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His words whirl in my mind, but he’s not once mentioned Lizzie and what happened between them. He’s given me no explanation at all.
Maybe I need to ignore it and recognize he’s sorry for missing the scan. Maybe I don’t have any right to be annoyed at their situation at all.
Afterall, in the Mafia I would have no control whatsoever over my husband.
I take a deep breath, determined to get my point across. “Shaw, I refuse to come second to another woman.”
Shaw reels back in shock. “Is that what you think?”
My eyes narrow on his. “You chose another woman over me yesterday. Over us.” I place my hand on bump. “You hurt me, Shaw. You said you wanted this to work between us, but at the first sign of difficulty, you push me away.”
He swallows thickly and nods. “I can see how you think that. But that’s not how it was, I swear it.”
“I might not have a choice but to stay married to you, Shaw. But I won’t allow you to treat me poorly. If you want to live a separate life—”
He holds his hand up. “I don’t want a separate fucking life. I want you and my baby.” He drags a hand through his hair, his chest rising in panic. His fingers tighten on my hand. “I need you both in my life, Emi. Please, tell me you need that too.” His eyes implore mine, making my heart skip a beat at his sincerity. I might not be well-versed in relationships, but I swear love seeps from his eyes, causing my pulse to race with hope.
I gift him with a nod. “Okay.”
His eyes light up in hope. “Yeah?” His shoulders relax.
“Yes.” I smile back at him, determined to make this work.
“Can I make it right by taking you to bed and fucking you senseless?” His eyes sparkle with mirth.
I splutter on my water, and Shaw throws his head back with laughter, and I can’t help but join in. It’s what we need after the past couple of days. Shaw making a mess of dinner has quite literally turned things around, and I appreciate the gesture and him being so romantic.
“Go take a bath or something. I’ll tidy up here.” He gestures toward the mess on the counter.
“You could leave it for Marla?” I bite my lip, hoping he’ll join me in the bath.
Shaw stares at me. “Who the hell is Marla?”
“Our housekeeper. How did you not know that?”
He drags a hand through his hair. “Honestly—” He exhales heavily. “I just rush off to work and then can’t wait to get back to you.” My heart quickens. “I don’t like it when the house is full of staff. I like it just being us,” he admits, struggling to maintain eye contact. I squeeze our joined fingers for reassurance.
His eyes move over my face, and I lick my suddenly dry lips, making his gaze fixate on them. Now the room feels smaller, and my heart rate quickens. I squeeze my thighs together at the urge to feel him between my legs, pounding into me.
“Red, go take a bath. I’ll be up shortly.”
I push away from the table, already feeling the loss of his touch, but the heat from his searing gaze urges me forward.
NINETEEN
SHAW
I’ve never cleaned a kitchen so goddamn quick in my entire life. I practically run up the stairs, my raging hard-on painful against the waistband of my joggers, making it difficult to put one leg in front of the other.
I take a deep breath as I open the bedroom door and step inside, but I’m stunned to the spot at the sight laid out before me.
Jesus, she takes my breath away.
Her hair is splayed out on the pillow, her cami top has risen above bump, her cute little sleep shorts rest on her hips, and her ass cheeks hang from the back. She lies on her side but rolls over when she realizes I’m watching her.
I take a step toward the bed, and without me asking, she slips her shorts down her legs. Our eyes remain locked as I push my joggers down, allowing my solid cock to spring free. I ignore the ache in my balls and watch in rapture as she lifts her top over her head, allowing her heavy tits to bounce freely. The room is filled with a sexual energy so great I feel like my body is vibrating on the spot with need.
I crawl onto the bed and her legs open, accepting me like I belong there. I growl at the thought. I pepper gentle kisses up her legs all the way up toward her pussy where she gasps when my lips meet her fold. I kiss her there too, and her hand brushes into my hair as I flick my tongue over her slickness.
