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I have a lot of questions, but namely, how the hell was Eliza cheating on top-quality dick like this?!

The thought flew out of my mind as soon as I felt the rush of his cum inside me. I collapsed onto the bed like a fucking crash test dummy and panted as I caught my bearings. Jonathan was breathing just as loudly as he flopped onto the bed beside me.

I need to take another morning-after pill.

“You okay, Kierra? I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“I’m fine. Will you let me take you on a date, or nah?”

He glanced at me and smiled a smile that made my heart warm. “Yes, you can take me on a date.”

Chapter Twenty-Six

Jonathan

“Somebody better be dead,” Anthony groaned once he answered my call.

“It’s 6:30. I’m sure Nori has you up and moving about already.”

“She does, but it’s a bad leg day.”

I grimaced. “I’m sorry to hear that.”

“You have nothing to be sorry for. You weren’t the one who plowed into me with an 18-wheeler.”

“True.”

“What’s bothering you, Jonathan?”

I sighed as I finished changing Kierra’s bedding. The towels tried their best, but I’d gotten a little trigger-happy with the body oil until I depleted it.

“Never mind. I don’t want to bother you.”

“You’re already bothering me.”

“I know, but you said you’re having a bad leg day.”

“And life still goes on. Whatever you need, I’ll be there.”

I spent the next ten minutes filling Anthony in on the shit show, which was my life.

“She’s such an asshole. I can’t believe she pulled that shit in front of the kids. Actually, I can. I can’t believe you decided to put your foot down and fuck my wife over in the process.”

“Simone’s not your wife,” I remarked, wanting to ruffle his feathers a little.

“Not yet, but she will be. Which reminds me, we need to go tux shopping soon.”

“Send me a calendar invite. Also, I’m sorry that Simone won’t get her funds.”

“Oh, my wife is getting her money—one way or another.”

“Eliza doesn’t have that kind of money.”

“I’m aware. I’m buying the house from you but with $95,000 deducted from the listing price.”

“Are you serious?”

“We can do it today. We’ll get the contracts drawn up, signed, and notarized, and I’ll hand over a fat check in exchange for the deed. The house won’t have to sit on the market for half a year, and you’d probably get more from me than some asshole trying to take advantage of your bleeding heart. What’s the price?”

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