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Lorelei’s lips curved into a smile, and she leaned in to kiss my cheek. “As long as you won’t get sick of me.” Her tone was light, but she couldn’t completely wipe the vulnerability from her expression.
“Never,” I said emphatically. “I will always want to be as close to you as possible. I’m a little possessive when something belongs to me.”
She giggled and rolled her eyes. I didn’t know how she could still doubt what was happening between us, but if she didn’t figure it out soon, she was gonna be tied to my bed with my head between her legs until I’d explained it properly and she accepted it.
“It would be wonderful to be able to do my classes without having to go to the school,” she said with a sweet smile.
“Besides,” I added flippantly as I rolled back to my computer. “High school or not, if you aren’t there in person, it doesn’t matter if you’re pregnant.”
Lorelei was quiet for a long time, so I eventually paused my tapping to turn and observe her. She was pressing her fingers against her lips, looking ill at ease.
“Would that be so bad, baby?”
“Would what be?” She double blinked, and I realized she’d been lost in thought.
“Having my baby. Would that be so bad?”
Her skin flushed, and for a moment, her eyes glittered happily, but the emotion quickly dimmed, the unease returning. “It’s not that. I want a houseful of kids and you…Grey, you’re going to be such an amazing father. But—”
An alert started bleating loudly from several of the monitors on the wall, and I whipped around to see what had the system going nuts. “Shit.” I had eyes on a few key members of a group we suspected were peddling drugs near one of our night clubs. I grimaced and turned back to my girl. “I’m sorry, baby. I have to handle some club business.”
Lorelei nodded and stood, kissed my cheek and winked before heading up the stairs. “I think I’ll take a bath.”
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Sometimes, I hated my job.
This was the second time I’d had to send Lorelei upstairs due to the sensitive nature of what I was doing. Both times, she’d blown me away by being completely supportive and easy going about it. There would be a lot of those moments in our life, and I’d been worried that she would cry, or get angry, or threaten to leave me or whatever drama women came up with when they weren't getting their way.
I should have fucking known better. It was almost as if Lorelei had been created for me. She fit into every groove of my body and my life.
The alerts beeped again, dragging me out of my Lorelei-induced stupor, and I picked up my phone to call Mac.
Two hours later, I walked into our bedroom to find Lorelei reclined on the bed, reading a book. “Hey,” she said softly when she spotted me.
“I got your classes all set up, baby. You have all the information in your email.”
“Thank you.”
“Anything for you. I’m sorry I had to kick you out of the Sanctuary.”
Lorelei smiled as she turned off her e-reader and set it on the nightstand. “MC, FBI, CIA, whatever…I understand there are things I can’t know. I trust that you'll tell me if I need to know.”
I stared at her, lost in her smile, her beautiful eyes, her long, lithe body, and then my gaze landed on her belly. Yeah, I was gonna put a baby in that belly as soon as possible. The image of her naked body with a round, swollen stomach was almost enough to make me nut in my pants.
It surprised me when she didn’t bring up condoms again over the next few days, especially considering how often we fucked. But I wasn’t about to bring it to her attention. Not until I’d accomplished my goal.
8
LORELEI
“Good news.” Grey swiveled in his chair to beam a grin at me. “Just got a message from Mac. The threat from Bickle has been neutralized. Karina is safe.”
I probably should’ve been more excited to know that the danger had passed for my best friend, but I’d enjoyed the past few days I’d spent in a bubble of privacy with Grey, splitting our time between his hacker cave and bed. The only downside had been that I wasn’t able to talk to Karina, and I only had the few things I’d taken to Aspen with me. Although Grey had more than taken care of that issue by ordering enough girly stuff to last me a lifetime.
“Does that mean I get my cell back and can finally call her?”
“Yup.” He yanked open a drawer to his left, pulled out my phone, and tossed it to me.
I turned the device on and wasn’t surprised to find very few missed notifications. My parents were on a two-week European cruise for the holidays, so they’d just sent my brother and me a text on Christmas morning when they were in the port at Zürich, Switzerland, for a day of sightseeing. Lee hadn’t bothered replying to that one, but he’d sent me a separate message to wish me a Merry Christmas and another telling me to be safe on the slopes. And Karina had replied to my text later that same night, promising to fill me in on all the details once the dust settled and apologizing for our trip being ruined by her dad’s mess.
