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I was playing with fire.
A gut feeling told me if he knew he was the father, he’d take over like he did on the night I couldn’t get out of my mind.
A full body flutter quivered through my muscles when I remembered his text about being starved for me.
Hiding my pregnancy entirely wouldn’t be right, but I wasn’t ready to spill the beans about it just yet.
He turned my entire soul into one, long, sparking electric nerve.
A bundle of lust that held all other partners in disdain simply because they weren’t him.
My phone buzzed, making me jump, and I snatched it off the bathroom counter and read the text from Riley:
Are you ready for me?
I was born ready.
Atta girl. Be there in ten.
My sister, Clover, lived her life as if she were some character in a romance novel. No matter what, she kept on living as if all would turn out alright. Usually it did—like when she fell for my dad’s best friend, Duke, and married him. You’d think a family would implode, but ours grew closer from it.
For Clover, everything conspired to work out in her favor.
Me?
Not so much.
Even though I was an apple who fell from the same tree of my parents’ happy marriage, long-term commitment looked daunting. Marriage boxed women in, making it harder for them to chase their dreams, and I’d never been able to do things any way but mine.
Just because I was going to be a mom, didn’t mean I was ready to jump on the bandwagon of happily ever after.
But did I really have what it took to raise a kid on my own?
I dabbed pink cherry lip gloss on my mouth, and anti-shine powder on my nose. My pulse tapped giddily at my temple in time to the steady throbbing between my legs and I welcomed the distraction.
So long as my vajay was running the show, I didn’t obsess about keeping the baby a secret.
A forceful knock kicked my heart into a skittering pitter pat and I gave myself a final peek in the mirror before answering it.
This was it, all systems go.
I flung the door open wide and looked up into his eyes which were at first bright with merriment, and quickly filled with a glint of something like wonder.
A ribbon of pride unfurled in my chest.
I did that to him.
Holding out the skirt of my dress, I mock curtsied and asked, “You like?”
He nodded and the deep timbre of his voice sent shivers down my spine, “There’s my girl.”
“Your girl?” I asked, pretending he didn’t make me all flushed and agitated—obsessed with him doing bad things to my body. “You’re taking a lot for granted, don’t you think?”
“Just stating the facts. But I get it, you can’t be tamed and all that. Luckily, I’m a patient man.” He reached out and tucked an unruly strand of my hair behind one ear, and heat whooshed up my neck.
This guy saw right through me.
The glimpse of his fine ass in black jeans was a sight to behold as he escorted me to his truck. He opened the door and offered a steadying hand as I stepped in.
