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The buzz travels through my system, igniting my nerves. We still have almost a week before she is due to see her doctor.

And get cleared… My dick goes iron-hard at the mischief dancing in her eyes.

“Don’t tease me.”

“Not teasing yet.”

“You tell the doctor I have a big dick and it’s pierced?”

“I didn’t use those words, but yes, I covered the basics.”

“And she cleared you?’

“Yes, I amhealed.”

My cock lurches in my pants. “You telling me this while I have my boy in my arms?”

“Planned on telling you later, but seeing as you got a tattoo, I can’t let you outdo me on this very special occasion.” My eyes go to the sway of her ass as she prances away.

And the countdown begins.

I kick back in my recliner and turn on the television as my phone rings, Ford’s name on the screen. These late-night and early-morning calls have become the norm. Our boys seem to be on the same feeding schedule.

But tonight, I’ve been anticipating this call.

“You’re a shithead.” His greeting is exactly what I was hoping for.

“It’s called romance. You should try it.”

“Fuck you and your grand gesture. I’m sick of hearing about your new tattoo.”

“Need I remind you that I didn’t get it for you? But knowing it secured me in the number-one husband slot is an added bonus.”

He grumbles under his breath.

“Just upped the ante on you amateurs.”

“You’re a dick.”

“Ahh, the sweet sound of jealousy.”

“How did this become my life? Listening to my wife gush about your dumb ass?”

“Take notes from the master.”

“Fuck that, I’m not adding to your ego. See you tomorrow.” He disconnects.

“You’re gloating.”

I turn to find Willow shuffling into the room. Pride and possessiveness surge through me. She’s dressed in my shirt fromearlier, her hair tangled, her lips still swollen, and my marks visible across her neckline.

Thoroughly fucked.

Absolutely stunning.

“Not gloating, basking in the glory of knowing Ford will spend the next few days obsessing over how to outshine myromantic gesture.”

Her squeak turns into a soft laugh and Beckett wiggles at the sound.

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