Page 35 of Serendipity

I had strollers and bouncy chairs, a bassinet, a change table, so many tiny little onesies that there was a literal small mountain of them.

“I thought you were going to keep it light?” Solomon teased and I groaned. What the hell was I going to do with all this stuff?

I sagged onto the bed beside him, and when he wrapped his arm around my shoulders, I relaxed into his side. “I was. But they are so damn persuasive, and they made everything sound like it was 100% necessary or the baby would grow up to be a hooker giving handjobs in a back alley for crack.”

Solomon laughed, the sound rumbling through his chest. “It’s not that bad. You heard them, anything you don’t want you can just donate.”

I needed a nap. I looked up into Solomon's pretty blue eyes. I was pretty sure if I asked, he’d lie down with me. Maybe I could convince him to spoon me. Maybe I could convince him to do more than spoon me.

Cain had joined me in bed every night since the first time, though he never let it go further than giving me mind blowing oral sex every night, no matter how much I begged. I wasn’t sure what he was waiting for, or if it was the whole pregnant belly that was giving him the heebie-jeebies. I frowned. I wouldn’t want to fuck me either. I was about as sexy as a sea cow right now.

“Hey, what's wrong? You aren’t really worried about this right? If you don’t want to worry about putting everything away, I can send up a couple of the Prospects to do it for you? They pretend to

bitch and moan, but I heard them wondering if the baby was going to be a boy or girl. I think they are excited about a baby in the Clubhouse. Very unscary of them. Might have to beat them a bit more so they aren’t such fucking pussies.”

I smiled, and I shook my head. “No, it’s fine. I’m almost excited to put this stuff away. I think I’m nesting or some shit.”

He ran his fingers through my hair and I all but purred. It felt so good. “Then what’s wrong?”

My cheeks flushed, and I regretted not agreeing to the freakin’ Prospects putting all this shit away.

“It’s nothing.” He raised a brow, and I sighed. He wasn’t going to drop it. Solomon was perceptive and stubborn as hell. “Fine. But you asked. Cain won’t have sex with me, and I’m pretty sure its because I look like a beluga whale.” I indicated my belly.

Solomon blinked at me. “Uhh…”

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I stood up, and walked to the pile of onesies, and angry folded them. I folded each one twice and banged them down on top of the small table in the room.

I heard his soft steps behind me, and I kept my shoulders tense. “Dippy, that’s not it at all.” He gently spun me so I was forced to look up into the empathetic look on his face. “I’m almost positive that Cain has the biggest case of blue balls, because pregnant or not, you are hot as fuck.”

I snorted a laugh. “Eloquent.”

Solomon gave a frustrated huff, then he leaned forward and kissed me. And holy shit, he could kiss. If Judas wanted to possess and Cain wanted to devour, then Solomon’s kiss was pure pleasure.

His lips pulled and sucked at mine as his tongue made love to mine like it was a different part of my body.

When he pulled back, he was grinning and I felt dizzy. “Uh…” I mumbled. “Again?”

“Now who’s eloquent, hmm?” Solomon whispered against my lips. He kissed me again, his hands roaming up and down my spine, one reaching down to palm my ass. He groaned low in his throat, and I finally pulled away.

Cain. I’d started something with Cain. This wasn’t right. “I can’t,” I gasped out while I had enough working brain cells remaining. “Cain and I…” I trailed off, because Cain and I hadn’t actually said anything about where this was going. Basically I cried and he’d made me feel better, then done it again the next night, and the night after and I couldn’t tell if he wanted it or just thought he was doing me a favor. Ugh. Men were fucking hard. Now I remembered why I’d been alone for the last two thousand years.

Solomon refused to let me go, and I remained pressed against his body because it was nice. The firm plane of his chest, his broad shoulders, the way his hands spanned the width off my back. “Don’t worry about Cain, Dippy. We’ve done this before.”

I pulled away so I could see his face properly. “Done what exactly?”

“Shared a woman.”

I felt my brows almost hit my hairline. “You’ve had threesomes?” Not going to lie, I wasn’t opposed to the idea right now.

“No, I mean yes, we’ve had threesomes but that's not what I meant. I mean we’ve had a relationship with one woman. Actually, not just me and Cain. Judas as well, he was her husband. And Goliath.”

“Goliath?” I couldn’t keep the disbelief from my voice. I just assumed that he hated women in general, but maybe it was just me.

Sadness clouded Sol’s eyes, but in the next second it was gone. “It was a long time ago, and a long story.”

I stepped back. “I’ve got ti-”

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