"Is that what you need?" I murmur, sliding a hand to the front of his throat, putting just enough pressure for him to feel it.

"You can let me," I insist, squeezing a little harder. "You said you wanted us to have a baby, remember?" I remind him, speaking low in the shell of his ear, "You wanna help Andrea and Spike, you want me to be okay with that? None of that's gonna happen unless you let me see."