Bec’s P.O.V.
“s**t, we have to stop.” I growled, as I heard baby Nikki cry out for me. That girl would sleep through every night, except for the one time when I actually wanted her to keep sleeping. I wanted to stay right there, inside of Archer’s arms. s**t, I loved being in his arms. I loved kissing him. I honestly believed that I actually already loved him in a strange sort of way. The mate bond had made sure of it. It had drawn us closer and closer all night long. And Archer himself had been nothing but perfect, every second since I had met him. He was a perfect gentleman and, as of right now, I couldn’t find a single thing to be wrong with him. He was simply perfect, inside and out. He had been jealous of Tyler when he had walked in earlier tonight, but I knew that jealousy came from
