Folding Hearts (Mitchell Family #2)(60)
Author: Jennifer Foor

“As much as I love our family, I can’t wait to get home and get that addition done so we can sleep naked every night.”

“You know your daughter is still going to climb into our bed every night. I hardly believe you would tell her no.”

I laughed against her mouth. “Your right, well she can’t come in every night. We need to make more babies. I want Colt to have to explain how he is related to our kids over and over again.”

Miranda wrapped her arms around my neck and busted out laughing. “You are so sick.”

“Seriously though, I do want more kids. Not right away but in a couple of years. We shouldn’t wait too long because I don’t want Izzy to be that much older than her little brothers or sisters.”

We were distracted by Conner dancing around with Izzy. He had her in his arms. The more he swung her around the faster she laughed. It was nice he finally calmed down. It wasn’t like I hadn’t proved myself time and time again to him. All along I had been protective of her.

“So how many kids are we having, because this body won’t look the same for long?”

“We could be like that family on television that has twenty kids. That would be awesome. They could do a background story on us and how we are related.”

She buried her head into my chest and started snorting she was laughing so hard. “I don’t think my vagina can handle that babe.”

“Fine we can start with one, but I have seen you pregnant and your sexy as shit. I might need to see you like that more than once.” I spun her around and pulled her back into me. “You called me babe and said vagina in the same sentence. I am so turned on right now.”

“Daddy! Mommy! Up!” Obviously Izzy was done her dance with her uncle.

There was only one thing that could stop me from kissing my wife and it was Izzy. We pulled her up into our arms and danced with her between us.

“Guess we will have to continue that later tonight.” I acted disappointed, but I really wasn’t. I was used to Izzy coming before our sex life. Miranda always made up for it by being the little seductress she was. I think having to wait sometimes made it even better.

“Don’t make me wait too long. These crotchless panties aren’t that comfortable.”

Oh Shit!

I buried my head into her neck. “You are killing me here.”

“I only did what you said. Do I need to show you the message?”

“No. I clearly remember it.”

She giggled. “There is like nothing there. Even I got turned on looking at them.” Her eyes intently sent me a message I was very familiar with.

“Don’t give me that look. You know I can’t resist it. You look so damn beautiful right now, it’s killing me. Did you have to buy the one dress that would result in me staring at your tits all day?” I licked my lips just thinking about how hot she looked under that dress.

Miranda started laughing. “ The first thing I thought about was how much you would love this dress because of how my tits looked. And just so you know, I bought red ones.”

She backed away just enough that I could take her in. I knew she was talking about her damn panties. “Can I get a peek?” I pulled her back into my one handed dance.

“Nope. You have to wait to remove them. Be a good boy and try not to think about it,” she teased.

“You will be the death of me.”