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I turn to see the woman I ravished less than twelve hours ago, my dick hardening at her proximity. I’m worse than a dog in heat, but I can’t be held responsible. The woman’s pussy is magical. Fucking magical. “Hey, Darlin.” I pull her to me, tipping her chin back and claiming a leisurely kiss from that talented mouth.

I’m done pretending I’m anything but obsessed with this woman.

“Hey, yourself,” Tally chuckles, but I see the blush bloom over her cheeks.

I hate that there’s any hesitation on her part about our future, but like she’s told me before, sex won’t solve problems.

Even our amazing, mind-blowing sex.

Hopefully, today’s news will ease any lingering uncertainty.

“What can I do for you boys?”

The possibilities are endless, Darlin.“We’re just waiting on Charlotte.”

Tally’s face blanches. My ex-fiancée is still a sore subject, and one night of intensive lovemaking is not enough to heal the wound.

I grab her hand, giving it a squeeze. “It’s good news. Promise.”

She nods, but apprehension lines her face. She’s dismantled most of the emotional wall, but the bricks are still there, waiting, in case I screw up again.

No way in hell am I letting that happen.

Another knock sounds on Dr. Jessop’s door. The Dragon Lady has arrived.

Charlotte enters the room, a well-practiced smile decorating her mouth. Her eyes travel to mine and Tally’s conjoined hands, but her face gives away nothing. “Good morning, gentlemen. Tallulah.”

Tally jerks her hand from mine, but I’m not letting her put space between us. Not again, and certainly not for Charlotte.

I run my fingers along the length of Tally’s spine, soothing her already frazzled nerves. My girl needs to know where my loyalties lie, plain and simple.

Besides, I’m done kowtowing to Charlotte’s demands. Thankfully, we’ve secured almost all the funding needed for the training center. Once the last dollar is donated, my ex can hop on her jet and scurry back to her opulent lifestyle, leaving me to my future with Tally.

Charlotte settles into one of the plush side chairs, smoothing her suit before meeting my gaze. “The flight is all set for tomorrow morning. We will be in San Francisco for three days, flying back late Thursday. The plan is to tour the existing facility and make final preparations for the grand opening of this training center. There will be dinners both nights, and a welcome party, so please pack accordingly.”

As Charlotte reads down the list of high dollar events, I feel Tally tense beside me. This is out of her element. To be honest, it’s out of mine.

“I hate to cut you off, but why did you need to see me?” Tally blurts, stopping Charlotte’s spiel midstream. “I have a very busy day.”

Code for she wants to get the hell out of there as soon as possible.

“I wasn’t the one who wanted to see you. You’re here at the behest of Dr. Stevens and Dr. Jessop,” Charlotte replies, her tone dripping with ice.

Tally’s gaze swings between me and Ken. “Well, you behested. What do you want?”

Jessop and I chuckle at Tally’s zinger in Charlotte’s direction. Charlotte, on the other hand, is less than amused. “There’s a position that we think will be a great fit for your talents.” I lean down, nuzzling her lobe with my nose. “Not all of them, of course.”

Charlotte clears her throat, and I meet her emerald gaze. If looks could kill, Tally and I would be writhing on the floor. “We need someone dependable and knowledgeable to oversee the training facility. Both Dr. Stevens and Dr. Jessop had one candidate in mind. You.”

“I’m sure you hate that idea.” God bless Tally’s brashness. Until now, she’s been on her best behavior. Glad to see my cheeky girl is making an encore appearance.

Tally’s direct statement flusters Charlotte, but only for a moment. “I don’t think it’s a good idea at all. You don’t possess a master’s degree, a requirement for the position in San Francisco. However, you are, pertheiraccounts, knowledgeable in this field. I have another few candidates in mind, and for fairness, we need to interview them. But these two doctors have unequivocally voted for you.”

Tally crosses her arms across her chest, her baby bump evident under the scrub top. Fuck, but that’s hot. That’s my woman, carrying my child.

It doesn’t get any better than that.

“Does that mean I have the job or not?” Tally questions, her pupils dilating behind her glasses.

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