-Caleb-
When Jocelyn said she loved me, it completely blew away her earlier worry about pregnancy. I wasn’t sure I was ready to be a dad, but I did know one thing for certain.
“I love you, too,” I said, tilting her lips up to mine for a kiss.
“Not stepbrother/stepsister love, either,” Jocelyn clarified, as though she needed to.
I chuckled and kissed her again. “Baby, I’m pretty sure if I felt THAT kind of love for you, we wouldn’t be having sex.”
“True.” Jocelyn licked her lips. I could feel the slightest flick of her tongue against my mouth. “And you don’t have to just say it. I don’t expect you to say it back just because we might die tomorrow.”
“That might have sped up the timeline a bit, but it doesn’t make it less true,” I said to her, stroking her hair.
“Really?” Jocelyn asked
