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Zayne stared at me, clearly upset and caught off guard. “It’s not up to me, Giselle. It’s up to Sutton and Pierce. It’s their business, and even if I was fine with the idea, they could overrule me.” He flopped back onto the couch.
“Zayne.” I sat beside him and took his hand, allowing his warmth to ground me. “I’ll be safer working with you than at home. It will give me a purpose again. It would be the best therapy to take down motherfuckers like Donovan and Ander.”
He reached up and stroked my cheek. “I know it’s probably what’s best for you, but I have to wrap my head around the idea.” He leaned up and kissed me. “I love you. A part of me wants to take you to a castle, hide, and keep you safe from the world.”
“Just like I want to do with you, but we both recognize life doesn’t work that way. Besides, I need to settle down somewhere and find a good therapist. I want to show up in this relationship with you, Zayne. I want to become my best self and discover who I am, but with you by my side. I’ve never been free before. I would love to travel, and run around our house naked, lay in the sun, spend time with your friends. I adore Sutton and want to spend time with her and Claire. But you also have to consider that Ashley will live with us at some point. Are you okay with that? A teenager can be scary.”
A lopsided green eased across his face. “Are you asking me to be Uncle Zayne to her?”
I giggled. “No, but you’ll be a father to her. You’ll help me parent, prepare her for the real world again, attend teacher conferences, maybe even endure some band or choir concerts. I mean, if you’re not away on a job, of course.”
“I like the sound of all those things.” He took my hand and brushed his lips across my knuckles, sending delicious chills over my body.
“How do you feel about finding a house together in Spokane?” I tilted my head, waiting for him to realize what I’d just asked.
His palm covered his chest, and he batted his eyelashes at me. “Giselle Lambert, are you asking me to move in together before marriage?”
“Yup.” I popped the p on the word. “And I plan on taking advantage of you, too. Many times.” I reached over and massaged his dick through his jeans.
“I could get used to that. I could really get used to that.” Zayne thickened as I undid his pants, then lowered the zipper. I freed him from his grey boxer briefs and wrapped my hand around his shaft.
“I have one more thing to talk to you about. Do you want to talk now or later?” I rubbed my thumb over the tip of his crown, smearing the drop of precum on his sensitive skin.
“Maybe both. I really don’t want you to stop,” he whispered.
I gave him a firm stroke, lowered myself to the floor, and knelt between his parted legs. My tongue licked his length, then I took him into my mouth.
He watched and threaded his fingers through my dark hair. “Goddamn, that feels good.”
Licking and sucking as he squirmed in his seat, I worshipped every inch of his cock and balls. My head bobbed up and down, and I hollowed my cheeks, basking in his moans of pleasure. My G-string was growing wetter by the second, and I desperately needed him inside me.
“Shit, babe. Shit. I’m going to lose it.” Zayne tried to push me away, but I refused. After I swallowed every last drop of his hot liquid as it hit the back of my throat, I eased him out of my mouth and wiped my lips.
Zayne ran his thumb along my lower lip, pulling it down. “Give me a few minutes, then I’m going to fuck you until you scream my name.”
“Promise?” I peeked up at him from beneath my eyelashes.
“Count on it.”
I stood, my nerves returning front and center. “Well, at least we don’t have to worry about birth control.”
He tucked himself back into his boxer briefs. “Yeah, you said you were on the pill, so we’re good.”
“Yeah, I was.”
Zayne fumbled with the button on his jeans. “Was? Why did you stop taking it?”
I wiped my sweaty palms on my shorts. “Because we don’t need birth control if I’m already pregnant.”
For the second time that night, I’d caught Zayne Wilson off guard and shocked the shit out of him.
He stood, his mouth hanging open. “How?”
“Well, when a man and woman love each other, they have an intimate relationship, and he sticks his penis in her vagina.” I snorted, then covered my mouth with my hand.
Bewildered, Zayne stared unblinking at me. Apparently, he didn’t think my joke was funny, but when I was nervous, I said stupid shit at times.
“The doctor explained that my body could have changed, and the current pill I was on wasn’t a high enough dosage.” I studied him, attempting to determine how he felt about being a father. “Honestly, I suspect Donovan messed with my pill. He was the one that managed any of my medication. If the baby had been his, he would have been able to control me for the rest of my life.”
