Page 49 of Dirty Legend

I nodded, and her sobs started all over again as she squeezed us even tighter.

"Sweetheart, they'd probably like to breathe." Christopher laughed before standing up and helping his wife up off the ground.

He clapped his hand down on True's shoulder, and True stood up, hugging his dad. "Congrats son."

"Thanks, dad." My damn eyes were filled with tears. These hormones were killing me. I wasnota crier typically, but this scene in front of me? It was wrecking me in the best way.

Christopher led Rebecca back to their seats, and she sniffled. "Tell us everything."

And we did. We filled them in on all the details, or at least the ones you'd want your parents to know about, talking until the sky had darkened and the stars came out.

I yawned but tried to hide it. I knew True needed this time with his parents, and I was enjoying it, too. I hadn't come from a loving and supportive parental environment, so this was new to me, but I was soaking it up like a sponge. I wanted my baby to always feel loved and supported, no matter what.

"Are you tired, mama?" True sat up, concern etching his gorgeous features.

"A little."

He stood up, not wasting any time and pulling me with him. "We're going to take off."

We walked back into the house, followed by his parents. "I'm going to use the bathroom real quick before we go." My phone chirped from where I'd left it in my purse in the entryway. "T, do you mind checking my phone? I can hear it going off. I'll be just a sec."

"Sure, honey." He bent down and kissed the top of my head before walking off with his parents toward the entryway.

I stepped into the bathroom and peed for the thousandth time today before making my way to the front door. I stopped on the way, hugging both of his parents and saying my thanks. They were great people, and True's mom offered to take me shopping for baby stuff once we knew what we were having.

Stepping in front of True, his head was lowered as he studied the screen of my phone. "What was it? Anything important?"

When he lifted his gaze, he lookedpissed.His blue eyes had hardened, and his jaw was clenched. "How long have those assholes been harassing you?"

I deflated a little. Miles and Kent hadn't backed off at all since True told Kent to get lost in my office. They texted me relentlessly, asking me out, telling me how much they knew I wanted them. I never responded and tried to keep my head down and get through my workday. I figured if I ignored them long enough, they'd get the hint. I'd already tried a more direct approach with them, telling them I had zero interest, and they'd met my boyfriend. But still, they didn't get it.

Now, I was biding my time, waiting for my belly to pop out and become noticeable. Surely they wouldn't be interested in me once they knew I was not only attached but also pregnant, right?

"When we get home, I'm going to deal with these guys, but you need to tell me if they text you anymore, Amara. I don't get a good feeling about them, and I don't want them near you or little P."

I blew out a breath because suddenly I was hot. Protective True was hot as fuck and my core clenched. "Okay, I can do that."

He still looked pissed, but he relaxed a little and smirked at me as if he knew exactly what was happening in my panties right now. He ran his finger down into the front of my shirt across the top swell of my breast, and I'd never felt needier. "Feeling like dessert?"

I bit my lip and threw the door open, practically running for the Jeep and forgetting my purse and phone inside. I could hear his laughter behind me. "Guess that's a yes."

I woke up the next morning feeling unsettled and more than a little bit pissed off. I thought staking my claim on Amara in front of that Kent douchebag would get him and that Miles guy to back off. The fact he was still trying to put the moves on my girl when we'd both made it clear that she wasn't interested had me seething. I knew I needed to do something more extreme, but what?

Maddox wasn't generally the first guy someone thought of when it came to relationship advice, but this situation was different. I didn't need help with Amara, I needed help getting these guys to back the fuck off my girl. I needed Maddox.

I slid out from under Amara's arm, being careful not to wake her up. I leaned down and pressed a kiss to her stomach and snuck out of the room. Grabbing my phone, I typed out a quick text.

True: You up?

Maddox: I am now cocksucker. What do you need?

True: Come over. I'll make you breakfast.

Maddox: Give me 20.

I grinned. Maddox acted like he couldn't care less about anything, but I knew better. Deep, deep down there was actually a decent guy underneath all the dickhead exterior. He didn't show it very often, but it was why my parents loved him the most. I think they knew he needed it, even if he never talked about why.

I reached into the fridge and pulled out some eggs and bacon before grabbing everything out of the pantry I'd need to make waffles. I cooked Amara breakfast every morning, and I loved doing it. It made me feel good to make her so happy, even if it was just something small like cooking her waffles. It was even better when she used my body to satisfy herself. Watching Amara come was my favorite thing to do.

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