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“I guess some crabs need killing,” she echoes my words back to me, and I pull her close again, kissing her as she runs her nails down my biceps.
“Stop the canoodling!” A voice calls from the stairs behind us. “I’m an old lady, for Chrissakes!”
Lena snorts a laugh and lies back on the chair.
“I forgot my shades. Goddamnit.”
I wave as she approaches, profanity falling from her lips in a torrent. “Morning, Mildred.”
EPILOGUE II
LENA
Sometime later
“You better stop or Kimber is going to kill us both.” I try and push Heath’s hand away from my small baby bump, knowing exactly what he’s doing. His hand is drifting lower and lower and we both know where this will lead. I’ll end up on my back forgetting that I’m in my best friend's super fancy condo about to eat all the food I can handle.
“She’ll never know.” Heath nibbles on me, not the least bit interested in food. He’s nuts. For one, not caring about the food, and two, he is already on Kimber’s shit list. Okay, not really on her shit list but kind of.
She never lets him live down the twenty-four hours she couldn't locate me. Thank God I’d gotten her on the phone before she’d seen the news. I’d apparently died. That’s what had been reported anyway. She’d laid into Heath for a good thirty minutes. He’d promised her he’d take care of me and bring me to Paris as often as I wanted.
After a lot more soothing and promising, she could see how happy I was and relented. She took in everything rather easily. She also claims that she was the first one to suspect Heath of being a spy or a contract killer. I let her have that one.
“Almost done!” Kimber calls from the kitchen.
I wiggle, so full of excitement I’m about to burst with it. Not only am I getting Kimber food, but we’re finding out the sex of the baby. I’m dying to know if we’re having a little boy or girl. Grandma Mildred has said a boy while Heath and Kimber insist that it’s a girl. I hate to break it to them, but Grandma Mildred has a way about knowing and predicting things. Kimber may say she was onto Heath first, but Mildred claims she is truly the one who played matchmaker. I tend to believe her.
“I love you.” Heath puts his finger under my chin, tilting my head to look up at him. I’m perched in his lap. I look into his eyes as I have many times before and see love shining in them.
“I love you too.” My eyes fill with tears. This baby makes me happy cry all the time. I can’t control it. I spring random leaks now. “We’re having a baby.” I utter the same words I’ve said five million times now.
“We are having a baby.” He smiles against my mouth before kissing me.
Life is too good to be true. How a girl's world can change in such a short amount of time is almost unbelievable. Heath gave me something I didn't know I was looking for. He is my other half. He makes me feel normal for once in my life. I mean, look at me. I’m hopping on planes and doing things on a whim. As long as Heath is with me, I feel grounded. I’m sure a psychologist might not agree that this is healthy, but then again, I did marry a hitman so who really cares? A hitman that will do anything for me. He will keep me and our baby safe. He will give us the world if I asked for it. He already does without me having to say a word.
“Break it up, you two,” Kimber says while placing two giant plates of food down.
I go straight for one of her pieces of coconut chicken and dip it into one of the many sauces she’s prepared for us. I’m a sucker for dips, and my best friend is cooking it up for me. I moan at the wonderful sweet yet slightly spicy taste.
Heath’s hand on my hip grips me a little firmer from the small sound. Oops. Guessing that wasn't helping his situation. I sneakily wiggle on him a little more, wanting what he has in his shorts. It’s terrible but I can’t help myself in that area either. I can’t blame the pregnancy hormones, because I was like this before I got knocked up.
“Excuse us,” Heath abruptly says, lifting me from his lap and carrying me into the bathroom.
Kimber groans.
I should protest but I don’t.
He puts me down, pulls down my shorts, bends me over the sink and plunges into me. His hard cock hits the spot that’s been aching for him. I clutch the sink and look back at him.
“I can’t keep up with your appetite, my little tigress. I didn’t think it was possible that you’d need my cock more. Don’t worry, I’m going to give it to you as much as you want.” His words have me backing myself up onto him. “That’s right. Slide your wet pussy up and down me.”
I do exactly that. I take the pleasure I need. Heath puts his hand over my mouth as I come and cry out his name. He works himself in and out of me until I feel his warm release. “I love you, tigress,” he tells me again as he fixes my clothes and spins me around to face him. Those words make my heart flutter every time.
I give him one more kiss before we exit the bathroom and head back to Kimber’s delicious meal.
“You’re taking the heat this time from Kimber,” he says out of the side of his mouth before we reach her. My deadly assassin is afraid of Kimber’s wrath—but not too afraid to pull me into the bathroom for a quickie.
Kimber knows what we’ve been up to.
