Page 65 of Saving Grace

“Fabulous.” She turned to secure the blood samples she had drawn from Grace earlier. “I’ll be in touch in the next week or so with your results and then we’ll schedule your next appointment. If there are any emergencies, go to Edington General immediately. I’ll leave you a name and number of a physician you can call.”

“Thanks for flying down here so quickly, Doctor Ryan,” Matt said.

“I’m always here to serve,” the doctor smiled. “Take care of Grace.”

“I will.”

When Doctor Ryan left, Grace turned to him. “When did you have time to contact her?”

“Last night, after we had sex.”

“Is that why you left the room?”

“Yeah, babe,” Matt replied. “I know you assured me it was okay to have sex, but I could easily lose control with you.”

“You call this morning control?” Grace grinned as she stepped into her panties. She pulled off her medical gown and the nipples on her heavy breasts pouted at him. His mouth watered. Dusky tips waited to be sucked.

“No.” Her sharp rebuke broke the trance he didn’t know he was in.

“No?” Matt croaked. “I’ll be quick?”

“Matt, I just got fingered and prodded by a doctor,” she scolded. “Can you not think with your dick for a minute?”

“You ask the impossible, gypsy,” he groaned as he reached for her.

She swatted his arm away, ran behind the exam table, and strapped on her bra. After pulling a sweater over her head, she stood before him with arms akimbo. “Goodness, how many times can you go in one day?”

“You don’t wanna know,” Matt rubbed his face in frustration as he turned away from the sight of her bare legs, knowing all he had to do was bend her over, shove the piece of scrap she called panties away, and be inside her in seconds. “Cover up,” he muttered.

“Jeez, it’s not my fault you have absolutely zero self-control,” she teased as he heard the swish of fabric.

“Don’t talk to me about self-control.” He turned to face her then and smiled wryly. “I’m the one sleeping in the next bedroom with a bad case of blue balls because the woman I want is too stubborn to admit she wants me back.”

“Are you saying I was in denial?” Grace sassed.

“Yeah, babe, you were.”

“I had amnesia. It was a very confusing time for me and what memories I had of you were not encouraging.”

“That’s the only reason I haven’t touched you until last night, but there’s no turning back now. You know that, right?”

“Because of the baby?”

Jesus Christ.Why couldn’t she see that baby or not, he was all in.

“Come here,” he ordered.

Grace eyed him dubiously. “Why?”

“So I can kiss some sense into you.”

“Uh-uh. I’m just going to end up flat on my back.”

Matt stalked toward her, and Grace made the mistake of backing away which only aroused the predator in him.

“Don’t move,” he growled and she froze at the gutturalness of his tone. He reached for her again and banded her into a tight embrace. “When you run away from me, you can be damned sure I’ll be coming after you. And when I catch you, I’ll have you flat on your back, your knees up to your ears, and I’ll be balls deep inside you.”

Her breathing turned erratic, and fuck him, he needed to control the blood surging to his dick, or they’d never get anything done today.

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