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So much for being quiet.

Fuck it, she felt so good I didn’t care what they heard.

Our breathing came in short pants as my cock swelled inside her. She pumped her hips faster up and down, as I arched up to meet her, thrust for thrust. Until we were cascading over the edge, and I was emptying my release into her. Her legs trembled, walls milking me with the last couple of thrusts.

“I should sneak back into my room before they notice,” she whispered against my chest.

“Just a couple more minutes like this,” I told her.

Our parents had yet to notice our bed hopping.

It had almost become an exciting game of when and not if they would. Over a month had passed since I had completely blown my life to bits. Only to have it reshuffled and structured in a new and exciting way. Mairi was already showing, so I was developing this instinctual need to be more protective of her.

We still hadn’t told our parents that I was the father of our babies. The main reason being that her mom was hell bent on her giving them up for adoption. She had yet to wrap her head around the fact that Mairi was an adult and could make her own decisions, even if she deemed them to be a mistake.

Even though we had only just reconnected, there was no way I could imagine leaving them here when I went back to school. So, without Mairi or my father being involved, I had been searching for somewhere for us to live. With both of our parents being so adamant that we were siblings now, I had a feeling that our relationship and pending parenthood wouldn’t be accepted.

Deep down, I knew Mairi felt the same way, which is why neither of us had broached the subject of telling our parents yet. I thought it would be beneficial to ease them into everything. Start with the relationship first, then drop the bomb on them.

Either way, there was going to be a lot of emotions being thrown around. Especially if Alana didn’t lay off of the adoption talk. It was getting extremely difficult for me to keep my cool about the situation. After all, I was just supposed to be the brother. I wasn’t supposed to have any skin in the game.

I would be damned if she forced Mairi to sign over rights to our children.

I would pack everyone up and leave early for school.

It was one reason I had signed an early lease for the flat I found.

CHAPTER 17

Mairi

The next morning, a conversation from the kitchen made me pause at the top of the stairs. Orange juice could wait. Like a total creeper, I remained in my perch so I could listen to them. I leaned against the wall at the end of the hallway and got as close as I could without making my presence known.

“Liam, I wanted to wait until the girls were gone, but I think we need to lay some ground rules for both of you.”

“What do you mean?”

“You had a girl in your room last night.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Don’t play dumb with me. I heard her calling out your name. That’s what woke me up.”

Liam groaned.

“Exactly,” James added. “You’re lucky it wasn’t Alana that heard you. What would she think? You’re bringing home women and having sex with them while her daughter is in the room across from yours.”

“I doubt Mairi would care.”

“It’s not whether or not she would care. She’s an impressionable young lady. I don’t want you to give her the wrong idea.”

“And what wrong idea would that be?”

“That it’s acceptable to have overnight guests in this house.”

“You have overnight guests.”

“That’s different. I’m married to Alana.”

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