“Oh come on, Emma. Admit it. You were dreaming about having sex with me. I must've been good if you were about to come."She snorted exasperatedly. "I'm surprised you're even asking about how good you were. Don't you always think you're amazing?”

“You see I've been taking these tests to tell when I'm ovulating and when I'm mostfertile. And well...it's now.""Oh, so you came up here for a fuck?"Emma cringed. "Do you always have to be so crude?"He chuckled. "I'm sorry. Would you prefer I call it an afternoon delight?" he teased.”

“You need to eat your salad," Aidan finally said."Oh, so now you're telling me what to eat?""You're supposed to be eating a lot of green, leafy vegetables for the folic acid."She arched her brows in surprise. "And just how do you know that?"Through a mouthful of baked potato, he said, "What To Expect While You're Expecting.”

“You really have the nerve to stand there and ask me that?” When he didn’t respond, I practically growled as I took a step towards him. “You blow so hot and cold with me that I’m not sure which way is up. It’s a wonder I don’t need a chiropractor from your emotional whiplash. One minute you’re telling me you want a girl like me to be interested in you and the next you’re coyly asking how I feel about Garrett.” Finally toe to toe, I glared up at him. “You’re really good at charming the panties off girls at ten paces, but you can’t even tell a girl how you really feel when she’s up close and personal!”

“Emma leaned over to where their faces were only inches apart. “Since you think you know everything, tell me if you understand this. Have you ever wanted something so bad you think you’d die if you don’t have it? That the mere thought of it keeps you up at night. You can’t sleep, you can’t eat, you can’t drink. You are so consumed by that desire nothing else matters, and you’re not sure life is worth living if you can’t have it.”

“Frozen, I stood staring at him like he was a vision or something. His hair was still damp, and a few droplets glistened on his face. When he caught me, warmth burned across my cheeks.“Were you just ogling me, Angel?”“No, I wasn’t.”He chuckled. “I think you were.”I whirled around and swept my hands to my hips. “Fine I was ogling you. Happy now?”“Actually I am. I like it when you look at me like you want me. Like you think I’m… handsome.”My brows rose in surprise. “Handsome? That doesn’t sound like the way you would describe yourself.”With a grin, he asked, “And just how would I describe myself?”“Hmm, sexy, hot as hell, and panty melting?” I challenged as I handed him a Coke.“Yeah, you’re right. Those really describe me better.”

“Don't ever think Noah's in the way. He will always be the string that ties us together. He's our love growing inside you. He may not be the reason why I fell in love with you, but he's the reason why I got another chance at life. You saved me, Emma.”