Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 74379 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 372(@200wpm)___ 298(@250wpm)___ 248(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74379 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 372(@200wpm)___ 298(@250wpm)___ 248(@300wpm)
I shook my head. “Nope.”
Dammit.
So much for ignoring the obvious elephant—elephants—in the room.
“Why not?”
He looked down at my clearly could be really fat—could be pregnant—belly and stared.
I knew that he wanted to touch it.
I knew it.
I don’t know how, but I could practically read the thoughts flashing through his brain.
“Just do it,” I growled.
His eyes came back up to me, and then he dropped his hand to place it almost reverently on my belly.
Everything inside of me tensed, including my asshole—which reminded me of the butt plug still in my ass.
With Reed standing this close, I seriously couldn’t think straight.
Shit.
Because now that I was reminded of what was in my backside, I realized that I wouldn’t mind having something else in my backside. Something else that was attached to Reed’s body, and was quite a bit larger than his fingers.
Oh, God.
Seriously.
I was this sex-crazed nympho pregnant woman who couldn’t stop thinking about doing dirty things!
What the hell was wrong with me?
“You mind?”
I looked at where he was holding the shirt, and at first, I thought he wanted the shirt back, but then he started to lift it. Effectively letting me know that he wanted to lift the shirt, not have it back completely.
I shrugged, trying to act nonchalant that this man—the same man that I loved with all of my heart, and probably shouldn’t—was about to touch me skin to skin without the excuse of being in a doctor’s office to do it.
I swallowed hard and watched as he lifted my shirt with one hand, and reached for my belly with the other.
According to my favorite friend, Google, I wouldn’t be showing much at this point if I were only pregnant with one baby. But since Reed obviously had super sperm like the rest of his kin, and had knocked me up with twins, I was exceptionally thick around the middle.
Really, what it looked like to me was that I ate a dozen donuts, every day, for the last six weeks.
As if I’d added about twenty pounds, and all of it was in my middle.
Reed seemed fascinated, though.
He was running his hand from one side of my belly to the other.
“Since you were so fit before you got pregnant, it might take a while for you to see it as an actual ‘baby bump’ as they call it.”
It was as if he’d stepped into my head, plucking the thoughts right out of my brain.
Though, we’d always been able to do that.
The other dryer made an annoying grinding ring-like sound, and I jumped, pulling away.
My heart was hammering, and my chest fucking hurt.
It always hurt, but when Reed was this close, I literally found it hard to breathe. The realization that Reed was here, but I couldn’t have him, shouldn’t still suck as bad as it did.
But it did.
I freakin’ missed him.
I missed everything about him.
The way he used to play soccer, and then give me sweaty hugs after. Or the way he used to hug me close before returning me to my parents’ doorstep every night.
Yeah, I could think of a thousand things that I missed about him, and all thousand of those things felt like a lead weight sitting directly on top of my chest.
Ignoring the way his face seemed to fall as I pulled away, turned around, bent over, and started getting these clothes out of the dryer, too.
This was my sheet set, comforter, and mattress pad.
They’d taken about twice as long to dry as the other two loads had, and I was thankful to find them dry instead of slightly damp as they were the last ten times I’d put quarters in the machine.
I was quickly running out of quarters, and I really didn’t want to have to break another twenty if I had a choice.
Unfortunately, in my haste to get away from Reed, I forgot one important thing.
I forgot all about the butt plug.
All. About. It.
His hands had a way of making me forget everything and anything. And when they were on me? Yeah, that was asking a price that I would never be able to pay.
At least until he touched my ass, his fingers probing between my cheeks.
“You do have something in your ass,” he growled into my ear.
Annnnd, that’s when I nearly slammed my head on the dryer in front of me in my surprise to have something touching my ass.
Someone.
Reed.
“Reed!” I moaned and turned, placing my butt against the dryer. “What the hell?”
His eyes weren’t on me, though. They were on my vagina…or more accurately where my ass had once been in his line of sight only moments before.
“You have something in your ass,” he whispered, his eyes coming up to meet mine.
They were on fire. Literally, his eyes were hot, and the full force of that stare was aimed at me.
And that’s when I knew that I would be getting to feel Reed tonight.