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“I’m afraid to mess it up.”
“You think if you go to this spa and get all prettied up that I won’t be able to control myself, huh?” he asks, completely missing the point. Rubbing his jaw, he nods. “You’re probably right to worry. It wouldn’t take much to set me off after having a sexy woman in my bed for two weeks.”
Smirking at the way he strokes my hip, I sigh. “I’m not good with people.”
“Most of your life, you’ve been surrounded by garbage people. No one good will treat you like shit. Woodrow and Rosemary are quality people. That’s why they like you. Same with Wynonna and the sisters.”
Exhaling softly, I feel intimidated whenever I imagine going to a nice spa with three beautiful, non-bloated women. Silas watches me for a minute before frowning at my pouting face.
“Blair doesn’t have any good friends. Do you think she sucks?”
Stroking his jaw, I mumble, “I get what you’re doing, but it’s different.”
“Not really. You’re just good at running yourself down while you offer slack to the people you love.”
Tears burn my eyes when I whisper, “I feel like a loser. When Wynonna was here, we talked about our kids. That’s easy since I think my babies are great. But I can’t keep telling the same stories.”
“You watch TV, right? Talk about that. Or talk about what food you like or what makes you want to puke. Or don’t talk at all and claim you’re sick from being so pregnant. Shit, I was around Ruin and Selene the other day. For the entire twenty minutes I spent talking to him as he sat in his truck, she didn’t even look at me, let alone speak. She’s a weirdo. Don’t let her pretty face fool you. She’ll probably be nervous around you, too.”
Silas leans forward and sucks at my throat. The heat of his lips on my body smothers my fear. I go soft and willing immediately. My hands rest on his powerful, inked chest, wanting to explore.
When his gaze returns to mine, he smirks. “I like how horny you get when I touch you. Maybe if you get nervous, you can think of the fun we’ll have once the baby’s born. Just go wild up here,” he says, stroking the side of my head, “so you don’t worry about what’s happening for real.”
My fingers slide through his rough chest hairs, imagining my nipples brushing across them.
“Don’t be scared,” he says and kisses my forehead. “Wynonna will probably do all the talking anyway. Just sit back and let yourself be pampered. You’re more than a mommy and my sex toy. You need to have fun with the girls, too.”
My hand slides down to his boxers, nearly sending him off the bed. Silas frowns at me as he stands.
“I revved your engines too hot,” he mutters, looking me over and clearly considering what fun activities we might accomplish before the kids wake.
“Fucking will relax me,” I say and eye his erection. “We could be careful.”
“There’s no time. I’ll need hours for our first time together.”
“Hours?” I ask horrified. “Why so long?”
A chuckling Silas smirks. “If you’d ever been properly fucked, you’d know the answer to that question.”
“Did you need hours with your other women?”
“Of course not. But I never spent months waiting for any of them.”
Climbing out of bed, I walk past him and shake my head. “Hours seems like too long.”
“Are you telling me the feeling you get when I kiss your throat wouldn’t be a fun way to spend a few hours?”
As my fingers return to my throat, I smile. “I really like when you do that.”
“I’m going to make you feel like that all over,” he promises as he starts closing the bathroom door behind me. “You think about that when you get nervous during your girl time.”
Taking his words to heart, I dress in a new flowered maternity shirt and black leggings that Rosemary insisted I buy.
“A few nicer outfits for when you’re out and about will help you feel like a new woman,” she said when we were shopping online for kids’ clothes.
Worried about being too greedy, I replied, “But I’ll only be pregnant for another month.”
“You can donate the new stuff. Just splurge on yourself a little.”
