LOGIN“So did you tell your friends last night? That we’re trying?”
Katie looked over at Adam Pierce, and smiled. He was standing in the kitchen with a steaming cup of decaffeinated coffee, his blue eyes bright in his handsome face. He was dying to be a Daddy, she knew, and she was dying to see this hulking ex-boxer cradling their tiny child in his tattooed arms.
“Not yet, babe,” she said.
His face fell. “How come?”
“Honestly? Because it wasn’t the right time. Reena’s worried about the trial, and Maggie’s upset about being around Joe again, and I think that Mia would be hurt by it.”
Adam walked over and handed her the coffee. “Mia hurt? Why? Has she said something?”
Katie sighed. “No, not in so many words. But… well. She and Nick have been together longer than any of the rest of us – but they’re the only ones who don’t live together. I know when I moved in here with you, she was happy for us, but she also kind of hoped that she and Nick might finally have the ‘living together’ talk. She brought it up with him a couple of weeks ago, but he said he wasn’t ready for that.”
“He did?” This was surprising information. Nick Spencer was Adam’s business partner and best friend, and he knew for a fact that Nick wanted a future with Mia. He wanted it badly, in fact.
“Yeah.” Katie shrugged, equally perplexed. “And if she heard that we were trying to have a baby, she’d be upset. I know she really wants to be a Mom, but she’s scared to even mention the word ‘baby’ to Nick. I mean, if he can’t handle the thought of living with her, how’s he going to react to that level of commitment?”
Adam shook his head. “I really don’t get this. I mean, the guy adores Mia. He worships the ground she walks on. Why won’t he take the next steps?”
“No idea.” She sipped her coffee, trying to not miss the caffeine too much. “Anyway, that’s why I didn’t bring it up. Too much going on in my friends’ lives right now.”
“Aw, but I want to tell people we’re trying.” Adam’s face lit up again. “I’m so ready to see you pregnant and I want a baby with you. Like, now.”
She smiled at him. “I have never met a man so ready to be up all night taking care of a squalling infant, I swear.”
“I’m nuts, I totally get that, but I’ve wanted to be a Dad forever.” He looked at Katie. “And I want to marry you, you know.”
“And I’ll say yes to that, as soon as you ask me formally.”
“I’m still working on it.” He looked mysterious. “I want the proposal to be special.”
“Oh, Adam.” Katie touched his face. “It will be, just because it’s you asking. I don’t need a fancy proposal or an expensive ring. You get that, right?”
“Yes. I do.”
She laughed. “Isn’t that my line?”
Adam took her in his arms, loving her long, slim curves against his muscle and bulk. “It is indeed, sweetheart. And mine too… eventually.”
They’d just had two helpings of dessert after a slightly overdone dinner. Maggie was pulled up tight against Joe’s side, her curls tumbling warm and lovely over his shoulder. He was stroking her back, his fingertips soothing and gentle.“So can I take you to lunch tomorrow?” Joe said. “And by ‘take you to lunch’, I mean ‘do you want to taste-test some menu ideas?’ I’m finalizing the menu this week.”“I wish.” Maggie kissed him. “But I talked to Mia just before you and your Dad showed up at the studio. Turns out a surgical spot cleared on short notice, and so Nick’s surgery just got moved up to tomorrow. I’ll be with Mia in the waiting room for most of the day.”“Oh, God.” Joe stared at her. “How are she and Nick doing?”“Terrible.”“Shit.” Joe shook his head. “Do you want me there with you?”“No, honey. It’s OK. I know you need to work on the menu.”“Yeah, but… I want to be there for you guys more.”“Really?”He sighed in mock exasperation. “Why do you doubt me?”“I don’t.” She smiled
Joe grabbed her hips, pulling her back, opening her to him completely. She froze, aching for him to enter her. She was surprised when he gently took her chin in his fingers and turned her to face him. His kiss was tender, so tender that tears came to her eyes. When he pulled away and saw her tears, he smiled at her.“I love you, Maggie.”“Oh, Joe.” Her heart stopped, started again at double-time. “I love you too.”Joe leaned forward now, his one hand on top of hers on the wall, his fingers entangled with hers. He rubbed his cock against her wet, swollen folds and she groaned, wanting him so much it almost hurt. Her forehead was resting on his muscled forearm, and she shut her eyes, barely breathing.Please, Joe. Please.When he took her in one hard, thick thrust, it was everything she’d been fantasizing about, and it was better than she remembered. Her whole body welcomed him inside, and he felt it: she was drenched, so hot and tight, and her pussy muscles clamped down on him within s
