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“That’s exactly right,” I chimed in.

To start our time together, Theo had taken me to the Martha’s Vineyard History Center. “I thought you might like it since the town was established by a Tudor heir.”

I hadn’t had the heart to argue in my nerdom that Charles was a Stuart, not a Tudor. Instead, I slid my arm into his and dragged him to every exhibit. After we’d finished at the history center, he took me to eat at the cafe. Then I’d been handed off to do the cooking lesson with Grayson.

“I enjoyed every moment of our dates. We should plan on doing them every other month at least.”

When the guys nodded enthusiastically, I grinned. “You guys are the best.”

“We know,” Theo replied with a smirk.

As Grayson rose out of his chair, he reached for my plate. When I jerked it back, he cocked his brows at me. “Sorry. I thought you were done.”

“The baby needs more,” I replied, with a wink.

“I’m on it.”

As he started over to the table, Theo suggested, “When you’re done, how about a moonlight walk on the beach?”

“That sounds so romantic,” I mused.

“It is until you’re finding sand in every crack and crevice on your body,” Grayson remarked.

As I snorted into my mocktail, Theo replied, “Just a walk. No funny business.” A knowing look passed between him and Theo that piqued my interest.

With a yawn, I said, “Unless you guys plan on carrying me, I’m too tired for a walk on the beach.”

“Did we wear you out today?” Grayson asked as he handed me another heaping plate of fish and veggies.

“And last night.”

“Would you settle for watching a romantic movie in the den?” Bennett suggested.

“Would you throw in a foot rub and some ice cream?” I asked.

He grinned. “Of course.”

“I am seriously the luckiest woman on earth.”

CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN: GRAYSON

Two months later

With my headburied between Vivian’s legs, I worked my tongue over her clit. While she moaned with pleasure, it was muffled by the fact Bennett’s cock was down her throat. He flexed his hips, slowly fucking her mouth.

“That’s it. Swallow his cock like a good girl,” Theo instructed from the laptop. He’d left two days ago bound for Charleston. Although we would’ve loved to join him as he officially became a member of the Swarm, Vivian was too far along to fly. Instead, we’d gotten videos and pictures of him. I couldn’t have been happier or prouder for him.

When one thing had led to another between the three of us this morning, we’d FaceTimed him to be a part of our sexcapade. Thankfully, he’d been packing up to head home, so he happily joined in.

As I thrust two fingers inside Vivian’s drenched walls, I continued lapping at her pussy. Arching her back, she pinched her nipples between her fingers. Reaching between my legs, I started sliding my hand up my cock.

At Vivian’s guttural groan, I jerked my head up. I’d know her sex sounds anywhere, and that wasn’t a sex groan. At the same time, Bennett pulled his cock out of her mouth.

“What’s wrong?” Theo demanded over the laptop.

Vivian’s hand came to her swollen belly. “I had a pain.”

“What kind of pain?” I asked.

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