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“I feel the same,” I admit. “I love you so much.”

I close the space between us. Lily’s lips are sweet, and she tastes like toothpaste. The two of us smile, snuggling together.

"I want you," she whispers.

I immediately feel my body respond; I’m already growing hard at her words as I feel her body press against me. Lily is so beautiful. So perfect. It’s impossible to not return her feelings.

“I want you too,” I admit.

We kiss again. This time deeply. Her breasts rub against my chest and her nipples press against me through the thin material of her pajamas. Her breathing becomes heavy as she pants against my neck, and her fingers trace my jawline as her hormones flare. I reach under her top, cupping her breasts and her breath hitches in delight. She’s oversensitive now that she’s in the third trimester and I’ve had fun learning all the ways to make her moan.

This time, she has no patience and I’m not going to complain.

“Please, please make love to me. I need you badly,” Lily pleads in a whisper.

She’s far too pregnant to be on top or to have me on top of her without it being uncomfortable, so I gently guide her to roll over. Like this, I can kiss the back of her neck and reach between her thighs to make sure she’s warm and ready for me. I slip my hand under her clothes and to where she is slick and wanting. I rub over the most sensitive places and let myself find pleasure in listening to her moan.

“Good girl,” I encourage her as she rocks against my hand.

After a couple of minutes, Lily is shuffling out of her pajama bottoms, and I follow her example. We kick out clothes off and then I grip her leg, holding it up so I can line up from behind and press inside of her. She relaxes back against me.

“My god,” I groan softly.

We’re both aware we need to be quiet, so Lily buries her face into the pillow below her. We start to move together. She grinds her hips backward and I meet her halfway. She feels so hot and wet, and I pant against the nape of her neck.

The sound of our heavy breathing fills the room as we move together. Even though I can’t see her face, our connection is intimate. It goes beyond fleeting emotions and casual sex. We are bonded with a shared vision of a future filled with love and family. As we bask in the warmth of each other, a sense of peace settles in me.

“I love you,” I remind her, kissing her neck.

She reaches behind her, rubbing her hand across my face lovingly and I kiss.

We have something special. We are something that goes beyond the surface. The love we share is deep and passionate and I feel that as we make love. We savor every moment, cherishing the intimacy and closeness we’ve cultivated. It’s in these quiet moments that our hearts speak the loudest.

Chapter 29

Lily

Aswepullupto the address Blake gave me, my heart pounds with anticipation. He said we were meeting someone for a playdate for the kids, but there was something about the excitement in his voice that hinted at something more. My mind races with possibilities as I turn down an unfamiliar street. I find the house number and park on the side of the road, outside the giant gate.

I glance down at the GPS. It’s definitely the right address. I was expecting a diner, or a playground, or something similar, but this is a house. Well, a mansion would be a more accurate description. Its grandeur and elegance take my breath away. I have no idea where we are as I’ve not been to this part of the town before and I’m suspicious. I wonder who lives here.

I step out of the car and peer into the driveway. I spot Blake’s car alongside an unfamiliar one and I feel relief. I’m in the right place. I open the back of the car and unclip Emma from her car seat. She steps out and then hand in hand, we walk up the long-pebbled driveway and past the immaculately manicured front lawn.

“Ethan!” Emma yells as she spots the little boy.

Ethan waves and then comes running over to us. He grabs me around my legs, scrooping them into a hug, and then rubs across the now prominent baby bump—his way of saying hello to his new sibling. As predicted, the kids were ecstatic to learn they both would have a new friend to play with soon.

“Hello, sweetie,” I greet him, rubbing his hair.

He beams up at me.

Finally, I notice Blake standing on the front porch. I walk up to him surprised. The kids run around in the driveway for a moment. The sun casts a warm glow over the sprawling property, making it feel like a scene from a fairy tale.

I turn to Blake, my eyes wide with wonder. “Where are we, Blake?” I ask, my voice filled with awe. “What are we doing?”

He smiles, his eyes shining with joy and anticipation. “Lily, this is our new home,” he says, his voice laced with excitement.

I feel my heart skip a beat as I process the words. I look around me. That can’t be right. I’m used to living in my expensive, tiny box apartment. Even though I’ve being paid well at the store, I never expected that I would afford something like this. It must be worth millions of dollars. Sometimes it’s easy to forget how much money Blake has. He can just buy something like this because he wants to. I had honestly thought we’d stay with Olivia for a few months and buy something eventually. He’s been busy, working hard to create something for our family.

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