Page 47 of Last Minute Fiancé

She took the loofah and washed me, the act gentle, far more intimate than we had been before.

“Okay. I’d like that.”

I smiled at the admission before I kissed her again. When I laid her in bed, I just held her.

“We should stop doing that, you know.”

I smiled, even though I knew she couldn’t see me.

“You’re right. It’s very wrong.”

“And probably going to be a huge mistake in the future.”

“Totally.” I kissed the top of her head. “But I don’t regret it. I don’t regret you, Addison.”

Her grip on my waist tightened, before she relaxed.

“Same. Same.”

And as I lay there with her in my arms, I finally relaxed.

* * *

Addison left early the next morning, since she hadn’t brought a change of clothes. And I knew that she hadn’t on purpose. Because if she even thought about a future such as that, this would become real for her. And while it was real for me, I knew that this was all way too much for her to accept in one go. So I wasn’t going to make it an issue.

If I did, then I would lose her before I truly even had her.

I knew both of us well enough to know that.

“Where is your head?”

I looked up at Colt and laughed.

“I have no idea right now. What’s up?”

“Nothing. Just wondering when you were going to hand me the paperwork that I needed. You doing okay, buddy?”

I shook my head. “I think so. Hell.” Colt sighed and leaned against the doorway.

“You and I have been friends for what, a decade? Since you were a wee babe not even old enough to shave those tiny chin hairs, or even have pubes. Now you’re a big boy and about to have a baby of your own. Times sure have changed.”

I scowled at my friend.

“Are you serious right now? That’s what you’re leading with?”

“I’m just saying. We’ve been friends for a long time.”

“You had to mention my pubes. I’ll have you know they grew in.”

“And I’m very proud of you. Go you and your pubes.”

I knew that none of the staff were back here, and it was quiet in the morning at our office, but I still cringed.

“We should probably stop saying that before we get sued for harassment or something.”

“You’re probably right. However, you want to tell me what’s going on with you? You’ve been acting crazy for a few weeks now. And while I appreciate that you finally told me that you and Addison are having a child together, I would love to have more information. Like, how long have you two been together? When did it start? How are things going?”

I ran my hands over my face, annoyed with myself for letting things get so crazy and entangled. But what else was I supposed to do? That was life.

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