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“I have a friend who does a lot of woodwork. I’ve commissioned a rocking chair to match the crib and change table. This one is oak, not teak like the one you were admiring. But if you prefer the teak, we can make the switch. I’ve got another stack of diapers in the basement in bigger sizes. Babies grow, you know?”

I turn as his voice grows husky. I see the tears in his eyes. I reach up as the first tear falls. He swallows hard when I wrap my arms around him.

“Sidney, I love you. I can’t think of any special ways to say it except to say it. But I’ll try. From the moment I laid eyes on you in my lobby, I knew there was something about you. And after we made love the first time, I knew I was in trouble. Sidney, I’m begging you to let me love you. I’m begging you to give me a chance to love my child. Please?”

Without a word, I pull his head to meet mine. And finally, his lips meet mine.

They are firm, warm, and dispose of months of loneliness. His arms come around me, deepening the kiss. Then his mouth leaves mine and trails down the familiar path of my cheek and neck. I feel his hands on my blouse and the buttons come apart. When my belly is bare to his gaze, he goes down on his knees. I close my eyes and bite my lips as he kisses my belly. I allow him to do that before I lean down and take his lips once more. I pull back slightly.

“I love you, Archer. I’ve been so scared that my life was shot to hell and that all I would have to remember you by is our child.”

He stands and takes my hand. “You have me.”

Without a word, he leads me to his bedroom. He undresses me slowly, kissing every inch as he bares me to his gaze. His hands skim my body, and I cannot help but respond to him like an instrument under the masterful touch of its musician. He strokes me intimately, tasting me like a man who has long been denied of life-giving juice. Then, as I lie wet with perspiration and trying to catch my breath, he undresses and joins me.

I stroke him and he gasps and trembles.

“Sidney, it’s been so long, baby,” he whispers.

I sit up slowly and gently push him onto his back. I straddle his thighs before I grip his cock and position myself. I sink slowly, crying out as I feel him inside my body.

It is the beginning of a very long afternoon.

Later, as we are wrapped in each other’s arms, it is as though we cannot keep our hands off each other. He strokes the side of my breast and smiles.

“I like this perk of pregnancy. The girls are out!”

I giggle and swat at his hand.

“You dirty old man. But you’re my dirty old man.”

“So, when are you moving back in with me?”

“As soon as you want me to.”

“Yesterday.”

I laugh. “Point taken. I do some transcription work for one of Michelle’s clients. But I work from home, so that’s fine.”

“Hmmm. I don’t think Mrs. Gopaulsingh will be requiring your services any longer.”

I look at him curiously. “How do you know that?”

“Meet Mrs. Gopaulsingh.” He stretches out his hand for me to shake. “And while I’m at it, I might as well tell you that I’m also the client giving away baby stuff.”

“You and Michelle have been up to a lot of mischief, haven’t you?”

“Like I said, you can’t blame her too much. She loves you and wants you to be happy.”

I hug him. “Iamhappy.”

He kisses me. “Good.”

“And I’m even happier that you and Michelle have sooooo much energy to plot and scheme behind my back. I hope you have some in reserve to clean your guns.”

“Clean my guns?”

I smile. “You’re going to need them to protect your girls.”

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