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“I’ll bet the whole ranch knows by now,” he murmured.

“Only that I purchased a kit,” Sloan reminded him. “We’re the only ones who know the result. No one else.”

He drew back an inch, his gaze making a caressing study of her face. “Did I mention that I love you?”

She spread her hands over his bare chest, thrilling to the feel of its muscled flesh and a little stunned that she felt so thoroughly aroused. “Didn’t you just tell me a minute ago that action speaks louder?”

He went still for a split second, a glimmer of uncertainty in his eyes. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

With Eve’s wisdom, Sloan laughed. “You won’t.”

Already growing hard for her, Trey needed no more encouragement. Once again he scooped her up and carried her to the bed. Working together between hungry kisses, they managed to remove her clothes and discard his towel.

As one, they stretched out on the bed, their bodies eagerly intertwining. He kissed her, moving his mouth over her lips and parting them with the hard insistence of his tongue. His hand took the weight of a full breast, shaping itself to its plumpness. He bent his head to taste its erect nipple.

Her hands pressed and urged him as her body writhed in need, eager to satisfy and be satisfied. She was warm and giving, hot and taking, all at the same time. When he finally mounted her, her nails raked his back—and a gasp of pleasure came from her throat

“Love me, Trey,” she demanded.

He shuddered, and his flesh’s need became entangled with his soul’s need. It was a combination that wrought grace and perfection out of something that was otherwise bestial. They were joined, two parts alternately thrusting together until the pressure left them and they lay in a tangle of contentment.

Trey moved his hand onto the flatness of her stomach where the life they had created now lived. “It’s going to be a boy,” he stated.

“You don’t know that,” Sloan chided at the certainty in his voice.

“Yes, I do. It’s a Calder tradition,” he informed her. “The firstborn is always a son.”

Sloan released a sigh of mock regret. “I guess all that will have to change when our little girl is born.”

“Why do you always have to be so contrary?” Trey eyed her with amusement.

“It’s a woman’s right. Hasn’t anyone ever told you that?” Her smile teased him.

The remark had the ring of something his sister would say, but Trey chose not to dwell on that. “One thing’s for sure, we aren’t going to name the little guy after me when he’s born. He’s likely to get tagged with some nickname like Four-Bits or Quatro.”

“I don’t know. I kinda like Chase for a girl’s name.” Sloan worked to keep a straight face, but the shock and dismay that leapt into Trey’s expression made her laugh “Just kidding.”

“I should hope so,” he murmured. “I don’t think it would sit too well with Granddad to have a girl named after him.”

“Girl or boy, I think the poor thing is starving. I know I am.” Sloan rolled away from him to the edge of the bed, then paused and looked back at him. “It just hit me. Do you realize how ironic it is? We no more than get all the work done in here and now we have to start thinking about a nursery.”

“That’s easy. We’ll just set up a crib right here in our bedroom,” Trey re

plied.

“It takes a bit more than a crib, Papa.” Sloan informed him, then made her way into the bathroom.

Trey remained on the bed, hands clasped behind his head while he gazed at the ceiling, smiling as that word “Papa” played around in his mind.

Chapter Fifteen

An August wind, laden with the last of summer’s heat, swept across the plains, word of the new Calder bride being with child traveled almost as fast. In less than three days, the news had reached every corner of the Triple C and gone beyond its boundary fences to Blue Moon.

An hour after he confirmed the rumor, Donovan was on the telephone to his boss. “Just thought you’d want to know,” he began with no preamble, “you’ll soon have another Calder to deal with.”

“What do you mean—another Calder?” Rutledge demanded. “Is somebody getting married? Jessy? The daughter?”

“No.” Donovan smiled. “The new bride’s expecting a child.”

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