'I guess I should get used to sharing drawer space.'“What time will you be done with your agent?”I dragged my gaze away from his lovely butt and looked at him. “I won’t be long in there. Why?”“Because we need to talk to my sister.”“Why? What’s the rush?”He grabbed my hands and pulled me up. I’m not going to like this. He has that don’t-you-fucking-dare-argue glint in his eyes.“Ivan. Spit it out.”“Put your hackles down, bitch,” he murmured. “She needs to know she’s moving into your place and you’re moving into mine.”Apparently, drawer space wqsn’t all I should be getting used to.“Excuse me?”“You’re pregnant. My baby. You’re living with me.”“Correct, correct

I wrapped my fingers around his shaft, the smooth skin stretched over his hardness hot to my touch. I stroked him slowly, drawing each movement out… Wishing I could get away with moving and lowering my mouth to him as well.“Shit.”I moved my hand faster. “If you can’t take it, don’t give it.”He tilted my head back so I was looking dead in his eyes. “I can take it, and you know I can more than give it.”“Ever been denied an orgasm, honey?”He stilled once again—or tried to. His hips still moved against my hand, fucking my fist. “Never.”I smiled to myself and kissed my way along his neck. His movements became jerkier, his breathing more erratic and broken. He groaned my name into my shoulder, a heavy plea.I released his cock and pulled his boxers back up. “First time

He leaned over me again and sucked lightly on my pulse point. It was thrumming, pounding, pulsating beneath the gentle caress of his tongue. My body was alive and waiting, anticipating, ready.He wrapped his arms around me and lifted me to standing. “Time to get wet,” he whispered, pushing me toward the bathroom.I ache as he led me into the room and then the shower. My breath catch when he turned the water on full force and stepped out of his boxer briefs.His erection pinged free, standing upright and resting against his stomach. I swallowed at the sight of it. God—it was long and hard and I knew exactly how that fucking tastes.My tongue darted across my bottom lip, and I knew he caught it because he wrapped his hand around himself. He walked back into the shower, his fist stroking his cock and his eyes on me.“Come here.”I walked i

I smiled, even if it was kind of weak. “It’s great to meet you, too. I’m sorry about disappearing just then.”Ivan’s dad stood and embraced me the same way his wife just did. “Don’t apologize to the woman who had twins. I considered moving the bathroom into the bedroom several times during that pregnancy.”Now that I can believe. Already.“Anyway, congratulations!” He kissed my cheek. “What a wonderful surprise.” He clapper Ivan on the shoulder and pulled him in for a hug.“How are you feeling, love? We can reschedule if you’d like,” his mom asked, resting a hand on my arm.“No, no! You don’t have to do that. I feel fine—mostly.”“It started this morning,” Ivan explained, sliding a hand down my back soothingly. “We’re going to the

I poked my stomach lightly. “You’re already making my life hard. I know you’re only a few weeks into this growing thing, but go easy on me, yeah?”“Are you talking to your stomach?” Aaron was grinning when I looked up.“More specifically the person inside, but yes, I suppose.”“Ivan called me this morning. Congratulations, Brenda.” He hugged me and kissed my cheek.“Thanks. I’m still getting used to the idea.”“Talking to your stomach will probably help with that.” He smirked.“You might technically be my boss, but you’re also my best friend’s fiancé, and if you keep that up, I’ll have a few hormone induced words for you, sir.” I flounced over to the bar and separated the résumés .“I don’t doubt it,” h