Page 69 of Accidentally Yours

“Guess who came into the shop today,” she said, as we folded all the sleepers.

“Who?”

“My ex-boss from the firm.”

“Did you kick him out?” I smirked.

“No. I hugged him and thanked him. He bought a breakup box for his son, who’s breaking up with his girlfriend after eight years together. He told his son not to tell her what it is and just leave it on the table after he breaks up with her.”

“That’s just wrong,” I said.

“Right? But hopefully it helps her. Gee, that will be a tough one after eight years.”

“Your box will help her.” I winked. “We’d better get ready. Matt and James will be here soon.” I extended my hand and helped her up.

“Oh shit,” she said.

“What’s wrong?”

“I think I just peed myself a little.”

I couldn’t help but laugh.

“It’s not funny, mister. Your daughter is on my bladder like nobody’s business. I don’t think I’m going to make it another month.”

“You’ll be okay, sweetheart. Let’s go get you changed.” I kissed the side of her head.

ChapterThirty

TWO WEEKS LATER

Willa

I hung the last of Daisy’s clothes in the closet and stared at the room now cleaned, organized, and completely perfect—a room fit for a beautiful little princess.

Stepping out of the room, I entered the kitchen where Damien was leaning against the counter, sipping his coffee and looking as sexy as ever. Last night was a sex-fest, and I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I couldn’t get enough of him and even woke him up at three a.m. to go another round.

He placed his hand on his cock and adjusted himself.

“You okay down there?” I smiled.

“Just a little sore from last night. You were a wild animal.” A smirk crossed his lips.

“Hormones, baby. Hormones.” I grinned. “Besides, I hope you enjoyed it and got your fill because soon, we won’t be able to have sex for a while.”

“Not physical anyway, while you’re healing. But your mouth and hands will still do the trick.” He tipped the cup to his lips.

I narrowed my eyes at him as I made a cup of tea.

“What?” He chuckled.

“You’re a sex-craved lunatic. I hope you know that.”

“Only for you, sweetheart. Only for you. I have to get going. I’ll see you tonight.” He kissed my lips. “And I will talk to you later, little one.” His lips pressed against my belly. “I love you girls so much.”

“We love you, too.” I smiled. “Oh, wait. Vince just texted me. He’s downstairs. I’ll walk down with you.” I grabbed my purse and felt a strong agonizing pain in my belly. “Oh.” I stopped for a moment, resting my hand on my overly large bump.

“What’s wrong? Are you okay?” Damien asked.

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