Page 19 of Worth the Chase

She actually spat out her coffee. It flew everywhere. All over the countertop, the cupboards, and the floor.

“Dammit, Matthew,” she cursed before hopping down and looking around. “There’re no paper towels in here.”

She pulled open another cupboard under the sink and let out a relieved sound as she held a fistful of napkins in her hand.

“Let me help you.” I took a step toward her, but she shook her head.

“I got it,” she said as she wiped up the mess she’d made.

I walked back toward the balcony that overlooked a gorgeously landscaped backyard. It was stunning before it gave way to the trees and nature.

“Can’t you see our kids here? Playing in this backyard?” I asked as Bells suddenly appeared at my side.

“Our”—she paused—“kids?”

I turned to face her, my body hovering over her petite frame. “You’re my future baby mama, Bells.”

Even I had to admit that one had sounded way sexier in my head than it did out loud, but it was too late to take it back.

“You might need therapy,” she said with a groan.

“I definitely do,” I admitted because I did have issues that I really needed to work through, but Bells wasn’t one of them.

“At least we can agree on something,” she breathed out.

My hand was cupping her jaw before I even realized I was doing it. I watched as her eyes instinctively closed with my touch, and I knew she still wanted me. Even if she acted like she didn’t.

“So, do you like the house?”

Her eyes whipped back open like she’d forgotten where she was and who she was with. My hand dropped from her face as she put a little space between us.

“I actually love this house,” she said with a soft smile, and my heart leaped inside my chest.

“Write up the offer then. Let’s buy us a house and get you a fat commission check.” I grinned.

Her smile grew a little bigger, and I swore I heard her mumble, “Fuck it,” under her breath as she closed the distance between us.

She was in my arms, hugging me as tight as her tiny arms could muster. The way she pressed her body against mine made every part of me come to life, and I was half tempted to drop to my knees and start worshipping her body.

“Down, boy,” she said against my chest, and I knew she was talking about my dick. Because it was currently poking her right in her stomach.

“We could do something…” I paused. “Like christen the place.”

I pulled away and looked into her eyes, but she looked a little fearful.

“Oh hell, Bells. I’m just joking. I mean, I’m not joking, but I’m not trying to make you do something you don’t want to do.”

“I know you’re not.”

“Then, why do you look so nervous? Do I scare you or something?” I asked, wanting clarification.

“Why would you scare me?” she snapped a little too quickly.

“Then, what is it?” I asked before getting a bit cocky. “Maybe no one has ever fucked you properly. Is that the problem? Who have you been with since I left?” I asked the question before I could stop myself, and I held my breath as I waited for her to answer. The thought of other guys touching her made me a little crazy, if I was being honest. Jealousy was a new feeling for me,but here it was, raging in full force like the monster everyone claimed it to be.

Her hazel eyes narrowed, and if looks could kill, I’d be done for. “None of your damn business.”

“You’re right. It’s not. But I still want to know.”

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