Page 54 of Sebastian's Baby

“Yup, I am. Got room in your bed for me tonight?”

“Always,” I laugh. “I’ll be down in a sec.”

I turn the TV off and head downstairs in the elevator. When the doors slide open, Lita is standing in front of it, wearing jeans and a t-shirt, with her hand on her suitcase. She looks tired as she wheels her luggage into the elevator with me.

“Did I wake you?” she asks as she moves to stand next to me.

“Nah, I was just watching Netflix and waiting for you to arrive,” I grin at her as I swipe my card over the reader before I press the button to take us upstairs.

Lita trails her gaze over me from head to toe, then says, “I think it should be illegal for you ever to put a shirt on, Sebastian Fox.”

I’d forgotten I wasn’t wearing one, to be honest. Lita’s attraction to me is obvious, and I’m pleased by the compliment.

“Is that so, Lolita Ciccone?” I raise an eyebrow at her.

“Yes, it is. I think I’ll petition my member for Congress about it,” she laughs.

“Fair’s fair. The same would have to go for you.” I look at her chest, thinking that it would be very nice if she were topless all the time, and add, “Also, have your tits gotten bigger since I saw you last?”

“Probably, they certainly feel painfully huge.” She grimaces.

“I’ll kiss them better for you,” I offer and wink at her as the elevator arrives at my floor.

“How very kind and caring of you,” Lita says dryly.

I wheel her luggage for her and lead the way to my bedroom while grinning at her. “Did my lover not tell you how kind and caring I am already?”

As soon as I told Heather that Lita and I were keeping the baby, she insisted that she wanted to become friends with Lita and made me give her Lita’s number. They’ve been messaging since, and Heather’s definitely looking forward to meeting Lita tomorrow.

“She did. Several times, actually. I told her I need to see it for myself before I’ll believe it.”

I laugh as I put her luggage in my closet, then walk back to her and lift her top over her head. Her breasts are just as glorious as ever, spilling out over the top of her black bra, and I’m very eager to play with them tonight.

“Yup, definitely bigger,” I grin at her.

“Well, aren’t you a lucky boy?” Lita rolls her eyes at me.

“The luckiest.”

My cock is already starting to get hard as I look Lita over, standing in front of me in her jeans and bra. I’ve spent the last week thinking about all the things I want to do with her this weekend, and I’m ready to fuck her senseless.

“Seb, I really want to have sex with you, but I’m so tired I might pass out,” she sighs, sounding guilty.

“Oh, princess.” As much as I want to fuck her, she does look dead on her feet. I push my arousal away, smile at her, and say, “We’ve got all weekend for sex. I’m not offended.”

“Who would’ve thought that growing an entire human being inside you could be so tiring, huh?” she laughs.

“Crazy.”

Lita takes the rest of her clothes off and places them on a chair at the side of the room, then climbs into bed. I pull off my sweatpants, turn off the lights, and get into bed with her.

As I wrap my arms around her, I place one of my hands on her stomach, and I notice that she has a tiny bump there. I’m reminded of the sound of our baby’s beating heart, and I can’t wait to hear it again when we go to Galena tomorrow.

“Wow, Lita, your belly’s gotten bigger,” I say around a lump in my throat.

“I know. It looks like I’ve just started eating too much pasta, but if you know I’m pregnant, it’s kind of obvious. Becky’s noticed this week as well.”

I realize that, of course, this weekend is probably going to be a lot for her, and I want to support her any way I can, so I ask, “Are you nervous about tomorrow?”

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