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“I couldneverbe mad. Every child is proof of our love. Johnson might be a little upset that he has another sibling on the way, but you know how he is.”

My mate chuckled. “Oh yeah. He swears he doesn't have enough big brother energy to go around. I think it's more that he doesn't like to divide his attention. He can't track everyone all at once.”

I shook my head, then stacked all the notebooks and pushed them off the edge of the bed.

“He's a good kid. It's not his choice whether or not we have more children though. I'm pretty sure fate decides that.”

Clynt ran his hands up my chest. “Fate and your knot, Alpha.”

I growled as I grabbed his wrist to stop his movement.

“Are you needy, mate? Do you want my knot?”

His nails dug into my chest. “Always!”

With his agreement, I surged forward.

We made love that night. And then I pressed soft kisses to his stomach.

The next day, we announced he was pregnant again and all the children groaned good-naturedly. None of them were upset. Their wide smiles and big hugs proved so.

But then Johnson pulled me aside and rubbed the back of his neck.

“Hey, Dad. Maybe you should cool it on the babies, you know, since I'm getting to the age where I can have my own kids. It would be kind of awkward if your grandkids were the same age as their uncles and aunts, you know.”

A laugh ripped from my chest. I pulled him into a hug and clapped his back.

“I hear you, son. No need to tell me twice. This was a bit of a surprise for me too. Are you trying to tell me you're going to give me grandkids sometime soon?”

He shook his head. “Nah, I'm waiting on my mate, just like you did. I think it turned out well for you, huh?”

My eyes moved over to my mate as I smiled at how perfect he was surrounded by our family. “It worked out perfectly.”

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Allie W. Scott learned what MPreg was in the midst of the year-that-shall-not-be-named. As an avid reader, she flew through all she could find, then began dreaming up stories of her own. Each AWS tale brings humor, steam, and a guaranteed HEA.

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BLURB

As the Executive Assistant for Gideon Carrington, Rowan always follows the rules. He’s efficient, dedicated and hardworking but one night changes everything.

Being a single parent isn’t a life Rowan would have chosen for himself, but that’s better than letting his boss think he’s a gold-digger who’s trapping him for his money.

But Rowan isn’t the only one keeping secrets, and if Gideon wants to be a part of his life, he’s going to have to convince his stubborn EA that one night will never be enough.

PROLOGUE

Three months ago

Fisting the bedsheets, I moan, the noise almost pained and dragged out of me. It wasn’t enough. I needed more.

My face was wet with tears, and I could feel how sticky and slick my body was with sweat and cum. The room smelled peppery and deep, with hints of jasmine. Our scents combined, making my head rush. I shouldn’t have drunk the whiskey; it was making everything feel hazy around the edges. I wanted this dream to be real.

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