"Yes." He nodded and crossed his arms over his chest. "This isn't my conversation to have. You know that."
"Yeah, and I'm not going to come across this desk and beat your ass because of that one fact. It should have been your sister that said something."
"You assume it's yours?" He lifted his eyebrow.
"I know it's mine. I made love to her twice while I was there. There's no fucking way she went back to Nolan." I left out the part where I offered her the right to use my body for making the baby. He wouldn't understand that. Fuck, I barely understood it.
"Interesting." His expression tightened. "So, you fucked my little sister and left?"
"She forced me to leave, and I'm sure you know that shit too." My skin grew hot, and the need to explode rose sharply inside of me. "Where is she?"
"In Seattle, but she wants to raise this baby by herself."
"No. She doesn't." I turned and took a deep breath as I walked toward the door. "I don’t know what witchcraft bullshit she pulled on me, but I've fallen for her, Aiden." I glanced back at him. "I can't eat. I'm not sleeping. I haven't been with anyone since her. I have to see her. You owe me that much."
He stood stone still with a look of indecision on his face.
I locked gazes with him, unwilling to budge. I'd been his right hand for as long as I could remember. He was the only person outside of Jackson that I'd call family.
"Tell me where she is," I mumbled, my jaw locked tight.
"Alright. I'll text you the address. You have three days of leave to make this right. That's all I got for you." His arms slid down, and I could see the defeat on his face. "I don't know how she feels about you, Jacob. She won't talk to any of us about it."
"That's alright. I'll figure this out one way or the other." I walked out with a sense of purpose. I wanted her in my life, and if that baby was mine, I wanted to help raise it; beside her, or across the US from her.
Either way, resolution was soon to be mine.
24
Ansley
"Excellent job, Doctor Crawford." The older doctor who was attending my afternoon surgery at Seattle's finest hospital gave me a curt nod.
"Thank you, Doctor." I scrubbed out and walked down the hall, ready to get my things and enjoy the long weekend. My schedule was so much better in Seattle than it ever had been in Boston. Not being the head of Neurology meant that a huge burden came off my shoulders. Someone else could manage the other doctors and deal with the loads of admin bullshit.
And not having to deal with Nolan? Fucking bliss.
I typed up a quick report and gathered my things, tired and ready to get in a hot bath and bed. It was the first day of a new year. My year, and yet I couldn't help but live in the past. I missed being close to my sister, and a short drive from Aiden.
Even more than that, I missed the idea of running into Parks. I'd considered going to St. Marks in New York pretty strongly before jetting off to the west coast. Putting us in the same department in the same hospital meant that I would see him all the time.
I wanted that so bad it hurt.
A sad smile haunting the side of my mouth. He had probably moved on and had ten women rotating in and out of his bed by then.
I walked out into the chilly January afternoon and pulled my coat tightly around me. My breath caught in my chest as I stopped a few feet from my car.
The most handsome man I'd ever seen stood beside my door; his body relaxed as he eyed me. Jacob Parker.
"Parks," I whispered and glanced around as if he were a naughty secret I wanted to keep to myself.
He laughed and walked toward me. "Hi, beautiful." He glanced around and turned his attention back to me. "You had to run all the way to Seattle? I'm a little flattered. Most women just change their numbers. One even dyed her hair to throw me off."
I laughed, unable to help myself. My fingers itched to reach for him. Had it really been two months? What the fuck was I thinking?
Oh shit. The baby.
"I moved for lots of reasons, you cocky bastard."
"Was I one of them?" He reached out and tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear.
"Nope." I gripped his hand and held onto it as he dropped it by his side.
"You're a horrible liar."
"That's true." I stepped closer, not sure what I was doing, but I was going with it. The first bit of desire and warmth filled every inch of my body, and I couldn't let it go. Not yet. "What are you doing here?"
"I came to get some fresh fish for dinner." He shrugged and smiled. "I figured I'd see what you were up to seeing that you just up and disappeared."
"You went back to New York and didn't bother to look back once."
"Oh, I looked back, Ans. Every day. I've lived in the past for over two months."
I reached out and touched the side of his face, the soft hair of his beard tickling my fingers. So many emotions moved between us that it became increasingly hard to breathe.
"I'm sorry about your dad. Aiden told me." I took the last step between us. "And about the incident at Boston General. I shouldn't have gotten in your way."
"I should have listened to you." He ran his hand down the side of my hair, sliding his fingers in and tightening them. "I hate how bad I want you."
"I hate it too." I smiled and lifted up, pressing my lips to his. It was wrong and so far off the beaten path, but it felt so fucking right.
He growled and wrapped his strong arms around me, leaning into the kiss and consuming me in a way I'd always wanted a man to. I opened my mouth and teased his tongue with mine, inviting him in as my body grew wet and achy.
The kiss was enough to leave my knees weak, and I was beyond grateful for the tight hold he had on me. I pulled back and realized that I was headed for another fight with him though. I hadn't told him about the baby. He was going to be furious.
"What?" He brushed his nose against mine. "I don't like that look on your face. You're holding something back."
"I'm pregnant." I gripped his shirt tightly, afraid he would jerk back and explode like Nolan always did.
