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I stare at him, still not finding my words. He’s telling me I’m pregnant and that he’s quitting his job.
“Well, not quitting, but stepping back. My company can handle day-to-day stuff on its own now, and I can take on special projects when I like, but other than that, yeah, I’m quitting.”
My eyes start to water, and I know why he’s quitting. It’s because the first time I found out I was pregnant—like now, he’d informed me then, too—I was freaked out about my job because I knew it would be hard for me to return to work after I had a baby. Then I found out it was two babies. He’d talked me down, but we never really came back to it. He probably thinks I’m going to freak out again. I’m not.
“You didn’t have to do that,” I tell him, placing my hands on his chest. “I’m not going to freak out. I promise.”
“Just want you to have everything, and I know you love teaching.”
“I do,” I agree. “But at the time, teaching was all I knew, what I’d spent most of my life working towards, then I found you.” God, it feels like forever ago, even though it wasn’t. It’s hard to remember life without this man.
“I found you,” he corrects.
“I mean, when you mildly stalked me.”
“When?” he teases back, raising his eyebrows. “Didn’t know I ever stopped. I merely made it a little easier for myself.”
That makes me laugh again.
“I don’t know if I’ll go back. I’ve really liked helping with your charities. Especially the scholarship programs.”
“Then it’s yours,” he says simply, and I shake my head at him.
“Ours,” I correct. “I like helping the kids there, but I also like the freedom and, well, I want more, too. I’m just shocked at how fast I got pregnant again.”
“I’m not. You know I can’t keep my hands off you.” I know he can’t. After I had the twins I was a little shy about having sex again. My body wasn’t what it once was. I was never skinny, and pregnancy put extra marks on my body.
The first night we made love after I had them, Jack had kissed every mark. Then he told me he wanted to put more on my body. It was clear he wasn’t waiting. I really shouldn’t be shocked, either. Jack always dives head-first into everything.
“How many more do you want?” I bring my mouth to his.
“As many as you want.”
“We have three spare rooms in the new house.”
Jack moves fast, putting my back on the sofa as he comes over me. “Then I best get to work. Because what my little monster wants, she will always get.”* * *THE END!BUY ME 2Welcome back to the Mistress Auction. This time it’s Halloween, and Mandy is going to have a wickedly good time.
Working for Charles was a nightmare, and now that Mandy's time with him is up, there's only one way to satisfy her suppressed desires. The Mistress Auction can help her get Charles out of her system and start afresh.
Charles has been watching and waiting for months. He has bided his time, and now is his chance to take what he wants. Mandy has entered the Mistress Auction, and he's got a plan to make her his. But thirty days of her cuffed to his bed won't be enough.
What do you do when the woman you want tries to run from you? Easy. Buy her.* * *Warning: This book plays with Dominance and submission, cuffs, spankings, lap sitting, hair pulling, crawling, and begging... If any of that turns you on, then come play with Mandy and Charles.Chapter OneMandy“This is freaking delicious.” I lick the rim of my lemon drop martini again.
Tiffany lets out a snort and it somehow comes out sexy, just like everything she does. Hell, she’s one of the main attractions here at the Snake Eyes; her burlesque show sells out every night there's a show. “I'm pretty sure you said the first one tasted like ass.”
“Well, they must have gotten a new bartender, because this one tastes like sweet heaven.” I prove my point by gulping down the rest of the drink, enjoying the sour burn at the back of my throat.
“Hmm, it could be that. Or the fact that it’s your fourth one, but we can go with the bartender thing if you like.” Smiling at me over her own martini, she kills hers too. Tossing her perfectly manicured hand in the air, she signals for two more drinks. The young pretty-boy waiter with short blond curls hops to, hoping to get any of Tiffany’s attention that he can.
I glance down at my outfit. Maybe I’d get more male attention if I dressed the part. It wasn’t something I’d wanted before. A long time ago I caught the wrong man’s attention, but that had been years ago. Since the two men who kind of took me under their wing and raised me fell in love with the woman of their dreams, I found myself feeling envious. Seeing what they have makes me long for something more, only no one seems to notice me.
