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“You’ve emphasized the wordwifemore in the past two days than you have in the past five months,” I muttered.
Kip’s mouth thinned. “I know, because I haven’t been much of a husband for the past five months.”
At least he was owning up to his mistakes.
Not that it mattered.
“You’re notmeantto be a husband, remember?” I said, my voice tight with irritation. “That was the agreement.”
His eyes went purposefully to my stomach and then back up to me. “I think we can both come to terms with the fact that the agreement is now moot. So, the only other option we have now is to address the fact that we might have entered into a real marriage here.”
You could’ve knocked me over with a fucking feather. Not just because I wasn’t quite so steady on my feet on account of the concussion and general weakness of my aching muscles.
“A real marriage?” I spluttered, the blood draining from my face. “You’re really going from essentially ignoring me for months in preparation for eventually abandoning me,” I stroked my belly, “abandoningus,” I corrected. “You’re going from that to deciding—on your own—that our sham marriage is now the real thing?”
Kip didn’t even have the decency to look sheepish. He just kept that determined glint to his eye with a hint of mischievousness. “Pretty much.”
“You’re fucking insane,” I informed him.
He merely shrugged in response. “You’re still going to the doctor’s appointment.” He looked over my pajamas that I was still wearing because it was only eight in the damn morning. Too fucking early for this shit.
“You want to make me?” I asked sweetly, putting my hands on my hips in challenge.
“Yep,” he replied without hesitation, a challenge of his own in his eyes. “I will hog-tie you, gag you, and carry you into that office.”
The principle of the statement angered me. Like a whole bunch.
But then I thought of Kip. Tying me up. In another scenario.
And I kind of liked that.
Kip’s eyes glowed as if he could read my fucking mind. Which, of course, he couldn’t. But he stepped forward. Close. Too close. His torso almost touched my protruding belly.
“You like the idea of me tying you up, babe?” he murmured, reaching out to twirl a handful of my hair around his finger.
My breathing shallowed. I fought against my desire.
It had been months since I’d gotten laid.Months.
“Because we can do that,” he said, leaning forward so now his body was brushing against mine. “I can tie you to your bed, have you naked, spread-eagle, and I’ll eat that glorious pussy of yours until you scream.”
Holy.Fuck.
Was I meant to be mad at him? How big of a deal was him being an asshole and abandoning me, really?
“Then I’ll fuck you, just how you like it,” he continued, his voice low and throaty, lips ghosting against mine. “After we go to the doctor’s.”
There it was.
Cold water on my rapidly heating body.
I jerked back from him.
He let go of my hair, smirking.
“You’re such a prick,” I hissed at him. But my voice was kind of breathy.
“But you want me,” he countered.
