Tracey yelped when Blaise grabbed her and pulled her into his lap. Her skirt was artfully pushed up her thighs and the two pins holding up her hair clattered to the floor. It made it all worth while when Blaise embraced her tightly. Just the power of him holding her was more than she could hope for.
The tone of his voice was what gave it away. What clued her in to the fact that they were on the same page with this baby issue. Both of them wanting it was a good thing. He was an incredible father with Ae-cha and she knew she wasn't going to have to do this alone.
"Yes, yours," she breathed, starting a slow grin that was interrupted by his kiss. Tracey's head tilted back as her tongue flicked against his. She wrapped her arm up and around his shoulder. Blinking slowly, she finally had to swipe at the moisture at the corner of her eye. Being so emotional was already annoying. Sitting up, she tugged at her skirt. "You're happy, yeah?" More happy than actually being pissed because your lover got pregnant by accident?
Tracey pressed light kisses to his lips. "We should leave to go see your flat before one of us starts undressing the other." She was teasing. Almost. "I think we've already exceeded the limit both of have remained clothed in this room."