Page 84 of Baby Maker

Shit. “I do. But then I’m done for the day. Wait in my office?”

That smile. I will never tire of that sexy smirk. “Can I do dirty things to you after hours?”

My dick springs to attention at her words. “How dirty are we talking?”

Her mouth hovers against mine. “Filthy.”

The elevator opens, and Patty stands just outside the doors, her collagen-injected lips pursed into a pout. “Dr. Russo, there you are. I was just coming to look for you. We didn’t know where you’d gone.” Her eyes narrow as she takes in Calli’s fingers, firmly intertwined with my own. “Aren’t you one of his patients?”

Calli stretches to her full height, which is adorable, if not remotely intimidating. “No, I’m Keegan’s future wife. My name is Calliope. A pleasure to meet you.”

“Your patient is waiting, Dr. Russo,” Patty exclaims with a huff, turning on her heel and stalking off.

Turning to my future wife, I bite back a smirk. “Are you staking a claim?”

“Damn straight. I see how she looks at you. I know she wants you. Too bad. You’re mine.”

Any other woman? I’d be running for the hills with that string of possessive comments. But with Calliope, they’re the most welcome words I’ve ever heard. “Calli, I’ve been yours since that day in my office.”

“Now you tell me. I bought a ring and everything.”

I can’t hold back the grin. “I thought that was my job.”

“You want to win the girl, you buy her a ring. You want to win the guy, you buy him one.” She leans in, pressing that luscious mouth to mine. “Which way is your office? Go tend to your business and then come tend to me.”

Now that got my attention, and my lady damn well knows it as she sashays down the hall, blowing me a kiss over her shoulder. My receptionist, Patty, is shooting daggers in her direction, but she’d better get used to the idea of Calliope.

She’s not going anywhere.

* * *

I loosenmy tie as I step into my office. Finally, I’m done for the day. Without fail, an appointment that should have taken twenty minutes lasted more than double that time.

But my patient is happy, and now, I’m about to be very happy.

“I hope you’re ready because I’ve been waiting—” My words grind to a halt as I catch sight of Calliope, asleep on the couch, her legs tucked under her.

Chuckling, I kneel beside her, pressing a kiss to her lips. “What a gyp. Here I was, all cocked and loaded.”

A slow smile spreads across her mouth, her eyes still closed. But her hand loops around my neck, preventing any distance. “Where do you think you’re going?”

Before she can protest, I hoist her slight frame into my arms, pulling her tight against me. “Let’s go home.”

Those bright eyes pop open, studying me. “Home?”

“Granted, home is currently a hotel suite. But we can work on that. Effective immediately.”

Calli reaches up, her delicate fingers tracing along my jaw. “You’re wrong. Home is wherever you are. I realized that when I let you go. I won’t make that mistake again.”

Perhaps it’s her words or the fire burning in her gray depths, but that hotel suite is much too far away. I can’t wait.

Settling her on my mahogany desk, I push her legs apart, my hands running along her thighs. Grasping the edge of her lacy underwear, I rip it from her body, earning a huff of shock.

“Those were expensive.”

As if I care. I’ll buy her a hundred more, just for the chance to rip every one from her body. “Now they’re on the floor. I told you that’s my favorite spot for all your lacy lingerie.”

A heated look crosses her features, her hand twining around my tie, bringing my mouth to hers. “I like this game.”

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