Page 58 of Triplet Babies for the Billionaire
Noah and I exchange a look, and without saying a word, we both quietly step away from the door, retreating down the hallway. We walk back toward the elevator in silence.
I glance over at Noah, unsure of what to say. I’ve never seen him this quiet, and I don’t know if it’s because of what we overheard or if it’s just the stress of everything that’s happened today.
“It’s kind of wild, isn’t it?” I say softly, breaking the silence. “I had no idea Nicole felt that way about Amy.”
Noah nods, his eyes thoughtful. “Yeah, me neither. But I get it. I think Amy’s been feeling the same way. It’s hard, being in that situation, not knowing if what you’re feeling is real.”
We ride the elevator down, both of us a little more aware of the complicated dynamics of relationships. When we reach my floor, I glance over at him, and a small smile plays on his lips.
“I’m glad we didn’t interrupt,” he says quietly. “They need to figure that out on their own.”
I smile back at him. “Yeah, they do.”
We part ways for the day, each of us with something new to think about.
Chapter Twenty-One
Blossom
The feeling of his lips on my skin wakes me up.
The darkness of night hangs in the room, and I can’t see anything but Noah’s dark shadow, gliding over my body. I feel his every touch, the mysteriousness of the darkness concealing him and making his next move a complete surprise.
His lips touch my neck, sliding up to my ear, and I hear him sigh happily as his hand glides between my legs, playing with the wetness at my core.
“You’re so wet,” he whispers, sliding himself between my legs. I feel him prodding gently, and I beg for it.
“Yes, yes, please, put it in me,” I moan, feeling the hormones take me over, feeling myself gush and quiver for him.
“I like when you beg,” he murmurs to me, kissing me, teasing me with his cock slipping through my wetness but not actually claiming me.
“It’s not nice to make a pregnant lady beg for things,” I say back, nipping his lower lip with my teeth.
He laughs at that, leaning on his elbow and looking down at me. I can see the dim outline of him in the low light in the room. I raise my hips, gasping a little when he slips inside of me the slightest little bit.
“Blossom,” he says to me, his voice filled with an emotion I don’t quite recognize. “You know I care about you very much, right?”
I frown a little in the darkness. “Yes,” I say. “You’re letting me stay here, you protected me from my crazy ex. I know you care about me.”
He’s silent for a moment, and I wiggle beneath him again, feeling like I will die if he doesn’t fuck me.
I hear him open his mouth to say something else, but then he just sighs and slides slowly inside of me. I lose the thread of the conversation, lifting my hips to take him deeper, desperate for more of him.
We make love for hours into the night, and I finally fall asleep again sometime before sunrise.
I finally wake up again to the soft light filtering through the windows. It’s the kind of light that makes everything in the room feel warm and peaceful.
I blink a few times, adjusting to the morning, and then I realize that I’m still wrapped up in Noah’s arms, his chest rising and falling slowly beneath me. It’s a comforting feeling, waking up beside him like this.
“Good morning,” Noah murmurs, his voice low and groggy. His hand gently brushes my hair from my face.
“Morning,” I reply, feeling a little giddy as I stretch against him.
He smiles, still a little sleepy, and looks at me with that same expression that always makes my heart flutter. “So, what’s on the agenda today? Got any plans?”
I hesitate for just a moment before the words spill out. “I have a prenatal appointment,” I say quietly. I don’t know why I didn’t mention it earlier. I’ve been going on my own, but today...something about today feels different.
He lifts an eyebrow, sitting up a little. “You want me to come with you?”
