Wyatt POV“I have to go,” I let out, forgetting I was speaking to France. I end the call as I watch Blake’s head bob up and down while she sucks my cock. I close my eyes and lean my head back, enjoying the feeling of her tongue licking my length.“Fuck,” I let out through greeted teeth as she bites lightly my tip and my eyes roll back in pleasure and pain. I wrap my fingers in her hair, forcing her head down while she gags. Her eyes meet mine and I can see the tears forming in them as she struggles to breathe. Her cheeks turning pink and I watch as she tries to pull away, but I keep her in place as I move my hips, fucking her mouth.I pull away and Blake gasps loudly for air, falling back on the floor, and I watch as she clears the tears from her eyes. “Don’t start something you can’t finish, darling,” I say, offering her my hand. Her eyes lock on mine and fear flash in them for a split second and then I see the fire that burns inside of her. She takes my hand and gets back on her kne

Blake POVAfter convincing Wyatt to have a shower and go to bed, I feel like the shittiest person in the world. But I know I need to find out if he is the same person as the man I have been trying to take down since I was a child. I need to know if he is the person who destroyed my childhood. That destroyed my life.I spend the night awake watching as he sleeps. His eyes move from time to time and his breathing becomes heavier and I know he is dreaming. I watch as he rests his hand on his naked stomach, his head moving from one side to the other until he ends up sleeping on his stomach. The man looks so sexy sleeping it should be illegal.“Don’t you sleep?” I hear his voice and I swallow hard. I smile as his blue eye opens and then close again. “That is kind of creepy,” he says, and I can’t help but smile again. I am a sucker for his eyes, and I know I would never find another man with powerful eyes like him.“Don’t you have to go to work?” I ask as I sit on the edge of the bed. I don

Blake POVI watch as Wyatt sleeps next to me. He has been out for about one hour when I decide it’s time to get out of bed and get dressed. I know I shouldn’t be doing this, but if I don’t… I don’t even know. I had my doubts about them being the same person, but not anymore. How could they be? The way Wyatt walked home yesterday made me realize I was barking at the wrong tree.I move my hand down his face, kissing his head softly before I get out of bed and walk into the bathroom. On my tiptoes, I get out of the bedroom after getting dressed. I don’t even know how to deal with this. Yes, I have some information, but nothing that will make The Reaper back off. I need him to leave Emma and Wyatt alone.The way my heart broke when I saw his cut lip, his bruised eye, the way he was holding to his side as he walked. The doctor said he was very lucky. But I don’t think luck had anything to do with it. They knew exactly what t

Wyatt POV“Do as you’re told,” I tell Blake before I leave her alone in the office. I open the door in the office next to mine and stop inside, closing the door behind me. I rest the back of my head against the door, closing my eyes.What the fuck just happened? I lost control; I lost my shit and finding out Blake is pregnant like this has made me realize she has been hiding more stuff from me than I thought I knew. Emma didn’t tell me everything. She told me Blake remembers seeing me, but she was convinced she was mixing up memories, but I didn’t believe that for a second.The way she was pushing me away, not wanting to see me, to touch me, made a lot of sense with that. The way she asked me to leave the room in the hospital. Shit, that’s what the doctor told her? That she is pregnant?Why hasn’t she told me? Why is she keeping this from me? Do I even want fucking kids? How am I going to raise a kid in this world

Blake POV“How are you feeling?” Emma asks as soon as I walk out of the bathroom. I stare directly at her, shaking my head and she smiles, pulling me into her arms while we walk back to the living room. The apartment she is living is huge, it must be nice to have this kind of money. Emma allows me to pay her rent, and I am grateful for that. She didn’t want to charge me anything, and I felt horrible about that. I am not a charity case.“I swear this kid is trying to kill me,” I say with a smile on my face. The morning sickness has been brutal, to the point my doctor prescribed me some pills to help, but honestly, it doesn’t do much. Every time I think about eating or I actually eat something, I end up hugging the toilet and puking everything out.“How about we go look at some baby clothes today?” She asks and I shake my head, biting my lower lip. I need to do what that bastard told me to do so I can finally be free