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I slowly chew, and when I’m done, I take a sip of water.

Folding my hands in my lap, I look at her.

“I’m pregnant,” I state.

“What? Oh! Congratulations!” She exclaims. “The last round of IUI worked?”

“Not quite…” I take a deep breath. “The weekend of your party…”

“Oh. My. Goddess.” She gasps. “Marshall?”

I nod and reach for my fork to take another bite.

“Have you told him yet?” Selene asks.

“Not yet,” I mumble around a bite of salmon.

“Shit. He’s like, what? 29?” She says with a heavy sigh. “How do you think he’ll react?”

“That’s the problem… I don’t know how he’s going to react.” I put down my fork. “But no matter what happens, I’m prepared to have this baby and raise them. Whether he wants to be involved or not.”

“Well, whatever happens, Gunnar and I are here to support you.” She goes quiet and then smiles at me. “I’m happy for you, Elsie. You’re going to be a fantastic mother.”

“Thank you,” I reply with a grin.

“Now, chow down. You’re eating for two!”

Chapter 4

Marshall

March 9 — 10 Weeks, Lime

Elsie, splayed out before me, lying on her back with her legs spread open and inviting, is quite a sight to behold.

Though it’s her stomach, swollen with my seed growing inside her, that has my heart pounding.

My fingers skim up the inside of her thighs, sending shivers through her body.

When I reach her center, I spread her lips open and take in the beautiful view of her pussy.

“Fuck. You’re incredible.” I murmur.

“Shut up and fuck me already, Marshall.” She commands.

My cock swells at her authoritative tone, and I ready myself to enter her.

I skim my tip up and down her center, making her squirm in anticipation, but before I can thrust into her, I’m interrupted.

“What the fuck!” I cry, jolting up in bed and wiping water from my eyes.

Every night for weeks, I’ve had the same dream about Elsie Snow. In every one of them, she is heavily pregnant. Plus, I seduce her into taking my cock again and again until she’s screaming my name every time.

But the cold water that just woke me from my dream isn’t part of that fantasy.

“Oh, good. You’re up.” A cool voice says before mumbling under their breath. “Fucking finally.”

Shaking the sleep from my eyes, I look over to the side of my bed to find a tiny woman glaring at me with murder in her eyes.

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