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I almost started to run to follow the smell into the kitchen.
That’s where I found Atlas.
Making breakfast.
Shirtless.
The man stood thereshirtless.
Fucking shirtless.
Every possible muscle a man could have - forearms, arms, shoulders, chest, stomach - on full display.
He stood there knowing the way he looked.
Knowing he was just naturally big to begin with but also knowing he looked perfectly chiseled from stone.
Not to mention the tattoos on his arms.
Everything about Atlas screamedbig, mean, tough, run away, don’t go near him, but if you do go near him make sure you use protection so you don’t get pregnant by him…
All of that was way too late for me to think.
My jaw clenched tight as my brain attempted to process things calledwords.
“Morning,” he said in a rough voice that could have gotten me pregnant if I wasn’t already. He inched closer to me and brushed his fingertips to my stomach. “How’s our little one?”
Our… little… one…
Between that and being half nakedandknowing how to cook, I stepped back and began to walk away.
“Where are you running off to?” Atlas called out.
I blurted out one word.“Wind-chair!”
“What was that?”
I froze in place.
My eyes looked at the window and a chair at the same time and had combined the two words together.
“I don’t know what I was trying to say,” I said.
“How about some coffee to make your brain a little less fuzzy?”
I turned my head and saw Atlas again.
Shirtless.
I blinked a few times.
How about you put a shirt on? Because you have my brain scrambled. Along with the rest of my body.
Is it possible to have your toes even turned on?
“Coffee,” I managed to say. “Yes. Coffee. That’s nice.”
Atlas raised his left eyebrow and disappeared into the kitchen again.
