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Emory steps forward then, looking unsteady on her feet.
“No, he didn’t take advantage of me.” She inhales deeply, and rubs her eyes, wiping away tears before staring her parents down. “What you saw was only one moment, Mom and Dad, and I wanted it. I know it’s tough to think of your daughter as a sexual creature, but I was really turned on by what we did. And I knew it was Logan,” she fibs. “That wasn’t the first time we met, so it wasn’t like he was a stranger taking advantage of me. We were just role-playing a bit.”
“Role-playing?” her mom gasps. “What is that?”
Emory takes another deep breath.
“It just means that sometimes we like to pretend in the bedroom, and actually, Logan and I are quite inventive together. We role-play a lot of things like an escort and her client, or a Dom and his sub, and even a teacher and his student. I know it sounds freaky and kinky, but I assure you, it’s very normal. That day, we just had a different kind of role-play scene. I asked for it, actually, and it was very fulfilling.”
Emory’s parents goggle at us, unable to speak. In fact, a weird gurgling sound comes from her dad’s throat, and I wonder if he’s okay. But Emory then double-downs, taking my hand in hers.
“Logan and I have spent every day together for a while now, and nobody has ever shown me the kindness and love that this man has. He makes me feel like I’m the sun and that there are no other women in this world. I’m in love with him,” she declares, staring at her parents before turning to me. “And I’m having your baby, Logan.”
Now, it’s my turn to be completely dazzled.
“Are you serious?” I manage to croak.
The beautiful girl nods with tears in her eyes.
“Yes, Logan. You’re going to be a daddy soon.”
All sorts of emotions rush through me then, from utterly stunned shock to an overwhelming wave of elation and happiness. I pull her to me, murmuring into her hair.
“God, I fucking love you,” I growl. “We’ll make the best parents, sweetheart.”
But unfortunately, Emory’s parents haven’t given up yet. Her mom moves fast for an old lady, darting forward to grab Emory’s arm. Then she tries to drag Emory away, but Emory’s probably got thirty pounds on the older woman.
“I’m not leaving with you, Mom. I belong here,” she states. “With Logan.”
The old lady tries to reach for Emory again, but this time, I put myself in her way.
“Stop,” I command. “You heard your daughter. She belongs here with me, and she’ll be living with me now. Under my roof.”
“Give us our daughter!” Harry screams. “You can’t do this! Emory, you’re just a child! You don’t know what you’re saying! He has you drugged with these crazy sex games!”
Okay, that’s it. I’m over this shit. I tried to be nice, and tried to show empathy and respect because these people are Emory’s parents and I understand that what they saw must have looked bad. It must have looked criminal, in fact, since they thought they were watching their daughter being violated against her will. But nice is over because you can’t threaten my woman, and especially not when she’s pregnant. There’s no fucking way I’m going to let them manhandle Emory tonight, or any night for that matter.
“That’s enough,” I growl, stepping up to her dad. “Your daughter wants to be here. We are together and she’s going to be the mother of my child. You two can accept that or not, but right now, I really don’t give a fuck either way. You’re going to get off my property or I’ll make you leave with a baseball bat. Now scram!”
Her dad continues to fume as her mom cries piteously. The older man’s eyes are locked on mine and he’s grinding his teeth so hard it sounds like they’re cracking under the pressure. He opens his mouth to say something, but Esther tugs his arm, pulling him back.
“Come on, Harry. We’ll deal with this later. It’s clear that Emory wants to be here, so let’s just leave them to it. We’ll talk tomorrow.”
She tugs on Harry’s arm a couple more times before he finally turns with reluctance. I watch them trudge off my property, their shoulders slumped as Emory’s mom continues to sob. Then, I turn to my woman.
“Are you okay, sweetheart?”
The curvy girl’s eyes are wide and she wraps her arms around herself while blinking back tears. Closing the space between us, I wrap my arms around her as well.
“Come on, baby. It’s cold. Let’s get you inside.”
The woman I love doesn’t say anything. She just lets me lead her into the house and up the stairs. Once we’re in the master suite, I sit her on the bed and then turn to face her.
