Page 33 of The Ranger
“It’s nine o’clock, grandpa.Why are you stalking my house?”she pouts.
“You’re pregnant with my baby.”And I haven’t seen you for three days now.
“Well, I’m not running away with it.I can’t even walk tonight.My feet are aching—”
My brows lift, and I’m out of the car before I can stop myself.
“What are you doing?”she squeaks.
“Open the door.”I walk up the steps.
“No.Go home, Cole.”
“I have a key.”
“That’s still breaking and entering.”
“Scarlett.”
“I have a gun,” she warns, and I snort when she adds, “I’ll use it.”
Scarlett opens the door anyway, and I take in her swollen belly sticking out of the ridiculous PJs and go hard.Some men are aroused by pregnant woman, and some aren’t.I’m the former.
Fucking her the other day was so damn incredible and all I’ve been able to think about.I want to be inside her every day.My cock has been aching.
Surely she enjoyed it...correction, I know she enjoyed it.Has she been craving more?
That’s why I’m here, if I’m being honest with myself.
I have to see her.
I need to taste her.
“Threaten me again with an imaginary weapon, which I could disarm in under three seconds by the way, and I’ll—”
I clear my throat when she juts out her hip and I see a flash of skin at her waist.It’s ridiculous as she’s half naked, but that little bit of soft skin is just screaming for my hand to slide under her top and cup her breasts.
“What?What will you do?”
The jutted hip was clearly a bad idea for a woman eight months pregnant.Scarlett wobbles, and her arms go flying.
I leap forward and catch her, my hands on her bare skin around her middle.
“I got you,” I rasp.
“You are always doing that,” she almost whispers.
“Saving you?”
“Touching me,”
“You didn’t complain a few days ago,” I say, my thumb brushing over her skin as her green eyes sparkle with need.
Between us, my cock is hard, fighting to get inside her.
“Tell me what you were going to say?What would you do if I threatened you with a gun?
I smirk.
