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I grunted in frustration. His beautiful mouth, somehow too much but not quite enough at the same time.

Releasing one leg, his hand curved around the back of my thigh before plunging into my core and curling.

I cried out as it whipped through me, my blood rushing like the ocean in my ears, unaware of time or space or anything save the heat of his mouth.

And then he was gone.

Grabbing my ankles, he yanked me down the bed and flipped me onto my back. Throwing my legs onto his shoulders, he wrapped his hands around my waist and drove inside. Head thrown back, gorgeous face tight with ecstasy, he spilled almost the moment he breached my entrance.

He released my thighs and fell forward, tucking his face into my neck.

I wrapped my legs around his hips and held him tight as I struggled to catch my breath.

Voice muffled, he muttered, “Oops.”

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Questions

Afterhavingtheconversationwe should have had before he spilled inside me, we decided to forego the condoms while I made a mental note to see the doctor.

He kissed me goodbye at the door shortly after so he could get home in time to collect Dylan from daycare. I barely had time to miss him. Right after dinner, he video called me with Dylan perched on his knee.

Grabbing a slice of privacy was all but impossible at Ayana’s, and Facetiming with me and the staff quickly became Dylan’s favorite evening activity.

I fell for her a little more every time I saw her sweet face.

I’d never met or spoken to her birth mother, but I was positive she must be some kind of wonderful to produce such a perfectly sweet child.

It was not a comforting notion.

On Thursday morning, Bridget, Noelle, Wren, and Harley landed on me at home to hammer out the last of the details for Nadine’s shower. I secured the booking at Ayana’s, and all that was left to do were the invitations.

Because the shower was at Ayana’s, all my duties revolved around organizing the menu and ensuring the room set up with Bridget’s help. Wren took charge of flowers and balloons as well as invites.

Noelle and Harley compiled the wish list and elicited Aaron’s assistance in getting Nadine to the restaurant on time.

They were also in charge of games.

God help us.

Bridget offered to put together a tiny box of chocolates for each guest to take home with them.

Daire was on standby to help transport gifts back home, while Max and Hawk volunteered to put the baby furniture together and in place to surprise her when she got home.

“And Kian?” Bridge challenged. “Where does he fit in?”

I’d thought about Kian a lot since Bridge first brought him up. With Aaron shutting him out, he really had nobody in Sage Ridge.

Wren’s face fell. “Aaron doesn’t want him involved.”

Bridge’s eyebrows flew up. “Is that fair?”

Wren shook her head. “It’s not. I don’t know what to do about it.”

Bridge softened. “Maybe you could talk to him.”

Wren threw her hands up. “I’ve tried!”

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