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And if he discovers Bennett is who I’m trying to get pregnant with…
“It’s from Keegan and Kenna.”
He gives me a mocking glare. “But we both know it’s not. Who’s the guy who doesn’t care enough about you to tell the world you’re his?”
My heart starts to pick up a few extra beats, but I do my best to keep my tone bored and my expression annoyed. “It’s your brother,” I retort, and it’s a dig. A nasty one. One I hope is powerful and bitchy enough to push him back. He and his brother don’t get along at all, and his brother hit on me relentlessly when I went to his family’s house for Christmas last year just to get a rise out of Zane. It worked. They ended up in a fight—an actual fight—over it.
He turns to stone. “Fuck you with that, Katy.”
I smirk. “Nope. And never again.” I get in my car and slam the door practically in his face. He steps back, his expression hard and determined, and I drive off with my heart in my throat. I have a bad feeling this could all blow up in our faces if we’re not careful.
Chapter Eighteen
“It doesn’t matter what he thinks he knows or doesn’t,” Bennett says, his voice ringing through the speakerphone as I dance my way around the kitchen, listening to music on Alexa while I finish my salmon and veggie stir-fry and clean up.
Bennett called to thank me for sending over dinner for him and his mom. Comfort food from her favorite deli. Sometimes being related to big people is awesome. I made a couple of calls, and now Paula has matzo ball soup and cheese blintzes, and Bennett has a Reuben and fries, which is what he ordered that morning we went out for brunch.
“How can you say that?”
“Easy, Katy baby. He’s just jealous it’s not him. If he thinks you have a new boyfriend, that’s great. There’s no reason for him to assume it’s me. Besides, he doesn’t matter. His loss will forever be my gain, and that’s how I’ll think of this. He doesn’t know I’m the man you’re living with or that I’m the one who gets to be inside you. You’re mine now and not his, and I protect what’s mine, so you have nothing to worry about. I’ll take care of him.”
I huff, not allowing myself to think about the way he calls me his. It’s not the first time, and I know it’s just his male possessiveness speaking. I’m fucking you with my dick and not my heart. Ripping off my shirt, I head upstairs, flipping off the lights and going into his room without allowing myself to challenge what I’m about to do. I start the water in his mammoth bathtub—my bathroom only has a standing shower—and let it fill up.
“I don’t need protection from Zane. He’s an annoying bug like Cricket is. I don’t want you speaking to him or getting involved. It’ll only increase his suspicion. I can more than handle him on my own.”
He makes a displeased noise in his throat because he knows I’m right. “I don’t want him near you. I want to break his fucking fingers for even trying to be. If he comes after you again while I’m there, I’ll have no choice but to respond.”
“Fine.” I sigh, still unhappy but knowing it’s not worth the argument. I walk down the hall into my bedroom and throw my clothes in the hamper. “But I don’t like it.”
“You don’t have to. That’s how it is and how it’ll be.” He pauses. “Your voice is muffled, and you’re moving around a lot. What are you doing?” His growl hits my ear and I shiver, smiling to myself as I go back into his bathroom so he can hear the water splashing in the tub.
“I was getting naked,” I tell him simply, setting the phone on the ledge of the tub and putting it on speaker. “You see, this guy sent me a candle at work today, and I want to relax in the tub while I light it and think of him.”
“Fuck. Put me on FaceTime.”
I balk. But only for a second. The thought of Bennett watching me in his house while I slip into a bath in his bathroom is so hot, I can’t wait to see his face. It’s funny. I don’t even have to remind myself anymore. He’s not Zane. He’s Bennett. And Bennett is so much better than Zane.
I hit the button on my phone, and Bennett picks up almost immediately, his face there on the screen, his deep blue eyes wild, only to grow frustrated as he realizes I have the phone pointed up toward the ceiling.
“Hey there.” I hover my face over the phone and smile down at him. “How’s your mom?”
He’s not amused. “She’s fine. She’s already in bed and kicked me out of the house.”
“What?”
“You didn’t bother to look, sweetheart. I’m in the car at a stoplight. My mom called in the nurse I had hired for her, and the two of them kicked me out.”
“Oh.”
He chuckles. “Suddenly not so brave now that you know I’m on my way home to you?”
“I’m bleeding,” I remind him.
He shakes his head. “I don’t give a fuck. Your period blood doesn’t scare me. I want to watch you come. At least a few times.”
I wink at him and give him a peek of my boob as a bonus for that. “Good to know, but I’m not ready for that with my boss. I think my only option is to get naked in his bathroom and take a bath. Alone.”
“Katy…” His voice is so dark. So dangerous.
