Page 217 of The Baby Bargain

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Fuck, I didn't know it was possible to be this sore.

I reach for a purple towel. It's new. I think. I mean, the last time I was here, all of Chase's towels were white cotton.

Now, they're purple.

He grabs the regal fabric. Wraps it around his waist.

My lip corners turn down reflexively. As much I can't take more—I really can't—I still want to seeallof him.

Don't get me wrong. He looks plenty good in his towel, water dripping off his short hair, down his broad shoulders, along his hard torso.

Mmm.

Ow. My body whines. It wants him. And it can't take any more stimulation.

"I have something for you." Chase motions to the bedroom. Holds up his handone minute.

I nodsure. Watch as he moves to the closet.

He pulls the door open. Grabs something. Turns back to me.

Oh, it's a robe. A purple robe.

He holds the shoulders open like it's a coat he's putting on a king. Or a princess, I guess.

I join him in the bedroom. Drop my towel on the floor. Let him help me into the robe.

I tie the sash. "Thank you."

"Comfortable?"

"Yeah." It really is. And it's important. He's buying things for me to keep at his place. He's inviting me into his life.

Does he want the same thing I do?

Does he want us to be a family? A real family?

God, I want it so badly it steals my oxygen. It sucks up every thought in my brain.

Then he brings his lips to mine and my thoughts disappear.

Mmm. Chase.

That's a flashing sign in my brain.

Chase, Chase, Chase.

I want him, yes, but it's so much more than that.

He holds me close. Kisses back with every bit of affection in the world.

Does that mean something? It must. But I don't want to ask at the moment. I just want to bask in the glow.

I'm pregnant.

It's fucking amazing.

I pull back with a sigh.

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