door when she’s dressed like this.
    Uh. No. I’m not leaving tonight.
    “You should go.” She tries to sound convincing, but it doesn’t quite work, which causes me to laugh in just hearing her wistful, sexy tone.
    “No.” I put my hands behind my head on the propped-up pillows and sink deeper into the bed with a contented sigh.
    I like it when she’s like this. Conflicted is the only way to describe it. Being a sex goddess as well as a perfect mommy are these complete opposite roles. It makes her all the more charming that she doesn’t even see it.
    “What?” she asks upon seeing the bemused look on my face.
    “Nothing.”
    “No, there’s more I can tell. What is it?”
    “I have a surprise for you. You have to wait for it though. For a little while anyway. Just trust me.” I can’t help but smile. “You’re going to love it, but you have to wait a few more days before I can show it to you. It’s big. It’s a big surprise.”
    “Okay,” she says looking wary now, “but you know I don’t like surprises of any kind.”
    “I do. But this one? You’re going to love this one. It’s a good surprise.” My smile gets wider because there’s more to tell her. “So. I’ve been thinking about our situation, and I’ve got an idea of how to solve some things for you and me. Because let’s face it, you and me are all that matters.”
    “Okay. I can agree with that much.” She climbs up onto the bed and settles down on my lap.
    I hold her face between my hands ensuring I have her attention. “Let’s get married on Friday after my game tomorrow night. Let’s just go to courthouse and get it done. Then, it won’t matter when we get around to the big wedding for family and