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Together, Jace and I rocked in and out of her, forcing her against the other. Her knuckles turned white as she gripped the couch before convulsing into her orgasm. The moan that tore its way out of her chest was my undoing.

Jace pulled her back against him just in time for a ribbon of cum to shoot out me. The pearly liquid collected on her flushed chest, pooling between her breasts before sliding down her skin.

The sight was so fucking beautiful that I considered taking a picture. Fortunately, I came to my senses and realized that would have been creepy, so instead of commemorating this moment through photography, I leaned forward, pressing my lips to her forehead.

Her skin was soft, and a little sweaty, but that was to be expected. What wasn’t expected was the fact that Callie was absolutely burning up.

Chapter 11

Callie

Isat in the stiff chairs of the hospital waiting room, nervously bouncing my foot as I tried to wrap my head around the fact that, for once, I wasn’t here alone. The low hum of conversations around me, the faint smell of antiseptic—it all blurred into the background as I kept glancing over at Jace and Kane. Both of them, here, for me.

Hell, I got lucky that my OBGYN allowed two support people per visit, because if she didn’t, I was pretty sure Jace and Kane would have fist-fought. They both wanted to come that badly, and that was almost impossible for me to grasp.

I was sure the novelty of supporting me would have worn off by now. That’s how my family was after Sulien died. Everyone loved being around me, making sure I wasokayuntil it was time for my first official doctor’s appointment in the pregnancy. From that point on, it was just me.

And I was fine with that. But, as I sat with Jace and Kane on either side of me, I realized how lonelyjust mewas.

Kane reached over, placing his hand on my knee before holding it in place. My heart leapt to my throat as I looked up to find him watching me. His dark gaze roamed around my face, and I focused on the ornate black cross tattoo near his eye.

“Why are you fidgeting?” He asked, his voice soft but firm enough to hint that he didn’t think I should do that.

I swallowed, trying to think of an answer that didn’t sound stupid. But, just as I started to formulate a non-embarrassing way to ask Kane if he was sure he’d still like me once the thrill of having an objectively pretty girl on his arm wore off, a nurse poked her head out of the back.

“Calista Voltaris?” She read my name off of the pink clipboard in her hands.

I pushed myself up, and Jace snorted out a laugh.

“Calista?” Jace repeated, following at my heels as I made my way to the back. “Your name isCalista?”

“You thought my parents named me Callie?” I kept my question low, not wanting the nurse to think we were fighting.

“No, I just didn’t think they named you Calista–it sounds soproper.”

“Quit while you’re ahead.” Kane warned, draping an arm over my shoulders. “We’re here to check on the baby,notbully Callie.”

“Oh–I have no intentions to bully Callie.Calista,however.”

The nurse led us down the narrow hallway, and I tried to ignore the way my cheeks burned. I’d never liked my name; that’s why I was so willing to introduce myself with the nickname I’d been using since I was a kid. Jace was right, it felt too proper, too uppity, and while I knew that was what was expected of me, I wasn't sure that was who I wanted to be.

We came upon the all-too-familiar scale just before the exam room, and my stomach bottomed out. For the last few appointments, I’d been stepping on the scale backwards and asking the doctors not to talk about my weight. I knew I had a bit of a problem, but now wasn’t the time to think about it. Unfortunately, while I could control what I saw, I couldn’t do the same for Jace and Kane.

The nurse gestured for me to step on, and I suddenlywishedI’d come alone. I shot Jace a warning look, hoping he’d understand my need for him to keep his comments to himself.

As I stepped onto the scale, Jace’s eyes lingered on me. I shot him a final pleading look, hoping he’d pick up on just how vulnerable I felt right now. To my surprise, he didn’t say anything. Instead, he tilted his head slightly. It was… unexpected, to say the least.

The nurse scribbled the number onto her clipboard, and I forced myself not to look. When she finished, I stomped off the scale, my cheeks still hot with embarrassment. That feeling grew when Jace audibly smacked my ass before grabbing a tight fistful.

I yelped before shooting him a glare.

“Really?” I whispered, trying not to let the nurse hear as she walked ahead of us. “This is a doctor’s office.”

Jace leaned in close enough for me to smell his cologne. I wasn’t sure exactly what it was; the scent reminded me of rum and coffee.

“Just couldn’t resist,Calista,” he murmured, his hand moving from my ass to the small of my back. “Besides, you look good.Really good.”

Kane let out a huff of amusement as he walked beside us. “Pretty sure that’s not how we're supposed to be supporting her right now.”Can’t say I disagree with him though.

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