"I know." He kissed me again. "I'm coming over and cooking you dinner. We can talk about all of it."
"You know?" Surprise raced through me. "And you're not mad?"
"I'm a little hurt, but I understand your reasons. I told you that I'd help you make a baby if that's what you wanted." He smiled. "Obviously it worked well."
"I'm sorry. I should have called." I slid my hands down his strong chest as memories of us making love flooded my mind. "I want to talk with you about it."
"Good." He chuckled. "You don't have much of a choice at this point."
"True." I pulled out my keys. "Follow me to my place?"
"I'll be right behind you, Ans." He stood there for another minute, his mesmerizing green eyes studying me. I felt beautiful, bare, exposed. It was exhilarating. Had he really come up to Seattle to see me? Did he care more than I'd given him credit for?
"Okay," I responded and got into my car. He closed the door and walked across the lot. I reached up and pulled the rear view mirror down to watch him. His ass looked so fucking good in his jeans. I wanted to touch every inch of him, to use my body to make amends. The passion between us had the power to heal whatever we'd done to each other in our fear.
"No more," I whispered roughly as tears welled in my eyes. I pulled out of the parking lot as they began to fall. It felt like I was getting a second chance. Another try at something beautiful.
I hadn't realized how much I wanted a second chance until I had one. I drove home, laughing and crying like the hot mess I was. Some part of me wanted to clear up my face and put on a show for him, but it seemed like the time for facades was over. He wasn't angry at me over the baby, and he was here, right here, for me.
After parking the car, I turned it off and glanced over at him to find him parked beside me and watching me from his car.
I smiled and laughed before getting out. He did too.
"What are you doin
g to me?" I asked and closed my door.
"Hoping to make you fall in love with me?" He walked to the front of the car and extended his hand to me. "I haven't been the same since meeting you. I think you put a spell on me."
I laughed and took his hand, feeling like I was truly coming home for the first time ever. "And if I did?"
"I like it. Do it again." He kissed the top of my head and walked us to the house. "How far along are you?"
"Ten weeks." I moved up to open the door and groaned as his strong hands slid over my hips and cupped my stomach over my jacket. He leaned down and kissed the back of my neck.
"And without a doubt - it's mine?"
Chill bumps broke out all over my skin and desire raged in me like a fire. "Yes. It's yours. I've not been with anyone else." So much for my plan to lie again. I couldn't force myself too. Everything was shifting inside of me.
"Good." He licked up the side of my neck. "I want you, Ans."
"I need you." I walked in and turned to face him as he worked on my jacket. We kissed roughly and tore at each other's clothes until I had my hands pressed to the tight skin of his chest. "Why did we fuck this up between us?"
"Cause we're idiots." He ran his hands over my hips and slipped his hands into my panties, pulling them down, and he knelt in front of me. I stood bare but felt adored, beautiful.
"I don't want to push you away anymore." I slid my fingers into his hair as my voice broke.
He glanced up and brushed his lips over the swell of my stomach. "Good. I'm not going to let you go no matter what tricks you pull, witch."
I laughed and let out a soft yelp as he wrapped his arms around my thighs and picked me up. "Parks. Put me down."
"It's Jacob." He set me on the couch and pushed with his shoulder against my thigh, forcing me to lay back fully. "Only for you though."
"I love it." I reached for him, but he nestled himself between my legs and licked his lips.
"Good. You know how many times I've eaten this pussy in my dreams?" He brushed the back of his fingers over my mound and ran the rough pad of his thumb through my lips, dipping it into my body.
"No," I whimpered and arched my back. "I've wanted you every day since I had you last."
"It's been too long, Ans. No more." He moved down and forced my legs wider before licking his way through my folds, parting me open and working my body as only he could. "Come for me. Come a few times. I want to drink you, baby."
I cried out at his naughty request as my first orgasm burst through me. I gripped the couch and let go of every worry I had, every doubt. For the night I would just be his, and he would be mine. Something told me that maybe this time it would go so much farther than a night, but I wasn't willing to move out of the moment.
I wanted the fullness of the experience with him.
"Jacob," I cried out and rolled my hips, riding high on the top of the orgasm as I shook beneath the strength of his hands.
"That's it, beautiful. Let it go for me." He watched me as he flicked his tongue over my clit. The naughty smile on the side of his mouth had me edging toward madness. How in the world a man as sexy as him would want someone like me was a mystery?
"Stay with me tonight?" I slid my hand into his hair again and pulled. "Please?"
"I'm not going anywhere, Ans." He kissed my stomach softly as he moved up my body and pressed his chest to mine. "The baby is okay with me laying on you like this?"
I chuckled. "You're a doctor. You know it's too small to feel anything just yet."
"I'm a neurologist. The third best in the world." He ran his strong hands up my sides and cupped my breasts, squeezing softly. "You're so beautiful, baby. You've been the center of every fantasy I've had since the moment we met."
"Same." I pulled him down for a long kiss as he pressed the thick head of his cock into my heat. We shared a moan as he forced himself in inch by inch.
