“I am.”
I tilt my head. “But you fucked the cheer team.”
“No. That was just a rumor a cheerleader started that got out of control. I didn’t shut it down because I knew you’d lose it thinking another woman touched what only ever belonged to you.” He flashes a wolfish grin.
This man drives me crazy.
Standing before my naked husband in just my matching black strapless bra and thong, I shake my head.
“What about the women leaving your dorm, your apartment, the parties? I can go on.”
“Everything was designed to look that way. They were pissed I didn’t fuck them. I’ve been celibate for five fucking years, Serenity.”
He looks pissed.
“I know you fucked that asshole. I should’ve told you sooner that I never fucked another woman. Maybe you wouldn’t have slept with him,” he says through clenched teeth.
I take a step back. “I had never been attracted to Rod. Also I understand he was in on the bet. I only kept him safe to get back at you. You were my boyfriend. You hurt me. For that reason alone, I wouldn’t allow you to kill him.”
His eyes squeeze shut for a long moment. “You trusted me with your heart. And I fucked up.”
My hand sways across his chest as I nod, accepting his apology.
“I told myself if I sleep with Rod, Nico won’t want me. He’ll finally walk away.”
His throat works as he stares at me. Anger taking over his gorgeous face.
“I went to his house, made out with him in his kitchen. Even went up to his bedroom.”
I peek at him through my long false lashes. “I chickened out. He was crushed. And I didn’t care. Guess you eventually got to him and killed him.”
He blows out a breath. “For the last time, I didn’t kill him. Why would I lie about that?”
“Maybe because he was the reason, we broke up.”
He shrugs. “I wanted to, and I tried, but I could never get to him the way I wanted to.”
Why would someone else kill Rod? Now I had to do some digging.
A smile lifts Nico’s sexy lips. “I’m the only man you’ve been with, huh?” He slides his thumb across my lower, pouty lip.
“Yes.” I wrap my hands around him, sliding up and down his shaft. Drops of precum gather at the tip. Gently, I drag my thumb over his head, spreading the slick down his length. The hunger burning in his eyes only deepens my desire.
“I love your dick and your hairy balls,” I confess.
His fingers weave into my hair. “Tonight, Serenity, we’re making a baby.”
My heart races fiercely, and tears sting the edges of my eyes, but I blink them away. “Okay.”
He keeps reminding me about the baby we’re making to help me wrap my brain around the fact that we’re making a little human.
Nico settles on the floor at the foot of the bed, slowly peeling my thong down my thighs and legs.
The scent of my arousal mixed with expensive floral perfume fills the air.
“You’re so wet for me,” he whispers.
“I’m always wet for you,” I reply, stepping out of the delicate fabric. “Over the years, I had pictures of you sent to me. I used them to get off,” I admit.
