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I didn’t have an answer for that, so instead, I lied, hoping it would be true. “I’m sure he will. Just give it time.”

“You’re right.” She sounded like she was convincing herself. “Okay, enough about me,” she said, breaking the awkward silence that had fallen. “How’re things with you and Jet? We haven’t dished in a while. What’s the latest orgasm count?”

I barked a laugh. “Oh, my God.”

“What? I wanna hear. Spill the tea, sis.” She adjusted her pillow to prop her head, and I couldn’t help but smile, loving this moment we were sharing. Knowing how different things were going to be in a few short months. I shoved back the pang of sadness and forced my smile back in place. “Jet and I are good. The orgasm count is still at two, unless you want to count foreplay, then I’ll say four. Nothing like your six.”

“Eight.”

Fuck. Seriously, is Tucker a machine?

“Okay, eight. But really, it’s great. We’re trying more and more positions. There’s this one where he lifts one of my legs over his shoulders…” My toes curled just thinking about it. “I swear it makes me come so fast. Everything hits just the right spot.”

“Mmm…I know what you mean. That’s me when Tucker pulls my hips into his lap. That big O hits in like ten to twenty seconds sometimes.”

My eyes widened.Jeez.“Are things still just as good now that y’all know you’re pregnant? And showing?”

“Yeah, why wouldn’t they be?”

“I, uh…” My brow furrowed, frustrated that it was even something I had to bring up.

“Annie?”

“Yeah. Sorry, uh, it’s been a little awkward for me lately, honestly. Ever since the pregnancy thing came out, that’s exactly what Jet’s started doing.”

“Huh? He came out?”

I laughed. “Oh, God, no. Not like that. I meant hepullsout, and I hate it. I miss the connection of him finishinginme. It feels so much less intimate now.”

There was a quiet minute before Izzy said, “I’m sorry. I feel like that’s kind of my fault.”

“Don’t. I wasn’t trying to play the blame game.”

She exhaled a long sigh. “I know. I stillfeelit, though. Y’all wouldn’t be having this problem if I hadn’t gotten knocked up. Have y’all talked much about it? Does he know it bothers you?”

I nodded. “Yeah, but I’m not going to force him to finish in me if he’s not comfortable. He waited so long for me to be ready; I don’t feel like it’s right for me to pressure him.”

“Okay, I can see that, but what if youdidsomething to helpmakehim more comfortable? I was on the pill, too. Granted, it’s my own fault for not realizing the new one needed time towork, but what if you switched to something that was evenmoreeffective? Something that would help y’allnotworry.”

I raised my brow. It wasn’t a bad idea.

“I’ve been looking into IUD’s. For after the baby comes… I mean, I donotwant another one anytime soon, and the IUD is supposed to be really effective. There are others, too, of course, but it’s something to consider.”

I nodded, now dying to look it up. “Thanks, sis,” I said into the dark, reaching out for my phone on the nightstand.

“Anytime.”

Only a matter of minutes passed before I heard the deep rhythmic patterns of Izzy’s breathing, telling me she was asleep, but my eyes burned into the night, reading up on everything I could.

Chapter 24

TUCKER

I was dead asleep when a shift in the air lulled me from my dream. The mattress dipped, and for a moment, cool air found its way under the covers before a soft hand pressed against my chest. I felt a small body tuck against my side moments later, and a head rested on top of my arm at my shoulder. Candy and honeysuckle swirled in the air, and I smiled, tucking my head into Izzy’s dark, silky hair, letting her scent wrap around me as I shifted to pull her close.

“What are you doing here?” I mumbled, my voice still like gravel, and my brow furrowed. “How did you get in?”

“I snuck in with the key your dad keeps in that fake rock. I just needed you.” She sighed, snuggling closer.

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