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“Appendix 5,” I simply say.

I hear rustling as she quickly flips the pages.

“Oh shit, it’s true! There is no way I’m letting you name my child any of those.”

My cock twitches as her words seep into my pores. The thought of my child growing in her belly makes my loins tighten. “Speaking of, are you feeling okay, Stella?”

“Okay, as in?”

“Your pregnancy symptoms. You’re what eight weeks right?”

“You know, I’m actually surprised that the idea of becoming a father doesn’t send you running for the hills after your independence.”

It takes long before I can form the words. There was a time I would have done anything to have a child. I shake off the dark memories, and instead imagine Stella as she is now. I wonder what she wears to bed. Silk and lace? Something ratty like me? Suddenly feeling too hot, I reach behind me and yank off my twelve-year-old holey PJ top.

“It wouldn’t be my choice to get you pregnant, no, but now that you are, I need to make sure you’re both fine.”

“Hmm. I see. To answer your question, I feel good.” She pauses. “Very good, Ryan.” Another meaningful pause. “It’s almost as though I’m not pregnant at all. I have no changes whatsoever. Zero changes. You get?”

She sounds like she’s talking in code but I’m too tired for her riddles right now. “No, I don’t ‘get’ it since I’ve never been pregnant.”

And I know she’s rolling her eyes again, meaning she’s thinking of some scathing reply. Which makes me wish she would run her mouth so I can spank her when next I see her. “So, now if you don’t have any other issues to raise, shall we talk about sex?”

“What about it?” She asks warily.

“You said it was horrible for you the last time.”

“Oh God, Ryan, your ego is unbelievable. You still remember after all this time?”

“What do you mean ‘all this time’? It’s only been a couple of months, and I remember because it was a blatant lie.” I palm my cock.

“How are you sure of that?” she purrs.

“Because I was there, Stella. I was inside you.”

“And you’re not aware of the proportion of women who fake orgasms?”

“There’s no actress on earth as good as that. You fucking loved it.”

“I’ve had better.”

“In that case, I won’t touch you anymore, not unless you beg me.”

She makes a gagging noise. “You’re so obsessed with begging. A snowball has a better chance in hell, Ryan.”

“I’ve heard that before. Anyway, are you ready to move next week?”

“I’ve pretty much wrapped up here so yes.”

“Whirlpool and BodyLift staff are eager to meet you. I’ve had your managers prep the staff.”

“Prep, how?”

“I had them tell them you’re a she-dragon. All your staff, as of right now, are shaking in their shoes.”

“Are you kidding me?”

“No.”

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