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“You’re disgusting.”

“I warned Holly, but she wants me anyway.”

“She’s just as crazy as you are.”

“And that’s why I love her. Now get your mind right and come home soon. This place gives me the creeps. I don’t want to have to spend too many hours visiting you here.”

“I’ll try.”

That’s good enough for now, so I leave to hunt down a nurse. I find a cute one and sweet-talk her into giving Matrix a sponge bath. Maybe having a hot nurse scrub him down willsnap him out of whatever funk he’s in. I know he needs more help than that, but we’re at the level of baby steps, and the first one involves getting the fuck out of the hospital. Which is exactly what I want to do right now. This is the last place I want to be when I have my sweet, sexy, exceptionally horny old lady waiting for me at home. I hope she’s in bed when I get there, because if she isn’t, she will be.

I grin as I leave the hospital and hop on my bike. The closer I get to home, the harder I get. I can’t wait to pound Holly into the bed. Gently and respectfully, of course. After all, she is having our baby.

Chapter 27: Holly

I’ve been saving this sexy, blue lace romper since our big shopping trip to Billings. Now that I’m pregnant, I’d better wear it all before I get too big to fit into anything. So far, my belly’s only slightly rounded, but I can’t wait for it to poke out. Somehow, seeing my body change is making it feel more real. I’m so excited to be having a baby. Nitro’s afraid he won’t be a good father, but he will. Once he calms down, he’ll realize that a good man can’t help but be a great father.

He should be back from the hospital soon. After exchanging a few texts earlier, he promised he’d be home before dinner. While I’m waiting for him to get back, I’m clicking through the houses Nina’s real estate agent sent. She wanted me to describe what I’m looking for, but that’s impossible since I don’t know. It’s one of those situations where I’ll know it when I see it. Part of the issue is that I’m not sure how many rooms we’ll need. I want at least three kids, but I don’t know if Nitro feels the same way. I need to ask him.

I’m studying the layout of a two-story house in town. The photos alone sell me on it. The first-floor windows go from floor to ceiling, letting so much natural light in that I couldn’t ever imagine feeling depressed there. It has breathtaking mountain views even though it’s within five minutes of the nearestelementary school. That’s very important to me, so I add it to the list I’m making for the agent.

After clicking the heart icon, I open the next property. A soft knock on the door interrupts me.

“It’s me, kitten. Are you dressed?”

I lean over the bed and put the laptop on the floor. After quickly adjusting my lingerie to make sure everything’s in the right spot, I strike a seductive, relaxed pose on the bed.

“Come in,” I call.

When Nitro sees me sprawled out, waiting for him, his eyes darken with desire. “I would have been home a whole lot sooner if I’d known you were wearing that. Next time send me pics.”

“They wouldn’t do this outfit justice.” I lower my gaze seductively. “Besides, you can’t feel fabric through a pic.”

He boots the door closed and slips his cut off. His eyes never leave my body. I hope he never stops looking at me the way he is right now. When we’re eighty years old and wrinkly, I suspect we’ll still want to tear each other’s clothes off.

“Want some help?” I ask coyly.

“Nope. Nope. I got this.” He unzips his jeans and tries to yank them off, forgetting he didn’t unbutton them first. “Dammit.”

“Are you sure about that?”

“Woman!” He manages to get them off, nearly tripping over them in the process.

“I should help.”

“If that means getting down on your knees to do it, sure. You’ll already be in the right position.” His salacious grin gets me so hot I’m down on my knees in a heartbeat. “Now you’re right where I want you.”

“Is this the only place you want me?”

“Hell no.”

“Good.” I reach for the top of his boxers and drag them down. “You’re not nearly naked enough yet.”

“Neither are you.” He starts to grab the scalloped straps on my romper, but I swat his hands away. “No way, babe. You’re not ripping another one of my sexy outfits.”

“I already told you; I’ll buy you more.”

“You’re a beast.”

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