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“Ugh, huge right?” she says. “I still had like a month to go. My fellow resident threw me a shower at work before I went on leave.”
Her thumb moves to swipe again, but I squeeze her. “Don’t. Let me look.”
She snickers. “Have a thing for pregnant women?”
“Uh, when the woman is carrying my baby, absolutely,” I say. I stroke her belly absently as I take in the image. How I wish I could have been there. I won’t say that aloud for fear of making her feel guilty again. I used to be a daydreamer. I’d think about getting up on stage and performing my songs for thousands. Being a rock god. Then I got the dream and the dreaming came to a strange standstill.
Now I’m daydreaming about having a life with Isabella and Leo and Marisol. Making more life too.
“Okay, that’s enough,” she says, snapping the screen of her phone off and flipping onto her back. “We should talk about the barbecue.”
I blink. “Oh right. That.”
“I know I kinda committed you to it without asking, but it would mean a lot –“
“I’ll go,” I say. It’s a given. Fuck the band, fuck rehearsals. I have a kid who needs to get to know me.
Isabella beams, the early morning light filtered through the curtains lighting up her beautiful skin. “Even though you’re most definitely going to get recognized?”
I blow a raspberry. “We gotta get our story straight, but… of course.”
“You don’t have to do it if you –”
“Isabella, baby, I’m going to the barbecue, alright?” I kiss her gently. “Conversation over.”
Isabella nuzzles my nose, reaching for another kiss. And another… and another…
I can feel that Energizer bunny coming alive again. He just keeps going and going and –
There’s a buzzing sound from the side table.
Isabella draws away. “Your phone –”
“Leave it,” I say, grabbing for another kiss.
We let it ring. I pull Isabella on top of me, her breasts brushing against me. I moan into her mouth. Goddamn, she feels perfect pressed against me. How have I survived this long without –
The insistent buzzing starts again.
Isabella lifts herself from me, remaining perched on my hips, my erection pressed under her.
I grit my teeth. “Isabella, leave –”
She swipes the phone off the side table. “Mickey?” She holds it up so I can see the screen.
I stare at the contact for a long moment. Shit, I haven’t responded to any of his texts yesterday. Haven’t accepted any of his calls. He’ll probably haul ass out here next. Or send Blaise to check up on me. “Uh, fine, I’ll take it.”
Isabella hands me the phone and rolls off me in one fluid motion, making me groan in sexual frustration.
“Hello?” I answer the phone blandly.
“Are you still in that fucking Ocelot town or whatever?” my manager sneers. Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Unlike me, who was very much on the right side of the bed until Mickey interrupted.
“Yeah, I am,” I say.
Isabella stands and pads across the room, mouthing, “Bathroom,” to me as she goes.
I watch her naked body all the way to the bathroom, totally enthralled by every mole, divot, and curve.
