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My toes immediately curled into the soft, shaggy black accent rug that lay directly beneath his bed as I ran my fingertips along the polished wood of the frame. I couldn’t help but wander toward his immaculate walk-in closet.
Dozens of button-down shirts hung on multiple racks on one side with a few jeans, sweaters, and shirts. He was still a simple man when it came to his wardrobe.
My fingers skimmed over his flannel shirts, running my tips along the soft fabrics. I don’t know what got into me, but I picked up the shirt he wore that day and brought it up to my nose. I held it tight against my chest. Inhaling deep, I wanted to drown in his scent, which gave me this sense of comfort and relief.
Remembering I had no clothes, I pulled a black hoodie and sweats from two hangers. As I walked back into his bedroom, the shower shut off, bringing my attention back to the present. His footsteps quickly followed. I didn’t have to spin around to know he stood behind me by his bathroom door.
However, as soon as I did, I found Ledger Beckham…
My baby daddy.
Clean.
Wet.
Naked with only a towel around his waist.
Fifteen
Hazel
In all his glory, water glistened off his chiseled physique, muscular arms, and rock-hard abs. I couldn’t resist the temptation that was this man. My gaze shifted from his face to his chest to where I had no business looking.
His dick bulged through the white towel.
When my lustful stare finally met his, the smug grin on his devastatingly handsome face instantly washed away all my desire for him.
“Like what you see?”
I played it off. “There’s not much to see.”
Not hesitating in the least, he yanked off his towel, and again, I couldn’t resist. Blame it on the pregnancy hormones. I inadvertently licked my lips as I stared at his pride and joy.
Long.
Thick.
Suddenly getting hard.
I immediately turned. “Oh my God.”
He scoffed out a chuckle. “What do you think will happen when you stare at my cock like you want to ride it?”
I swallowed hard, feeling my heated skin burning with desire. Once I heard his footsteps descend, and I knew he was getting dressed, I spun back around as he was pulling up his gym shorts.
Before I thought about it, I blurted, “Why do you have pictures of me in your house when you kicked me out of your life?”
“Don’t ask questions you’re not ready to hear the answers to.”
“I wouldn’t be asking if I wasn’t ready.”
“Is that why you’re prying around in my room?”
I reluctantly stated, “I thought it was our room.”
“By all means, Hazel.” He gestured to the open space. “I have nothing to hide.”
“You say that with certainty?”