"Goddamn, woman." He lifted up and pulled out before gripping himself and rubbing his head over my clit roughly. "You're tight. You haven't been masturbating."
Embarrassment burned my chest. "That's none of your business."
"Yeah." He glanced up as he dipped his cock back into me. "It's every bit of my business. I wanna see you fuck yourself soon."
"Jacob." I swatted at him as he chuckled darkly.
"What? I'm serious." He pressed in deeper and smiled. "You like that? Such a big dick, Ans. You take it like a whore would."
I moaned as my eyes fluttered closed. I was the most proper person in the world, and we all knew it. Being a whore sounded like an insult to some, but to be his whore? I wanted it. Wanted it badly.
"You know a lot of whores?" I pulled him against me and wrapped my legs around his narrow hips as he fucked me with long, deep thrusts.
"No. I don't know any women anymore." He licked up the side of my mouth before kissing me with a passion that scored my insides. If he wanted my heart, it was his for the taking.
I was defenseless against him, and we both knew it.
I’d been begging God for a second chance in my life.
This was it. This was my moment.
25
Parks
I moved back a little, so I could see her spread out below me. Every part of me lit up with white-hot fire for her. A dominance that had always been part of my persona roared to life, screaming that she was mine. She belonged to me. There wasn't anything I wouldn't do for the goddess beneath me, including offering her a ring.
"Like that, Ans? Hold on tight, angel. I'm going to pound the fuck outta that g-spot inside of you. Relax and enjoy this, hm?" I rolled my hips, beating my cock head against the soft swell inside her pussy. I shifted my angle to rub myself against the sweet bundle of nerves at the top of her mound.
She cried out, and her eyes went wide as she dug her nails into my arms and averted her eyes to where our bodies met. "It feels so good. Don't stop."
"You couldn't force me to." I pulled the long length of my cock out of her and pressed back in forcefully. Her big tits bounced, and her stomach tightened as she screamed her release. Warm come squirted from her body, coating my dick and running down my balls to my thighs.
It was almost too much. I'd never been so into making a girl come. Where it was my specialty, I wanted to take it up a notch, to make her a mindless mess during sex.
"Again," I commanded and ran my hand up to squeeze the side of her sensual neck. I pressed my thumb under her chin and pressed up a little, forcing her to look me in the eyes as I went to work on that g-spot again. "You have no idea of all the things I'm going to do to you, do you, kitten."
"No," she whimpered and rolled her eyes as her eyelashes fluttered.
"Then I'll leave it a surprise for now." I leaned down and kissed her, dominating her mouth as I brought her over the edge again. The sound of her moaning my name in my ear as she writhed under me was almost too much. "Turn over for me."
I moved off of her onto my knees just beside the couch and helped her onto her knees. She leaned over the couch, leaving just enough room for her swollen stomach to not be affected.
"Be careful with me." She rested her cheek on the couch and reached back, locking her hands around my thighs as I gripped my dick and led it back into her sloppy wetness. I leaned over the top of her and pressed my mouth to the top of her back.
One hand on the couch and the other cupped around her stomach, I worked her in long strokes, massaging her pussy as I moved. My balls were so tight they hurt like mother fuckers, and yet I wasn't willing to give in just yet.
"Harder," she whispered and pushed up a little, forcing me back.
"Anything you want." I moved my hand from her stomach to hold her just under her breasts, my hand wrapped around one.
With my free hand, I cupped her throat again and pulled back, forcing her head up and tilting it toward me so I could kiss and lick at her soft lips as I fucked her hard and fast from behind. The soft jiggle of her ass against my stomach had my dick swelling bigger, my org
asm rising faster.
"I'm going to come if you keep feeling so good." I kissed her again before running my nose down the side of her neck.
"I want you to come. Over and over for me tonight."
Her voice was filled with the same commanding tone she used on me in the OR. I closed my eyes and wrapped my arms around her, sitting back on my heels and pulling her back with me as to not lose contact. "Fuck me, Ansley."
"Finally." She let out a long sigh of relief and gripped the edge of the couch to pull herself up.
I held on tightly, lost in the delicious scent of her skin, the warmth of her body as she fucked herself so good on my dick. She came again before I joined her, the sounds and smells too much for me to handle any longer.
"Fuck," I yelled and tightened my hold on her. I used my grip on her to pull her back down, impaling her on my cock as she bounced up and down, working me, milking me, draining me of all I had to give her.
We were panting by the time she relaxed in my arms.
"Damn, baby." I kissed the side of her neck as my cock pumped come inside of her in strong waves over and over. "You're too much for me. You know that?"
"No way. Not the great Doctor Feelgood."
I snorted. "Yeah, well, if you'll have me, this guy is ready to hang up his hat and settle down."
"Really?" Her voice held more surprise than I thought it would. Did she really believe she was the only one completely bent over by our relationship working a little and then not? It was almost comical.
I ran my hand down to her stomach. "Let me help with this little guy, Ans? I have no family left in the world. I'll back off and let you have the majority of his time if you don't want to see where this thing between us can go, but don't close me out again, okay?"
She pulled off of me and turned, climbing into my lap and straddling me. The position was insanely intimate, even more than our sex. "I should have told you."
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