Page 42 of Mr. Kelly

“They were already broken up,” I add to warm the climate, but I keep forgetting that Teddy was a part of that life and his best friend is his best friend for a reason.

“Bethany"—he drags out her name to infer that he remembers her and can find out everything about her if necessary—“doesn't need an explanation. She needs to mind her damn business and do her fucking job.”

I shouldn't be turned on, but damn if he didn't flash his teeth like a wolf ready to attack…

“It's a boy,” she announces with a shaky voice.

Teddy's entire demeanor changes as his face lights up with delight. It doesn't stop the tech from walking backwards out of the room.

He leans over and kisses me like he didn't make that girl almost piss herself.

“A son!” he repeats with a happy laugh.

I should be worried since Theodore and Andrea will be my boy's first examples of manhood. At this rate, he'd be shaking down kids at his preschool. I choose to focus on the good things about them like how both of them are fiercely loyal.

“I always wanted the first child to be a boy. It's old-fashioned, but I love the idea of him protecting his little sister,” I admit. I grab Teddy by the lapels of his blazer until we're almost nose tonose. A slight upward tick of his eyebrow is his only indication of being surprised. “Listen to me well, Mr. Kelly. If we have a daughter, you, this boy, and your little friend willNOTbully her crushes.”

Teddy flashes a wicked smile but pulls my hands off his outfit.

“Don't do that again.” He intones as he swipes the wrinkles out of his blazer. “It was kind of hot, but no. My little friend, huh? Tugging me almost got you spanked.” His eyes hotly roam my body. My insides heat when he grabs my naked thigh with his fingers pressing against the seat of my panties. “Knowing that you're already planning the next child almost got you fucked on this table.”

He presses my clit through the fabric, eliciting an aroused shiver from me.

“Trunk is out to play a little, I see. First, you scared the piss out of that girl and now…” My thought breaks in a whimper since his fingers have found their way underneath the fabric. “This.”

“No,Trunkwould have been balls deep inside of you. Already making you come on his dick, loving that you're making the other patients uncomfortable from screaming his name.” I moan and grind against his fingers. His aroused gaze watches me, eating up every sign of pleasure. I'll never get used to the way he sounds when turned on, the raspy quality of his voice highlighted by the breathless urgency of his delivery can be enough to get me there. “But it was never good to meet him.”

“Then why does he sound so fucking hot?” His wet fingers squeeze my clit, making me come as he steals my moans with his tongue.

“Maybe you like danger.”

This voice is no louder than a whisper, but the underlying growl as he removes his fingers just guarantees him a second child. The doctor knocks and enters while Teddy sucks on thefingers that were just inside of me. The unspoken sexual promise in his eyes makes her blush although he’s still looking at me.

“Sorry about the wait,” she stammers.

“Your tech is rude,” he tells her, shifting his steady gaze to her.

She nods apologetically. “That’s what detained me. I was talking to her about focusing on her job and not gossip columns.

He leans back and folds his arms as he gives her his full attention. “Good.”

Dr. Porter drops her eyes back to the chart. “The baby’s measurements are normal. No abnormalities present. He’s right on track.”

I breathe easier every time I hear those words. Teddy and I are pleased, but the doctor lingers like she never has as she looks at me, then Teddy. I know she has a question she doesn’t know how to ask.

“It’s cute when River does it, but it annoys me when everyone else does. Stop stalling and just ask.”

“I’m sorry, Mr. Kelly. It’s not my goal to upset you. Normally, I’d leave business to business, but I don’t know when else to ask.”

“Spit it out.”Ah, there’s the stern boss I’m used to seeing.

Dr. Porter wrings her hands, displaying a lack of confidence I’ve never seen in her. “Can you ask Mr. Tesio to allow my sister to call me? I just want to know that she’s okay.”

Teddy softens a little since she’s not trying to pry into our business. My lip pokes out because it hurts my feelings. I don’t know how I’d react if it were my sister who was taken by a mob boss because he decided they should be together.

“I assure you she’s fine. If he chose her, it—believe it or not—means he thinks highly of her. I’ll talk to him.”

She nods sadly. “Thank you.” She tries to perk up and focus on the appointment. “Do you two have any questions about the baby?”

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