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“It’s a start,” the man said. “How about it? You busy?”

“Yes,” Romy ground out and stopped behind her, knowing he stood way too close. In fact, his desire ignited because all it would take would be to step forward an inch or two and his thigh would brush her rear. “She’s busy taking care of our son. Or hadn’t you noticed the baby?”

Both Sonya’s and the man’s jaws dropped.

“Wow, I didn’t know,” the man said, backing up. “Sorry about that.”

Sonya rounded on him, frowning, but Romy barely moved to signal Frost to move in. Romy brushed a hand over Arron’s head and set a firm hand to Sonya’s back. She began to protest but stopped when Frost moved between her and her admirer.

“Wait, is he…?” she said.

“Yes, he’s Arron’s bodyguard. His name is Frost.” Romy explained as they walked away. “If you ever feel threatened, you have only to signal him, and he’ll take care of it.”

She stopped and placed a hand on her hip. “I wasn’t feeling threatened. I was having a conversation.”

“Now that I know Arron is mine, you have to be more careful about who you entertain.”

She blinked at him. “Meaning you think you’re going to control my social life? I didn’t think you were anything like Ezio, but I was wrong.”

“I’m not trying to control you.” He noticed several of the lab’s employees looking their way. “We can have this conversation in the car.”

“We don’t need to have a conversation. I’m going to date who I want.”

“What about me?” He blurted it out without thinking, and it was too late to take it back.

They continued to the car, and Romy took the baby from Sonya’s arms. She made a habit of ignoring her crutch and limped on her bandaged ankle. He did what he could to keep her burden light the best he could. She was too stubborn to listen to him when he told her to take it easier.

Once they were on the road, she answered his question. “What do you mean what about you?”

His face burned, and he tightened his grip on the steering wheel. “Never mind.”

“No, please tell me what you were going to say because if you think I’m going to run every guy past you before I even have a conversation with him, you’re wrong. I won’t take Arron with me, but I’m going to see whoever I want.”

“And I said, what about me?” he growled.

“What about…” She gasped. “You mean you as in seeing you?”

His hands ached. “Yes.”

“You can’t be serious.”

The truth was he hadn’t been able to stop thinking about her after that kiss. He wanted her. Maybe he could make a physical arrangement that didn’t have anything to do with marriage. Could he handle that with her living in the mansion and her being Arron’s mamma? He wasn’t sure, but desire drove him to make the suggestion. This time he would be smart. No woman deserved his trust, and since he had Arron, he never needed to get married. This was the perfect situation.

On impulse, Romy reached across the seats to run his fingers over her cheek. Her skin was incredibly soft. They had agreed to no touching, but he couldn’t help himself. She was so beautiful, and her soft lips had seduced him until he made her the proposal.

“I’m very serious.”

She looked doubtful. “Are you asking me because of Arron? We don’t have to be together just because we’re both raising him.”

Nervousness came over him, and he searched for smooth words that would convince her. All he could think about was kissing her again, and he couldn’t do it while driving. To keep himself from stuffing his foot into his mouth, he pulled to the side of the road and parked the car.

After fumbling with her seatbelt, he got it unlocked and tugged her onto his lap. She protested, but she didn’t fight him very hard. Romy ran his hands over her sides and reached around to draw her tight to his chest. He dipped his head toward her neck and let his lips touch her warm skin. A tremor ran through her, and he tightened his embrace.

“Men flock to you,” he said softly.

She smirked. “Is that why you’re offering? I’m like one of the guys when we get to talking, and I’ve never been able to make friends easily with women. I think it’s the extreme sports thing.”

Romy slipped his hand higher on her belly until his thumb brushed the middle of her bra. Desire overwhelmed him. He could think of nothing other than taking her. “You are not like one of the guys.”

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