Page 29 of First Comes Orc, Second Comes Baby
“Good. Isn't the entire premise of that agency that Orcs and Humans are seeking to pair? To build a family together?”
Had he and Caro been talking behind her back? Charlotte nodded again.
“Finally; you matched with me, aware of that premise. That my goal was to marry and have a child as soon as possible.”
Charlotte didn't bother nodding. She crossed her arms and increased the wattage of her glare.
“Then you let me fuck you, Charlotte. Without a condom. All night long.”
The breath wheezed out of Charlotte’s chest.
Brahnt smiled, mocking and. . .yup. . .slow. “Now you're pregnant with my child. Charlotte, don't tell me you didn't accept the inevitable conclusion from the very beginning.”
The Orc watched her for another long moment, then lowered his finger. “Good. Now. Go pack.”
After entering her bedroom, Charlotte connected a Bluetooth to her smartphone and called Caro—while she packed.
“Brahnt is here,” she hissed. “He's making me move in with him.”
There was a pause on the other end of the line. “Making you? Do you want to move in with him?”
Shit. Charlotte knewthattone of voice. She hurried to do damage control. “I mean, I don'tnotwant to move in with him. I didn't expect—”
Her twin’s tone eased from borderline psychotic into sardonic. “You didn't expect the Orc baby daddy to. . .go Orc? After you told him you were pregnant? I mean, come on. I’ve written this scene at least fifteen times. Even you have the beats memorized.”
“You don't have to make me sound too stupid to live.” She sat on the edge of her bed.
“You're not an idiot. But maybe the hormones are messing with your brain cells a little.”
“Dude. You're so goddamn rude sometimes.”
“I believe in tough love. I've got three thousand words left to dictate before I can have pizza and sushi. Text me when you're settled in. Bye, babe.”
“It's like you don't even care,” she muttered at her smartphone. “Also, didn’t we already talk about food rewards?”
“Is everything okay?” Brahnt said, appearing in the doorway.
Charlotte shot up, and immediately regretted it as all the blood rushed to her head and she staggered a step, flailing to grip something.
A second later, she was gripping a handful of shirt that covered a muscular chest, and Brahnt’s arm was around her, holding her steady.
“Wait it out,” the Orc murmured. “I’ve got you.”
After another several seconds, Charlotte blinked, and straightened. “Sorry. The nausea and dizziness are a doozy.”
Brahnt’s arm tightened, then he released Charlotte. “And you think I’m going to leave you living alone here? You could trip and hit your head on something.”
“Considering there's not a lot of furniture in my place, if I tripped I'd be hitting my head on air.”
Brahnt’s gaze hardened.
Charlotte sighed. “Let me just get my bag.”
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Brahnt looked around.“Did you pack everything?”
“No, I've got it. There's not much I need.”
