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“Yeah, don’t confuse me with my brother.” He holds my face. “I’ll take care of you. Treat you right. Like you deserve.”
This all happened so quickly, him finding me pregnant and going all alpha to claim what he believes is his family’s heir.
But I come with that deal, something he didn’t like at first.
The mess in my hand means something changed his mind…
CHAPTER TWENTY
Ana
Darragh and I get home and Sophie arrives moments later, shaking storm droplets off her little polka dot raincoat.
Darragh brushes out her tangles after a shower, all with his intense eyes on me.
Sophie hugs me goodnight and with her leaning into me, my baby kicks.
“I felt that!” she cries out.
“The baby knows it’s you.” I smooth her tender cheek.
He was doing somersaults while Darragh was kissing me, too, like he knows they are his family.
“Come on, Soph.” Darragh stalks toward us. “Time for bed. It’s late.”
She skips toward the stairs, but it’s Darragh I watch, looking at his daughter.
I finally get it. How kids become your world.
I had all his attention twenty minutes ago, and now it’s like I’m not here.
But it’s okay, I adore seeing him so in love with his daughter.
I make sure the kitchen is neat and then head to my bedroom. A few minutes later, there’s a knock on my door.
“Hi.” Darragh stands there with a huge box.
“What’s that?” My eyes track across it carefully.
“You’ll see. First things, first.” He puts it down and kisses me. “Fuck, you taste so sweet. I can’t believe I thought I could keep my hands off you.”
He deepens the kiss, my greedy mouth demanding more. His tongue strokes mine and my nerves light up with anticipation.
I wrap my wrists around his neck, fingering the soft strands of his hair.
Moving his mouth down my throat, he sucks on my jugular. He bites and nips at me, growling, the real Darragh emerging. No more Mr. Nice Guy.
He unzips his pants, and groans, “I’m dying to fuck you.”
“You really want me like this?” Swallowing my lust, I step back.
“Especially since you’re like this. It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. You glow. And you’re so damn sexy.”
“How… How can we?”
“Undress for me.” His open pants lazily hang off his hips. He cups his dick over his briefs. “Slowly. Let me watch you.”
For all the similarities, he and Cormac are vastly different. Cormac was wild, ripping off my clothes, shoving himself inside me. Usually without a condom, which is why I’m pregnant. He was irresponsible, and I went along with it like an idiot.
