Page 20 of Becoming His

She nods and then taps the pen to her lips. “You know, maybe I should think about turning this whole shin-dig into a matchmaking service. I mean, my girls are dropping like flies attracted to the biggest cocks around.”

I snort, clapping my hand over my mouth as it escapes.

Emery stands, pointing at my face. “Fucking finally. I knew you secretly liked me. Okay, that’s it. I’m done for the day. I gotta take my wins before I gamble it away.”

She grabs the contract from my hands and folds it, tucking it away in her back pocket. When I expect her to turn to the door, she pauses.

“Do you want this baby?”

I nod. “Yes.”

“So, are you mad he knocked you up in the first place? Or that he did it without asking? You have to figure out which one hurts more and why. Then decide if you can forgive it.”

Emery swallows, and then looks at me seriously. “I fought tooth and nail to not love my husband. But he still dragged me down the aisle. While he did nothing to the extent of what Aiden did, we all deal with our trauma differently. Any other man would have left my ass ages ago. And I’m sure I test his patience daily. But I can’t imagine my life without him. Can you imagine yours without Aiden?”

“I…”

She shrugs. “Think about it. And maybe think about the fact that we live crazy fucking lives. Some circumstances may not be normal to others, but we gotta roll with the punches, baby. We were built differently.”

She gives a two-finger salute and turns to the front door, leaving me in silence.

I spend the next few hours opening and organizing the gifts that Aiden had sent as I think over what she said. Honestly, as the days go on, the more my anger fades. The more I think about what’s coming with the baby, the more I think about Aiden as a father.

With a sigh, I grab my phone and text him to come over. I throw it to the side before I can read his response and sit back down onto the carpeted floor of my guest bedroom. I’ve already imagined decorating the nursery in the room next to the primary suite in his penthouse. It’s the perfect distance for some space for us, but close enough to reach her quickly. I rub my stomach. I have a weird inkling that I’m carrying his daughter.

I hear the click of my front door opening, and I suck in a deep breath, moving to my feet as he reaches the doorway of the room. He’s as handsome as ever, standing there in his black tailored suit and onyx eyes roaming over every inch of me. I cross my arms and glare at him.

“I don’t forgive you yet.”

Aiden nods, observing me.

I lick my lips. “But… I miss you. And I need to see a doctor, and I don’t want to go without you.”

Victory gleams in his eyes, and I resist the urge to snap at him. He steps forward, pausing when I don’t move back before stalking towards me. He cups my face and kisses me. I moan into his mouth and pull him to me.

“I’ve missed you too, my sweet Brina.”

Epilogue

Brina

Shakingmyhandsout,I exhale and lower to my knees. There’s nothing to be nervous about, I know Aiden will be gentle with me. But it doesn’t stop the twisting in my stomach as I wait for him to come through the door.

The cold floor bites into my joints as I kneel in the hallway. I’ll be the first thing he sees when he comes through the door.

“Brina?” He shrugs off his jacket, tossing the garment toward the closet to my right.

I raise my head and look up at him. He steps forward, cupping my jaw with softened eyes.

“Little one, what are you doing?”

Turning my face, I suck the thumb that had been resting on my cheek into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it. “I want to try something.”

Aiden freezes, watching my tongue continue its caress. “Explain.”

“I’m really horny, and the only thing I’ve thought about all day is your dick in my mouth.”

A wide grin breaks out across his face. “Are you saying your pregnancy craving is my cock?”

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