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I let out a low laugh.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’m under no illusions as to why a woman might take this job.”

She nods gratefully.

“It’s not that I don’t want to work, but everyone works for different reasons, and for me, it’s my baby.”

I nod thoughtfully while sipping my bourbon.

“Yes, but what about your child’s father? Is he okay with this?”

Christine lets out a snort.

“Him? OMG, we broke up as soon as I told him I was pregnant. Matt didn’t want to be a dad, and so that was the end of the relationship.”

I grit my teeth.

“What an assfuck of a guy. You’re probably better off without him.”

Christine merely sighs heavily while looking down.

“Oh, I know I’m better off without him. Matt was a dud long before I found out I was expecting, but no, I didn’t think he’d react the way he did. But there’s a silver lining to everything, and the baby was the push I needed to finally drop him for good.”

I can’t help it and I laugh.

“Sorry, I don’t mean to be insensitive, but ‘assfuck’ is probably too kind of a word for this guy then. Maybe something more along the lines of ‘triple buttfucker’ would be more accurate. I mean, who the hell breaks up with their pregnant girlfriend?”

She shoots me a rueful look.

“You’re right,” she admits with a smile. “’Triple buttfucker’ sounds more accurate. I like that one.”

I laugh again before going serious.

“Still, it’s probably difficult as a single, pregnant woman in NYC,” I say sympathetically. “That’s not easy, and the fact that you’re doing this on your own is amazing, so I admire that. But do you have help from other folks in your life?”

The shake of her head is slow.

“No, unfortunately not,” Christine says in a soft voice. “I haven’t told many people that Matt and I aren’t together anymore because I don’t want their pity, if that makes sense. So most people still think I’m in a relationship.”

I nod.

“Okay. But how are you managing then?”

She shoots me a smile while squaring her shoulders.

“I’m fine actually,” she says in a slightly quivery voice. “I’m going to be fine,” she reiterates in a stronger tone. “More than fine. Me and my baby will be great together.”

Her courage breaks my heart even as I’m filled with admiration. Christine’s determination to make things work in a difficult situation provokes the alpha male in me again, and possession courses through my veins, making my eyes glow. I squeeze her hand and look deep into that chocolate gaze because I want to make sure she really hears me.

“I promise everything is going to turn out roses for you,” I say in a low voice. “You’re doing great, baby girl.”

Her eyes bore into mine, and her eyebrows lift as she bites her lip. After a moment she squeezes my hand back and a small, hopeful smile tilts the corner of her plush mouth.

“You really think so?”

Leaning in closer until I’m no more than a breath away from the alluring girl, I run my eyes over her delicate features and smile as her breath hitches.

“Yes, I definitely think so,” I say with finality before closing the distance between us and pressing a soft kiss to her lips. The liplock is incredible. Her mouth is sweet and soft, and it parts willingly beneath mine, allowing me to taste the honey of her mouth. When I finally pull away, her cheeks are flushed and that enormous bosom rises and falls enticingly. Fuck, I’m as hard as steel after sampling her sweetness and small talk no longer interests me. Taking her chin between my fingers, I rub my thumb over her bottom lip and gaze into those caramel depths.

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