Chapter 23

Samantha's POV:

I WAS caressing my still flat tummy. I can't believe that Dylan outsmart me again. He made me pregnant, but I won't tell him about it. To hell with his rights, I won't let him know about the kid.

“Samantha,”

I looked at Jacob. He's standing by the door frame holding a glass of milk. He smiled. “How do you feel?”

I shook my head. “I feel nothing.”

He heaved a sigh and entered my room. He handed me the glass of milk. “You should sleep after this milk.”

I sipped on the milk and stared at him. “Thank you.”

He smiled and caressed my cheeks. “Anything for the woman who owns my heart.”

I put the glass of milk on the bedside table and crashed my lips on his. He was in shock but he eventually started answering my wild and wet kisses. He pushed his tongue inside my mouth and played with my tongue. I groaned as I straddled his lap and hugged his nape.<