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“You kept a key, right?” I asked as he released me and headed to the door. “To the back door of the bakery?”
He cocked his head slightly and smiled. “Yeah. I did.”
I nodded.
“Do yourself a favor,” he said.
“What’s that?” I asked.
“Don’t bother explaining to Jazz why even though this looks crazy you’re doing it anyway.”
I let out a breath. “Was it that obvious that’s where my head was?”
“Yup.” He smiled and kissed me again. “She’s your friend, right?”
“Yes.”
“Then at the end of the day, as long as you’re happy and safe, that’s all that’s going to matter to her. Shit’s going to look weird to everyone who isn’t us, even her. But it doesn’t matter. It’s not their life. It’s ours.”
“Ours.” I sighed.
“Careful.” He smirked. “You sound like you might be falling in love with me.”
I snorted. “You’d love that, wouldn’t you? You knock up some woman from a one-night stand and then she falls madly in love with you.”
When he didn’t snark out a retort, I closed my lips.
I was bound to him, and not just because of the baby. It wasn’t even the car or the fact that we were about to live together. Those things you could untangle. Annoying to do so, sure, but possible.
But what I was feeling for him…
That wasn’t hard to decipher.
“I knew this was going to happen,” I mumbled.
“What?” he demanded.
“I knew that if I slept with you again, everything would get all complicated.”
“What’s complicated about it? You like me. I like you. We have great sex. We enjoy eating food together. So, we’re having a baby? People have been doing it for thousands of years. We can do it, too.”
“Why do you make it sound like there’s no problem?”
“Because there isn’t.” He smiled in amusement. “Except for that thing called feelings that you don’t seem to want to admit you feel for me.”
“You’re not admitting to feeling them either,” I pointed out.
I was fishing for answers, but for some reason, I was unable to be completely direct with him.
He stared deeply into my eyes, like he was about to unveil something.
And then my phone rang.
“I should probably get that,” I said with a sigh.
“You probably should,” he said, not moving.
“I’m sure it’s Jazz.”
