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She squeezed me tight. “I love you too, Hesper.”

A laugh burst from my lips. “Did you seriously call me Hesper Prynne fromThe Scarlet Letter?”

Carlee pulled back to wink at me. “I mean, you are knocked up and have a symbolic scarlet letter here at Southeastern.”

“You know what? I think I’ll embrace that title.”

“How about we go celebrate your new life prospects with some Mexican?”

“As long as it's far away from campus,” I replied.

“Works for me.”

“And it’s my treat for you having my back,” I insisted.

“Girl, have you forgotten your job less? It’s on me.”

With a roll of my eyes, I protested, “I’m not broke, you know. I do have a nice side hustle with the Tudor books.”

She held her hand up. “Nope. Not happening.”

“If you insist.”

After threading her arm through mine, Carlee started leading me out of the library.

CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR: GRAYSON

It was another Saturday night at The Dive watching Bennett sing. Well, I should say we had been watching him. Now he was at the table with us, devouring hot wings and sucking down a cold one on his break.

As she reclined in the booth, Vivian ran her hand over her bump. Although she still had two months to go and the baby was measuring ahead, she really seemed to start showing lately.

Her evolving figure was a serious source of fascination for the guys and me. The gradual swelling of her breasts and widening of her hips was liquid sex. Then there was the subtle expansion of her stomach. It felt completely different than how it looked. I’m surprised she hadn’t told us to leave her alone, considering all the times we had our hands on her belly. The first time we’d felt him kick, we’d seriously lost our minds.

“I have something to ask you guys,” she said.

I wagged my brows. “If it’s anything remotely sexual, I’m down for it.”

“Oh really?” Vivian challenged.

“Absolutely.”

I’d just thrown back a swig of beer when she countered, “I was interested in pegging you.”

As I spewed the beer out of my mouth, Bennett and Theo cackled. “She’s got you there, Gray,” Theo replied.

He knew better than anyone that anal play was off-limits for me. After swiping the back of my hand across my face, I said, “That would be theonlything I would say no to.”

“What about a prostate massage?”

Snatching the last wing off the platter, I replied, “I suppose I should make myself more clear. As of this moment, anal play is a hard,hardlimit.”

She grinned. “Lucky for you, my question didn’t have anything to do with sex.”

Winking at her, I replied, “Pity.”

“I wanted us to go on a babymoon.”

Bennett furrowed his brows. “A what?”

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