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“Is that right?”

Again, he rises to the challenge. Quick as a flash, he pounces on me, manacling both my wrists together above my head. With his knee, he forces my legs apart and settles between them.

With featherlight softness, he uses one hand to trace his fingers from my wrist to my elbow. I quiver when it moves down my arm and along the curve of my breast. My breathing quickens when he tugs up the hem of his T-shirt. Keeping those jade eyes locked on mine, his hand sneaks past the waistband of my pajama shorts.

He groans when my wetness coats his fingers. “You feel this, dollface? This is the claim I have on your body. It’s mine for the taking.” His fingers dip inside me and I gasp, a husky moan pervading the space between. A naughty grin quirks his lips up. “Now, you can be sassy about it, deny it all you want, but let’s just make it clear.” He runs his tongue seductively over my lower lip. “The resistance always surrenders to me.”

As the words hang in the air, the charged energy between us intensifies. The playful atmosphere transforms into something more potent. He kisses me then, filling my veins with molten heat, and I melt into him. I give in. I surrender.

14. Peter

“So, Kelly-Anne calledme into her office today,” Lia says between sniffles. “And she told me that due to poor performance...they’re gonna have to let me go.”

I put my arm around her to rub her shoulder. “That doesn’t make any sense. You’re the hardest working person in that store.”

“Tori says she fired me because I’m pregnant.” She points to her belly. “I’m getting bigger now, so I’m sure she noticed. But she can’t fire me for being pregnant because I could take her up for discrimination, so...she just chalked it up to poor performance.”

“Do you want me to get a lawyer? We could fight this.”

“It’s pointless because I can’t prove anything.” Her shoulders slump with defeat. “I don’t know what I’m gonna do now. How am I going to get another job? No one’s gonna hire a pregnant woman halfway through her pregnancy.”

If I had to be perfectly honest, I’m happy about this news. I didn’t like her working there in the first place. It’s a dodgy neighborhood. It’s long hours. And she’s on her feet all day. She didn’t need to work, but I didn’t want to tell her to quit because it wasn’t my place. Even though it wasn’t much, she enjoyed earning her own money and being somewhat independent, and I didn’t want to ask her to give that up.

But now that this has happened, there’s no need for her to get another job right now.

“Why don’t you just put a pause on everything?” I suggest. “Don’t worry about trying to find a job. I’ll take care of everything. And after you give birth...when you’re ready...you can start looking for another job then.”

“I can’t leech off you, Peter.”

“You’re not leeching off me, Li. And maybe this is a blessing in disguise. Now you can enjoy the rest of your pregnancy with no work stress, and after little Ambrose is born, you can bond with him instead of worrying about going back to work.”

She glares at me with an unimpressed scowl. “We’re not naming him Ambrose, Peter.”

“We’ll debate that later,” I say with a chuckle. “And we’ll figure out a proper plan in a few months. For now, let’s just focus on the positives. I can tell you that a big plus for me is that you won’t be seeing Rafael every day anymore.”

I get another disinterested eye roll. “You’re the worst.”

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