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“I guess I shouldn’t have expected you to change. You warned me, didn’t you?”
My hand gently tapped my stomach. What if I was pregnant? Could I have a baby with a man who lied to the world? A man who would cheat just to win? What kind of mother would I be if I let a liar raise my child?
I stood and walked into the bedroom. I couldn’t look at his beautiful green eyes another second. He wanted acceptance from me. He needed it. And I couldn’t give it.
Wes followed me, and I felt the nausea rising higher in my throat.
“Lennon, I need you. Baby, you’re the best thing in my life. I see it. I know it. But you have to realize…”
He was going on about how I had to buy in to his gray world of winning and losing, cheating and lying, when I rushed to the toilet, lifted the lid, and threw up.
“Shit, are you okay?” He stood behind me.
I wiped my mouth and looked up at him. “I think I’m pregnant.”
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Wes
“Pregnant?” I dropped to the tile floor next to her. “Holy shit.”
“Yeah, holy shit.” She heaved into the toilet bowl a second time, and I held her hair.
When she was finished, she stood and walked to the sink. I stared at her while she brushed her teeth.
“I haven’t taken a test yet, but I’m late. I’m never late. And I’ve been nauseated. And then there’s the vomiting.”
I nodded as if I knew the pregnancy symptoms. What I knew was pregnancy threats. Women who showed up at my door, wanting money. But there were never any babies. Just money-hungry whores.
“So what do we do?” I crossed my arms.
“I don’t know. I wasn’t going to tell you like this. Not until after the game. But it feels like everything is so screwed up already, so why not? Right?”
God, I looked at her. Her cute nose, and those hips that had me on my knees. The woman who had taken the control from my grasp. And she was carrying my child. My baby. Our baby.
I walked toward her. “You’re so beautiful to me. Sexy and smart. And to know that we made a baby together…” I felt a lump in my chest. An overwhelming need to protect her and our new family. “You’re fucking incredible, you know that, Doc?”
“You’re not mad?”
“Mad? Hell no. You know how hot you’ll be when your tits swell up. And when your belly grows with my baby.”
“Our baby,” she corrected me.
“Right. Our baby.” I pulled her against my chest. “Everything is working out. This day started out like shit and now it’s perfect. All I need now is that Super Bowl ring, and I’ll have everything.”
She looked up at me. “How exactly are you getting out of the investigation?”
I scooped her up in my arms and carried her toward the bedroom. “Let’s talk about that over breakfast.”
“Wes, tell me.” She whacked me on the chest, but I wasn’t letting her go, and I wasn’t going to ruin the night with a bunch of legal jargon about the players’ union and lawsuits.
/> “I promised you one hell of a night when you got here, Doc. So shut up and let me give it to you.” I positioned her on the bed and started undressing her.
“You still want me? Like this?” she asked, with hurt in her voice.
I lowered to kiss her. “I’ve never wanted you more.” I dropped her clothes on the floor. I thought she was sexy before. But nothing was hotter than fucking the woman I had given a baby. We weren’t careful. I knew that, but it didn’t seem to matter. I wanted to be buried in her. I wanted my seed in her, and this was why. She was carrying my child now.
Her legs wrapped around me as I pushed inside her.
