Page 19 of The Ranger
My back will hate me, but it’s only temporary.Things are getting tense.I’m getting nervous.
Whether she’ll admit it or not, I see the anxiety in Scarlett’s eyes every time I leave.
“I’m pregnant, not dying of cancer, for crying out loud.Go, or I’ll call the cops.”
She says that every time, too.
I walk around the room.“I’ll put some cameras in so I can check on you.”
“Jesus, you need to go before I commit a crime and then have our child in prison.”
Over my dead...
I grin.“Great, then I will have full custody.”
Shit.
That was the wrong thing to say.If you’ve never seen a woman rage while crying, trust me, you don’t want to.Scarlett’s face turns beet red, and her eyes fill as she flies towards me.“You motherfuck—”
I catch her arms, her belly bumping into my solid frame.
“Stop.Scar, calm down.I didn’t mean it; I’m sorry,” I say, taking every single hit her fists connect with.
“How dare you?This child is mine.You are not taking it away from me.”
Damn hormones.
I need to stop reacting.
Or speaking.
And breathing.
“You aren’t giving birth in prison, so don’t blame me for your smack talk.”I grip her wrists over her head and hold them as we both pant.More softly, I say, “Calm down.”
Those wild eyes send a vibration right to my cock, and it hardens.
“Don’t,” she whispers, but the fire in her voice is gone.
My cock swells bigger, and the need to kiss her steals all my willpower from me.I want to strip her naked, finally see her pregnant body so I can honor every inch of it.
My thumb brushes over her bottom lip as my gaze follows it, then I look back up at her gray eyes.
“Don’t,” Scarlett says, and her voice wobbles.
“We both need this,” I reply roughly, threading my fingers through her hair and gripping her hard.The way I know she likes it.
She moans, her eyes closing.
“Let me fuck your pussy,” I rasp.
“Cole—”
“Get on your knees, and I’ll slide inside you from behind.”My voice is like a razor.
Another little moan.
I slide my hand down her thigh, still holding her wrists, and gather the fabric of her dress.It takes five more seconds to get my fingers under her panties.Panties that are bigger than the last time I was between her legs.A thought that I keep to myself.
