Andrea’s eyes narrowed in irritation and she opened her mouth to retort, only to be silenced when Natalie grabbed her lips and pressed them shut.
“You’re lucky I showed up when I did, honey,” she warned threateningly. “I’m going to let you crawl out of here with whatever semblance of dignity you can scrape together”—her thumb jerked back toward me—“Him? He’d be calling the police.”
I grinned at her words. She knew me well.
Natalie released Andrea’s lips and stepped back. “Get out before I let him.”
Andrea pursed her mouth—I think—and glared at my girl. “Listen here, little bitch.”
I started to step forward, ready to protect her, but a small hand tugged on my sleeve. I glanced down and saw Eden shaking her head. “She’s got this,” she whispered. I nodded and returned my gaze to Natalie, willing to let her deal with it, for the moment.
“You could never be enough to satisfy a man like Jax Croix for long. He’ll come to me when he’s tired of using you as his latest little sex toy.”
Natalie threw me an apologetic frown, which confused me until she pulled back her arm and clipped Andrea in a pretty decent right hook.
The room exploded. Natalie started jumping around and shaking out her hand, Eden was laughing hysterically, and Andrea was screaming with her hands covering her mouth.
I snagged the back of Natalie’s shirt and pulled her to me, grabbing her hand and cradling it in mine. I placed a tender kiss along the reddened knuckles. “Are you all right?”
“What are you asking her for?” Andrea screeched like a hyena.
“Holy crap!”
Natalie and I both looked up when we heard Eden’s exclamation. She was staring intently at Andrea. I followed her gaze and . . . was she drooling?
“Andrea, um,” Eden said hesitantly. “I think your lips are leaking.”
“No way,” Natalie whispered in disbelief. I looked closer and sure enough, Andrea’s lip was busted and dribbling collagen. I clenched my jaw, tamping down my hilarity. We could laugh about it later, right then, I wanted her the fuck out of my building.
“Yup,” Eden continued cheerfully, “there’s the rest of your lip, over there on the floor.”
Andrea started screaming in earnest, causing Natalie to cringe and cover her ears. I was about to snap at Eden to get her sister out of there, but she was already moving.
“Let’s get you to a doctor, come on.” She gathered a pile of clothes from the floor and took Andrea’s arm, leading her to the exit. As she passed Natalie, she threw her arm out for a fist bump, then kept right on shuffling by.
After they were gone and we were alone, I took Natalie into my arms, prepared to tell her just how remarkable she was. But, she lurched suddenly, her hands flying to cover her mouth. For a split-second, I wondered if she was imitating Andrea, until she tore out of my embrace and raced to the bathroom. I swiftly followed, reaching her just in time to see her lean over the toilet and empty her stomach.
I held her hair back while she finished, then helped her stand to wash her mouth and hands. She batted me away grumpily. “Don’t touch me, you . . . you—giant sperm!” she snapped and pointed at my cock. “That thing better be shooting blanks for a good long while after I pop out this kid. This is the second time today. And yesterday, I even had to leave a meeting early to throw up!” She stomped past me muttering, “Morning sickness, my foot.”
I raised my hands in surrender and bit my lip to suppress my smile. “Are you okay?” I asked after a minute.
She flopped down into my plush desk chair and scowled at me. “No.”
My heart sank. Shit, the stuff with Andrea must have gotten to her more than I’d thought.
“After today, I really want to get drunk. But I can’t, all because you decided to go all caveman and knock up your woman.”
Okay, apparently this wasn’t about Andrea. I circled around the desk and kneeled in front of her, taking her hands and kissing each one. “You seem more upset about your morning sickness than you do about what just happened with Andrea.” I was quite genuinely confused.
“What?” she looked at me as though I was the one confusing her. “Of course I am! Andrea is an empty-headed Barbie, who clearly doesn’t know my Neanderthal fiancé at all or she wouldn’t have been deluded enough to think she could interest him,” she said dryly. “But, the pregnancy stuff is your fault! You, and your giant cock, and your ridiculous super sperm!” She yelled the last bit then looked at the door in alarm, blushing furiously.
“Betty is still at lunch, sweetheart.”
She visibly relaxed and then smiled at me slyly. “So . . . we’re all alone?” Her hands strayed to my suit jacket and she popped open the three buttons. “Didn’t you say something about naked wall-sex the other day?”
