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In one day, everything had changed. It sounded silly, but it seemed like fate had brought him to the hospital at the right time to discover I was pregnant.
Regretfully, I wouldn’t be a good girlfriend.
I couldn’t give him more than my body.
I would only hurt him.
Strong arms wrapped around me, and my body stiffened. I hadn’t heard him enter the bathroom or shower.
“You need to leave,” I said through gritted teeth, fighting the urge to melt against him.
“Relax, baby. Let me take care of you.” His lips skirt down my neck and shoulders.
“I want you to get out of the shower.” If he pushed too hard, I might cave and give in to his powerful magnetism.
“No.” He took my hands and pinned them to the tile wall, caging me in. “I don’t know why you’re fighting me, but I smell the desire coursing through your veins. It’s seeping out of your pores and calling to my soul.”
“Who in the hell are you? The other times you just wanted to fuck. Now you’re talking poetically?”
“I always wanted more than your sweet pussy. I want your heart.”
“You can’t have it.”
“I’ll change your mind.” His hands glided down my sides.
“I won’t change my mind.” I would never give into him. He could have my pussy to eat and abuse with his powerful cock, but never my heart.
“Don’t move.” He removed his hands and squirted some body wash in his palm.
“What are you doing?”
“Washing you.”
I nearly collapsed on the floor when his large paws lightly caressed my skin. No amount of exhaustion or pain would prevent any woman from getting turned on by a man washing her. I definitely couldn’t ignore how good it felt.
“I’ve missed you.” He filled his hands with my ass cheeks, squeezing them.
“If that’s true, what took you so long to come to the hospital?”
“If I said I was an idiot, would it be enough?” He gently bit the tendon in my neck as one of his hands cupped my pussy. He gently rubbed me but avoided dragging his long fingers through my folds.
“Damn you.” I rested the back of my head against his chest, my breathing deepening. “Why are you torturing me?”
“Am I torturing you?” His sexy voice undid me. “My intention was to help you get clean, then put you to bed so you could sleep like a baby.”
Baby—the word jerked me out of the moment.
“We aren’t doing sweet and caring.” I pushed his hands away and turned to face him.
“What just happened?” He took my face in his hands and studied it.
“We’re all wrong for each other.” Tears burned behind my eyes. I needed to push him away, even if I didn’t want to. No, I did want to. No, I didn’t.
Hell, I didn’t know what I wanted or what I could handle in a relationship.
“I disagree.”
“Well, I don’t care.” I shoved him in the chest.
