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“Good enough,” I manage before unleashing two weeks of pent-up need and desire on the woman that has me completely out of my mind for her.
“Oh my gosh, Jude, don’t stop.”
Nails digging into my forearms, Arden shatters, her pussy clenching so hard she takes me right over the edge with her, a stream of curses filling the space between us as we ride out our release.
“Fuck.”
“So good,” she hums sleepily. “I needed that.”
“Sex?”
“Someone other than this baby to rearrange my organs.”
“The only one with that privilege is me.” It’s almost a growl as she smirks, and too late do I realize she’s trying to rile me up.
“Yes, well, when you’re done being a caveman, maybe you can extend that privilege to bringing the pizza so we can eat it naked in bed.”
“And they blame men for not being romantic.”
“You did good, Country Rhodes. Orgasms and carbs—total win.”
Sounds like more than a win to me.
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JUDE
3 WEEKS LATER
thought that the hardest part of finding out I’m going to be a father would be the initial shock, but I was wrong.
So wrong.
Things between Arden and me felt like they were finally back on track while she was in Chicago, but the moment she stepped foot in Blackstone Falls, all those doubts and feelings of inadequacy came back in a rush.
And nothing I did seemed to make any difference. Gone was the flirty woman who let me cook for her and dressed my dog up in pajamas, and in her place was a woman who’s so hot and cold I can hardly keep up.
I’m exhausted.
And more than a little pissed—but not at her.
ARDEN: Are you still picking me up for the scan today?
JUDE: I’ll be there at two thirty
JUDE: I had to order a pink shirt online—I couldn’t find anything that fit around here
ARDEN: You did not
JUDE: I think I look good in pink
JUDE: I might need some more of these
ARDEN: Well let’s just wait till the appointment before you go full girl dad on me
JUDE: You got it, Tennessee
Pocketing my phone,I step out of my truck and walk the short distance between the driveway and the front porch, the door opening before I’ve even had a chance to knock.
