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“Mmm. I should shoot you down for not giving in to my room-christening sex.”

“Are you going to? You’d be cutting off your nose to spite your face.”

“Of course, I’m not. I’m horny as hell. I am going to ride your face for so long, you’re going to have lockjaw when I’m done with you.”

“Is that supposed to be a punishment? It’s an incentive!”

Chapter Fourteen

Zee

“You’re joking, right?” Coop looks like a deer in the headlights as he recoils from me.

“I think I just hurt the babies. Fuck, what if I speared them in the brain or something?” He slides out of bed and shrugs into his jeans.

“What the hell? You didn’t finish the job, Coop. I’m horny, and you’re leaving me hanging. Why are you getting dressed?”

“I’m taking you to the hospital. We need to get another scan.”

“What? You’re totally overreacting. So what if the babies moved while we were having sex, it’s not a big deal. They kick me all the time.”

“I was too rough. I got carried away in the moment. I really think we should get you checked out. Don’t babies have a soft spot on their heads? What if I damaged one of them with my cock? Fuck. They’re not even born, and I’m messing up.” He’s serious. I guess I am not getting a spine-tingling orgasm, then.

“Coop, while your cock is big and hard and all kinds of impressive, it can’t reach into my uterus. The twins are fine. Stop being ridiculous and come back to bed.”

He starts pacing the room, running his fingers through his hair. “I know you’re kidding right now, but let’s be serious, my cock is massive.”

“I can’t believe you’re saying this with a straight face, Coop. For a start, if you pierced my uterus with your mighty member, you would also have broken my waters. Do you see any liquid?” I throw back the covers in an attempt to entice him back to bed.

“No.”

“Then, I’m right. I love you, but you’re batshit crazy sometimes. You won’t harm the babies by having sex with me. In fact, the doctor said that if I go to term, then sex can help induce labor at that late stage. Right now, you’re fine to ravage me as much as possible before we become a family of four.”

He takes a seat on the edge of the bed, reaching over to hold my hand. “I don’t think I’ll ever tire of hearing you say you love me.”

“I’m sorry it took me so long.”

“Don’t apologize, Zee. I’d rather know that you mean it. If you’d just said it because I did, I’d never know if it was your true feelings or whether you were placating me.”

“I’m not exactly the kind of woman who placates in any way at all.”

“Yep, you’re a ball-buster. Thank God we’re having boys. I don’t think I’d survive in a house with three ball-busters.”

“Maybe the next one will be a girl.” I don’t know why I just said that or where it came from. I’m waiting for Coop to get spooked at the prospect, but he just smiles at me.

“We’ll still outnumber you three to two. Besides, I like the idea of being a girl dad, especially if she takes after her mother. You’re feisty, and you don’t take any shit. I reckon our daughter would follow in your footsteps.” I’m waiting to feel panic rise in my chest, but it doesn’t come. Instead, a calm warmth spreads through every nerve ending in my body—contentment.

It’s such a foreign concept to me that I didn’t recognize it right away. I take a moment to drink him in. Cooper Danford. As a lifelong Titans fan, I’ve always appreciated his talent and hard work. As his girlfriend, I love his kindness and how open and honest he is with me. I’ve given him so many reasons to walk away, but it just makes him love me harder.

“Now, will you come back to bed and finish what you started?”

“Are you sure the babies will be okay? Maybe we should hold off until after they’re born?”

“What have you done with the real Coop? The guy I know couldn’t go weeks without getting his rocks off.”

“Trust me, I don’t relish the idea, but now I’m fucking terrified I’ll hurt you.”

“You haven’t. You won’t. Stop thinking with your overprotective brain and start thinking with your cock again, please.” A slight smile tugs at the corner of his mouth.

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