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“Jesus, Parker, I’m dense when it comes to women, and even I know how well that would go over.”

“Okay, okay. Forget that idea.”

“It’s already forgotten.”

But it wasn’t.

Especially when she nuzzled into his side when he went to bed. Her naked body felt like it belonged next to his.

What if he did marry her?

It’d probably be career suicide; at least as far as Boston General was concerned.

Oh, for fuck’s sake, I’m not marrying her! End of story!

But as he drifted off to sleep, he saw an image of her with a pregnant belly that he somehow knew had his baby inside.

And he found he didn’t hate the idea.

Chapter Thirty-Six

Utah

In the early morning hour, she felt him get out of bed at four-fifty-five. Instead of rolling over and going back to sleep, she waited until he exited the bathroom, then threw the covers off her, announcing, “I’m up,” so he didn’t worry about being quiet.

“You don’t have to get up, baby.”

The early hour meant she would be slow moving until she got out of the shower, but she had plenty of time to get ready so he could get to the hospital at his “usual time”.

“It’s okay; I went to bed early, remember? I’ll be ready to go by six-thirty.”

He kissed her at the spot below her ear that always made her body break out with goosebumps before whispering, “I want to watch you fuck your shower dildo.”

“Now?”

He stared at her face as he nodded his head slowly. “Now.”

When she’d been there last month, he’d said he wanted to see her put on a show for him. Since then, she’d given the idea a lot of thought. Was that something she could see herself doing? Would she even want to?

Every time, the answer was always yes, but with a caveat: as long as it was with Liam. He made her feel safe to explore her sexuality like no one had ever done before, and she was discovering she loved being submissive to him.

“Can I have a minute to go the bathroom and brush my teeth, Sir?”

His face lit up at her response, and he gave her hipbone a subtle squeeze.

“I’ll go feed Phoebe, but when I come back, I want to see you riding your dildo on the shower bench. And if you’re a good girl, I’ll let you suck my cock while you do.”

The imagery that flashed into her head was freaking hot, and she was instantly turned on. That’s when she knew she’d have no problem fulfilling his request.

“I’ll be such a good girl, Sir,” she purred as she skimmed her fingertips over his abs as she walked past him naked.

There was an extra sway in her hips knowing he was watching her ass while she walked to the bathroom.

“I’ll be back soon, little bee.”

She turned and murmured, “I’ll be waiting,” before closing the door like she was a sultry siren.

After the door closed, however, she made a mad dash to use the toilet then brush her teeth before dashing back into the bedroom to grab the flesh-colored dildo with the suction-cup base and a bottle of lube from her nightstand.

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