I had a feeling this swift change in mood was indicative of how the next 8 months were going to be. I couldn’t wait to experience every moment. And, the raging pregnancy hormones definitely had their advantages.
Wrapping her legs around my waist, I stood, holding her with my hands under her ass. I walked toward the wall on the opposite side of the room. “You know we’re going to have to burn that couch, right?” she quipped.
Smirking, I squeezed her cheeks and pressed her back against the wall, my cock firmly nestled in the apex of her thighs. “What couch? I believe the subject at hand was wall-fucking,” I growled before my mouth crashed down over hers.
Epilogue
Natalie
“The courthouse isn’t even open on weekends,” I grumbled. “Why are we stopping here?”
I was beyond irritated and just wanted to go home. I’d been looking forward to a quiet Sunday morning at home, but Jax had dragged me out of bed at the butt crack of dawn—without even giving me one little orgasm first—and taken me out for brunch. Then he’d insisted we go to the farmer’s market, where we’d wandered around without buying anything, except for an absolutely stunning bouquet of flowers that Jax had spotted. The arrangement was perfect for me since pink peonies were my favorite, and I’d been surprised to find them there since it wasn’t your usual run-of-the-mill bouquet.
“Judge Frazier is in his chambers this morning,” he explained as he led me towards the front doors. “He promised the building would be open.”
“This is highly unusual,” I mumbled, still not understanding why he needed to see the judge so urgently in the first place. At least, not until he prodded me through the doors and I found my mom, step-dad, Eden, and Isaac standing there with huge grins on their faces.
“What in the world?” I gasped as my mom swept me up in a hug.
“My little girl,” she sighed. “Getting married.”
“Married?” I repeated.
“He really didn’t tell you? Your Jax is so much like my Lawrence,” she laughed, sending a loving glance over her shoulder at my step-dad.
“C’mon!” Eden urged, grabbing my elbow and dragging my mom and me away from everyone else. She only stopped to snag a garment bag from her husband along the way.
“I’m getting married today?” I asked after she and my mom got me settled in a chair in Judge Frazier’s clerk’s office. My mom had yanked a huge cosmetic bag out of her purse, while Eden pulled a gorgeous white dress and my pink pair of stilettos out of the garment bag.
“Yup, your crazy-ass fiancé made all the arrangements, with a little bit of help from your mom and me,” Eden confirmed.
“Why am I not surprised?” I groaned, thinking about the way he’d skipped over the proposal part and shoved his ring on my finger while he’d had me naked in bed less than two months ago. “I should have expected he’d do something like this, but the courthouse?”
“He said it was the perfect place because you’re both here for work so often. From today on, this building will have a whole new meaning to you.” My mom practically swooned as she explained his reasoning, making it clear how much she approved of the idea. Judging from the googly eyes Eden wa
s making, she wasn’t alone either. It was a good thing it made me melt just as much. For such a bossy man, Jax could be such a romantic sometimes.
The next hour was a whir of activity as my mom and Eden got me ready. Hair, makeup, flowers, the perfect dress—Jax really had thought of everything. I couldn’t even imagine how many strings he’d had to pull to even get us into the courthouse when it was closed, but as I walked into the law library, with its arched ceiling and the smell of books surrounding us, I was incredibly grateful that he’d done it. With my voice quivering, both of our hands over my belly, and my family and our friends surrounding us, I pledged myself to the man I loved.
Books By This Author
Risqué Contracts Series
Penalty Clause
Contingency Plan
Fraternization Rule
Standalones
My Father’s Best Friend
The One I Want for Christmas
Yeah, Baby Series
Baby, You’re Mine
Baby Steps
Baby, Don’t Go
Dance With Me, Baby
I’m Yours, Baby
Brief Me, Baby
Mafia Ties: Nic & Anna
Deception
Danger
Devotion
Mafia Ties: Brandon & Carly
Pursuit
Power
Passion
Sex & Vows
Until Death Do We Part
For You, I Will
About the Author
Hello! My name is Fiona Davenport and I’m a smutoholic. I’ve been reading raunchy romance novels since... well, forever and a day ago it seems. And now I get to write sexy stories and share them with others who are like me and enjoy their books on the steamier side. Fiona Davenport is my super-secret alias, which is kind of awesome since I’ve always wanted one.
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