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“You knew you were going to fuck me when you walked into the bar?” I deduced.
Kip nodded once. “The second I saw the charge, I knew exactly what you were doing, and I knew there was no way in hell my wife was screwing anyone other than me.”
I took a sip of my coffee and scowled. Not that the coffee was bad. Kip knew exactly how I took it and had already learned the fickle machine and had my milk frothed perfectly.
No, I was scowling because of everything he just said, especially ‘wife’ with a possessive lilt to it.
“And you just assumed I would jump to attention and fuck you?” I asked sharply.
He took a sip of his own coffee, but I suspected it was to hide a smile. “Well, you are naked and freshly fucked, aren’t you?” he asked, not hiding the triumph in his tone.
I pursed my lips.Well, shit.
“Shouldn’t you be getting to work?” I snapped.
Kip didn’t hide his smile then. “Right after I give my wife a kiss.”
“You move one more inch toward me and I’ll cut off one of your fingers in your sleep,” I promised.
He raised his brow, then his hands in surrender. “Okay, no kiss. I’ll just wait till later and eat out your cunt till you scream.”
Then he sauntered out.
Leaving me with that image.
Leaving me counting down the minutes until he was true to his word.
The absoluteprick.
* * *
“You look different,” Nora said, screwing up her nose as she inspected me.
I scowled at her over the top of my mug.
“No, this is how I always look when I’m forced to be awake before a time that’s decent,” I replied.
Nora didn’t respond to my complaints, which were white noise at this point. I complained daily about the hour the bakery opened. Of course, Nora didn’t actually make me come in at this time. She just wasn’t that kind of boss. She would never make me do anything I didn’t want to do. Neither Tina nor I was on any kind of schedule. We were free to come and go as we pleased. Which we did, if we needed to. But both of us were always here, ready to open the bakery with Nora. We rarely took the day off. Sure, sometimes this job felt like work, but very rarely.
“No, it’s not that. You look different somehow,” she said, still staring at me way too hard.
“You’rethe pregnant one,” I pointed out. “You’ve got a glow.”
It wasn’t a lie. Nora wore pregnancy remarkably well. There was rarely a point of the day when she wasn’t smiling, humming to herself, or looking out the windows with a dreamy look on her face.
She’d come a long way. Especially considering it wasn’t too long ago that she was engaged to an asshole who made her feel like shit. Even less time had passed since her brother, her fucking twin, had left this earth.
Yeah, it was impressive.
“I don’t have a glow,” Nora argued.
“I’m not someone to say this willingly, but you have a fucking glow,” Tina told Nora. Then she turned to me, pointing with the portafilter from the coffee machine. “You have a glow too,” she said. “Please tell me you’re not pregnant too. Tiffany would lose her shit, and I’d be on my way to the fucking sperm bank.”
“Oh my god!” Nora screeched. “Are you pregnant?” She grabbed my arms. “That would beamazing. We could be pregnant at the same time, and our kids could be best friends, or they could fall in love and get married.”
“I’m not pregnant,” I half yelled at her, as I could see she was getting far too carried away.
Her face fell. “You could be,” she said hopefully.
