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“Admit it,” I say, wiggling my pinky finger. “What you really need is this.”

She turns crimson.

I laugh. “Missed my dirty talk, did you?”

She pulls me along, walking faster. “I missed everything about you.”

Neither of us can stop smiling. By the time we get to her bedroom, I’m so hard I can barely control myself. We rip each other’s clothes off. I tell her all the things I want to do to her.

“I promise I’ll never leave you again,” she says when I climb on top of her.

“Move in with me,” I say, wanting to get the most out of her promise.

“Wh-what?”

“You heard me.”

“I can’t do that, Brett. We just got back together.”

“Are you going to leave me again?”

“No.”

“Then what’s the issue? If we’re going to be together forever, you may as well move in with me.”

“It’s so sudden. I’m just not sure—”

“Not sure of what? How much you love me?”

She shakes her head. “No. I’m sure about that. It’s just … it’s a lot.”

I stare her down and smile, wiggling my cock against her. “You know you want to.”

“How would it work?” she asks. “I’m not saying yes, but there’s my mom. And you have Bonnie.”

“I’ve actually thought about this. I have a plan.”

“You do?”

“Sure. What else did I have to do when I was sitting at my window, pining for you?”

She smiles smugly. “You werepiningfor me?”

I pinch her nipple, and she squeals. “You and Evie could move in with me and Leo, and Bonnie would move in with your mom. Evie could take Bonnie’s room, and Enid could move into your old room, that way she’d just be a window away from Evie. We’d still need a nanny, who’d be right across the street.” I rub her belly. “You never know when we might need her for more than just Leo. We could all have dinner together twice a week. More if you want. But definitely on Sundays. Bonnie and Enid are already friends, and neither of them has a significant other, so it makes sense. We’d all live happily ever after as one big family. It would be perfect.”

She rises on her elbows and stares at me with a slack jaw. “Wow. You reallyhavethought this through. I’m not even sure I know what to say to all that.”

“Say you’ll think about it.” I lean down and take her nipple into my mouth.

She arches into me. “I’ll think about it.”

“Good.” I run my tongue down her body, across her stomach, and all the way to her warm, wet center. “Now don’t mind me and my pinky as we do everything we can to convince you.”

She moans as I get to work trying to convince her over and over and over again.

Chapter Forty

Emma

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