Unable to help herself, she did. His finger moved out, back in, his pace slow and steady. Soon, it was joined by a second one, and she ground herself against them. It was all so familiar – his scent, his body, his hands – but it was also new, with a level of honesty, trust, and intimacy that they’d never had between them before. Now that she was his and he was hers, it was better. It was perfect.Maggie’s orgasm grew fast, faster than she’d ever experienced before. She abandoned herself to it now, one leg wrapping around his strong thigh without her even noticing it was happening. She dug her nails into his shoulders, leaving crescents in his skin, and she didn’t notice that, either. All she knew was the pleasure that he was giving her, and when his thumb rubbed her clit, her cry echoed around the bathroom.“Joe,” she said, not even recognizing her own voice. “Joe…”“You close, baby?” he said, his fingers going deeper now. “You going to come for me?”“God…” Her voice was a keening whi
Maggie sighed in happiness as she entered Joe’s house. It was warm and familiar, and it always smelled delicious – like he’d just finished cooking an amazing meal there. Which, if she thought about it, he usually had done. He heard her soft exhalation, saw the tension start to move out of her shoulders, and he pulled her into his arms for a hug.“You OK?” he asked softly. “Like, really OK?”“I am.” She leaned into his body, feeling both aroused and relaxed. “I miss her so much, but I’m – happy, mostly. With work. With the girls' friendship." She paused, a bit shy and hesitant. "With you.”“Good to hear, all of it.” He kissed her forehead, her freckled nose, then gave her a teasing little grin. “Especially the last part. Now, go get cleaned up. You’re a mess.”“Yeah, I know.” She glanced down at her clothes and hands. “What I do is so messy, huh?”“But you’re gorgeous, sweetness. Just fucking breathtaking.”Their eyes met, and the air between them almost crackled. “OK, so.” Maggie for
A little over three weeks later, Joe and his father Amos stopped by Maggie’s studio to check on the second apsara. She welcomed them in, smiled at Amos. He and Joe’s mother Claudia had been at Rita’s funeral, and she knew she’d spoken to them briefly at the wake afterwards. But she’d been so fuzzy and shocked, she barely remembered their conversation now.Amos gave her a hug. “How you doing, girl?”“Good. Better.”His blue eyes – eyes so much like his son’s – took her in. “Really?”“Yes.”Joe kissed her now, just a quick one on the cheek, but his lips burned her, scorched her with their heat. God, she wanted to make love to him; it was becoming an almost irrational need at this point. She dreamt about it at night, she daydreamed about it on the bus. Her desire for Joe was becoming all-consuming, and his resolve to take it slow was starting to make her crazy.“You OK, baby?” he murmured in her ear. That husky whisper had her wet and aching between her legs, and the bastard knew it. His
Nick stared at Mia, his face gray. He’d known it was going to be bad, but he hadn’t expected this.“When?” he asked, his voice guttural. “I’d leave in a month.” Mia’s beautiful gold eyes gazed at him calmly. “Grant sent me the plane ticket this morning, so it’s mine for the taking. If I choose to go.”Fighting down the insane urge to locate the ticket somewhere in her apartment and rip it to shreds, Nick got to his feet. He limped around her warm and welcoming living room, running his fingers through his dark hair.“I can’t believe you did all this without talking to me about it!” he burst out. “I mean… four months in Thailand? And not a hint that you were thinking about leaving me?” Even as he said the words, he knew how hypocritical they were, in light of what he’d been keeping from her.Her eyes flashed now. “Are you fucking for real? You’re actually accusing me of not trying to talk to you?”That stopped him. Mia almost never swore.“For weeks, Nick – weeks – you’ve been showing







