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This is nice.
I felt fulfilled and pampered. And not just pampered, but actually loved.
I could get very used to this.
I knew what happened next, pretty much. The guys’ donations — Connor’s legendary ‘second cup’ and all — would be combined with my eggs in a petri dish. For the next three to five days they’d assail my eggs like hundreds of millions of anxious suitors surrounding two dozen ladies at a single’s bar. Some would get through, and fertilization would happen. Some of those would grow into embryos, hopefully with high grades.
And then…
By this time next week I’d be pregnant or not pregnant, as the case may be. The idea thrilled me. Excited me. Frightened me. All at the same time.
“Actually I am craving something,” I told Elliot before he walked away. “Come over here a sec?”
He crossed back to me, still in the process of undoing the top two buttons of his Dolce & Gabbana Italian-made shirt. The little ritual always marked the end of the word day for Elliot. It looked like he was knocking off early.
“One the forehead was nice,” I told him, “but before you go I need one more.” I pointed to my cheek. “Right here.”
It took a second or two for him to understand. When he did he actually blushed, then bent to kiss me sweetly on the cheek.
At the last second I turned my head and gave him my lips instead.
Whoa…
The result was shocking — and instantly electric. Elliot froze in place, his mouth still pressed against mine. Instead of pulling back, as I would’ve immediately expected him to, he began kissing me with a pent-up hunger and passion I never would’ve imagined! His lips rolled softly into mine, parting them gingerly. His tongue pressed through, gliding past my teeth. Warm and delicious and tasting faintly of whiskey, it slid gently into my surprised mouth as I gasped with the complete loss of control.
Holy fucking—
What should’ve been a quick peck on the lips had turned into something long and hot and meaningful. Something that made my mind spin dizzily, as he reached out and lovingly slid a single finger down the curve of my jaw.
I was flushed and breathless by the time he broke the kiss and stepped back. He’d taken control so instantly, so completely, it was almost like he’d planned the whole thing instead of me.
“Didn’t expect that, did you?” asked Elliot.
He stood up, back to his full impressive height. Still looking at him in a daze, I slowly shook my head.
“Neither do most people,” he said and walked away.
Twenty-Five
JORDYN
The sound was echoing from down the hallway, in the direction of the gym. A series of rapid-fire grunts and breaths, intermixed with familiar-sounding thuds and hits.
What in the world?
I slowed almost to a stop, clutching my towel. By the time I turned the corner I was ready for anything.
Well, almost anything.
Whoa. REALLY?
Half the gym’s equipment had been pushed to the outer walls, to make room in the center. Several feet up, on a raised platform, Connor and Aiden circled each other in what looked to be a full-sized boxing ring.
“Holy shit.”
Connor, hearing my voice, turned to look my way. Almost simultaneously Aiden rolled his hips, throwing a vicious hook that connected square against his friend’s jaw.
“OH!”
