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A tear drops from her eye, down her cheek, and the bottom falls out of my moment. “Red?”

“Just take us back to the penthouse.”

I search for a place to pull over and grab a parking space at the little bookstore she likes and walk around to the passenger side. I open her door and kneel down, taking her hands in mine. “I’m sorry. Let me redo that.” I kiss the backs of her hands. “Scarlet Petrova. I love you. You are my life and my future. I’m a giant screw up in the relationship department, but I want to make you happy for the rest of our lives. Please make me the happiest man on the planet and be my wife.”

She scrubs her hand across her face to swipe the tears. “Really?”

I kiss her gently with the full emotion I feel for this woman and put my forehead against hers. “Yes. Really.”

She nods slowly. “I’ve changed my mind. I want lunch.”

I run around and get back into my seat. “Your wish, my command.” My mind runs through scenarios I can do to fix this cluster fuck of a proposal. Papa has been out-of-town way too much over the last four months. I’ve hesitated bringing Red around the estate for fear he’ll say something about her father that will bring about her anger and resentment about what I did.

I turn because I can sense her staring at me. “Thane?”

“Yes, Red?”

“Shouldn’t you be taking care of Cynric’s security?”

I open and close my mouth like a guppy and she smirks. “I want to be close to you.”

She turns to face me and leans against the seat. “I get that. But you should be doing your job. I’m sure you’ve got some bratva guy that can drive me back and forth to the penthouse.” She twists her hands in her lap. “Or I could drive myself.”

My head snaps to frown at her. “Uh. No. Would you feelcomfortable with Wystan driving you?”

“Wystan would be fine. I’m going to get busier as the semester progresses and the baby’s not due until mid-August.”

I don’t like it, but she’s right. Cynric’s security is my responsibility, his and Isabella’s.

Chapter 16

SCARLET

My body is warm and tingly. Thane is licking my pussy, and I’m seconds away from a phenomenal orgasm. It’s taken a while to get here. I still can’t be restrained, but Thane’s adapted. His thumb strokes my clit as he plunges a finger inside my warmth. The tingles spread throughout my body as I skyrocket into the fastest orgasm I remember having in a long time. Being thirty weeks pregnant, I’m already feeling like a heavy hippo. Thane works my body like a violin making the sweetest music.

Thane leans up and suckles my breast. “I can’t wait to watch my son nurse on these.”

“You’re such a perv.”

He pulls me on top of him as I slide his erection between my legs into my wet sex. “You like my pervy side.”

“Oh, I do. You’re a sexual prodigy the way you make me comeevery single time.”

“I live to please you.”

I laugh. “Get to work.”

“You’re the one on top. Be the boss.”

My heart fills with joy at the thought of Thane’s words and how far our relationship has come. I never imagined having a life with Thane that made me feel like his partner. In every way, outside of his business, we’re a team. He pushes inside me. I’m stretched to the limit by his massive erection, velvet covered steel.

Thane growls. “Move, damn it.”

With each back-and-forth movement, I am overcome with pleasure, feeling the stretch as he pushes up with his cock. “Oh…”

“My turn.” He gently rolls me to the side and pulls out.

I pout at the loss of his cock.

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