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He scowls, but in a teasing way. “It’s not impulsive when I just want to provide for you and the baby.”

I reach over, grabbing his hand. “You are, Ryker. The food, the new job, it’s more than enough.”

“You’ll think about it? I know my parents would love to have me closer to them.”

My eyebrows raise. “You’re serious about the house?”

He nods. “I didn’t think I’d be having kids so soon, but since I can afford it, then yeah. I want a house and a yard, maybe think about getting a dog.”

A laugh bursts out of me. “Archibald would bully the hell out of a dog.”

He smiles. “Probably, but I think he’d also love the hell out of the baby. I saw him curled up on your belly the other day.”

Rolling my eyes, I take a bite of my food and moan. “God, it’s perfect. I could probably eat the whole plate.”

Ryker grins wider, and I point my fork at him. “That was an exaggeration. I’m pretty sure if I ate the whole plate, it would make me sick.”

He waves me off. “I’d still prefer you to eat as much as you can.”

I ignore his mother henning and finish the rest of my breakfast, listening as he explains an upcoming work project and how he’ll need my help organizing some of the files. I’ve only been working with him and his brother for a couple of weeks, and I’m really enjoying it.

Ryker stands, grabbing my empty plate and carrying it to the sink before turning around to stare at me.

I frown at his hesitant expression. “What?”

He scratches the back of his neck. “Want to take a shower together?”

I giggle and hold out my hand for him to grab. “Yeah, yeah I do.”

Ryker blows out a breath of relief, and I step into his arms when he gets close. His eyebrows raise as he stares down at me. Ipoke his chest and drag my nail down his stomach, then cup his growing cock over his pants.

“I also really,really, need to pee.”

He groans, lifting me by my waist as I wrap around him, and carries me to the bathroom. I’ll never understand it, but seeing him so turned on by the act turns me on.

Chapter 9

Ryker

“God, this is so good,”Stassie moans, stabbing her fork into the bowl of pasta and shoving another bite in her mouth.

I adjust my hard dick in my pants. I don’t know if it’s a pregnancy thing or what, but the noises she makes while eating the food I make her is turning me on beyond belief.

“Well, there’s plenty more if you want it.”

Stassie rolls her eyes and I bite back the laugh. I know she hates how much I push her to eat, but with reactions like this, I’m not stopping anytime soon. And as much as she mumbles and grumbles about my consistent hovering, I think she likes it more than she lets on.

My phone rings and I glance down at Mary’s caller ID with dread as Stassie’s face falls.

I debate answering it, but Stassie pushes it toward me.

“Hey.”

Mary sighs. “Hey. I don’t have much time, and sorry we keep missing each other at night, but I wanted to call and check in.”

Stassie pushes her food around her plate, and I lean back in my chair.

“No worries. I know you’ve been busy,” I say, leaving off thelike always.This is nothing new. Mary and I could go days without speaking or seeing each other. It never really bothered me until recently, but now it’s Stassie’s presence that I can’t seem to get enough of.

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