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“I know, but you didn’t hate it, did you?”

Trying to hide the whimper that wants to escape my lips, I swallow and say, “Are you just going to torture me now that you know how addicted I am to sex?”

He smirks at me before pulling me into his chest. “Maybe.”

“That’s not very nice.”

“On the contrary, I think the things that I do to you areverynice—and a little naughty too.” The gravel of his voice sends a shock wave to my clit, and if he doesn’t stop, I’m going to end up fucking him on the side of the road multiple times on the drive back home.

I’ve never been this horny in my life.

“Come on, Scottie. Let’s get on the road. We’re already behind schedule, and I’d like to get you home at a reasonable hour so you can ride my cock again later if that’s what you want.”

Chuckling, I let him help me into the truck, and then we make the long drive home, getting home late, but not late enough to prevent Grady from giving me two more orgasms before we both pass out.

Chapter seventeen

Grady

“I’m nervous.” Scottie squeezes my hand again as we wait in the exam room, eager for the doctor to come in and do her ultrasound. She’s right between four and five months along, which means we could determine the sex on an ultrasound if the baby cooperates, but if not, we’ll have to wait longer.

I never considered myself an impatient man, but between Scottie initiating sex between us and wondering if this appointment is going to go the way we want, I’m feeling more and more on edge.

Our road trip ended the way I hoped it would, with Scottie giving in to our connection. But as soon as I saw the look on her face in the light of day, my own fear surfaced—the fear she’ll regret us sleeping together again. So instead of asking her to explain what her expectations are between us now, I didn’t push for anything. And now, I’m in yet another limbo status of my relationship with my baby’s mother.

“Why are you nervous?”

“Because I don’t want you to be disappointed,” she says, startling me.

“Why would I be disappointed?”

She rubs circles over her stomach. “I don’t know. What if you have your hopes up for one gender, and it’s the opposite?”

“Scottie, I don’t care if it’s a monkey, as long as it’s healthy, okay?”

She stares up at me with a pinch in her brow. “If it’s a monkey, we have a whole other set of problems to deal with, Grady.”

Laughing, I press a kiss to her forehead just as Dr. Rivera comes into the room. “Well, hello there.”

“Hey, Doc.” I keep Scottie’s hand in mine but stand up tall now as Dr. Rivera crosses the room to her chair.

“How are you feeling, Scottie?”

“Pretty good. The nausea is finally gone, and there’s a lot of movement from the baby.”

“Good,” Dr. Rivera replies, flipping through Scottie’s chart.

“And she’s definitely aroused more,” I add, which has both the doctor and Scottie snapping their heads in my direction.

“Grady!” Scottie hisses.

Hiding my grin, I say, “What? It’s true.” Scottie has no reason to be ashamed of her need for my cock, but making her blush is quickly becoming a favorite activity of mine.

Dr. Rivera clears her throat. “Well, increased libido is normal in the second trimester. As long as it’s comfortable for you, Scottie, sex is perfectly safe.”

Scottie glares at me. “Good luck getting laid now.”

Squeezing her hand again, I turn my attention back to Dr. Rivera, who is also fighting a grin. “All of your labs look good though, so what do you say we have a look on the ultrasound. Are you two interested in finding out the sex?”

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