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“Fuck,” Malachi grunted, slowing his stroke before growing rigid at once. “Shit.”

Because we didn’t have time to spare with the little one not very far away, he pulled out of me and used a few paper towels from the roll on my counter to clean himself up. I stood straight, feeling his cum ooze slowly out of my center.

“I like this little… whatever the fuck this is. The grandma special?”

He mocked the house gown I wore. There were black polka dots all over the white fabric.

“Whatever.”

His hands circled my belly as he gazed back at me.

“How you feeling, Mommas?”

“I’ve felt better, Malachi.”

“Understood.”

He rubbed my growing stomach. At eighteen weeks, I was beyond the bulging point. Though small, my belly was round and extremely noticeable.

“I’m still trying to wrap my head around this. You’re very fucking pregnant.”

“I am. I’m still in disbelief. Every time I look down at my belly, I feel like my eyes are playing tricks on me. It wouldn’t be the first time. They have a tendency to show me things that aren’t really there.” I laughed.

“Let me be the one to tell you… it’s real.”

“I know, and I’m freaking out about it, kind of. Not really, but I am excited.”

“Me, too. How is business?”

“I launched three weeks ago.”

“How’d it go?”

“Everything was gone on the first day. I underestimated Jae’s power. The staff at the hospital that cared for me and her associates nearly cleaned me out. Whatever they didn’t buy, my mother’s friends did. My father is still riding around, passing out my business flyers and there’s nothing on the site. I’m waiting for new inventory. This time, I ordered a lot more. I chose the express option as well.”

“I know. I got the total on my credit card statement.”

“Well, I figured you wouldn’t mind.”

“I don’t. Everything you make for the first year in business, build you a solid cushion. I’ll handle inventory costs and whatever else you need.”

“In that case,” I huffed. “I need a place to store my jewelry neatly and process them better. A studio of sorts, but nothing extremely big. Somewhere I can take photos.”

“I’ll have my guys add it to the blueprint.”

“Blueprint?”

“We’re in the building phase, my love.”

“Building phase? For what?”

“A new family home in The Peaks. When I saw the dimensions of your crib on the apartment website, I knew it would be a little tight for the four of us, so I took matters into my own hands.”

“Malachi. You visited the apartment website?”

“Yeah. I needed to know you were safe.”

“How’d you even get my address?”

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