DENVER'S POV I’m staring at the same line on my screen for the fourth time, completely confused with the current numbers from the company back at Florida when the soft click of my office door pulls me out of my head. I look up and everything in me stops.That black body-con dress hugs her body so perfectly. Damn! Such beauty should be illegal. The long sleeves and high neck are nothing dramatic, yet it clings to her curves like it worships them. Her belly is fuller now, beautifully round, pushing against the fabric in a way that knocks all reasoning from my senses. She looks sexy, glowing, soft, powerful.... she's my woman carrying my child. Her hair falls in loose curls, her lips shiny, and there’s that tiny smile that always makes me forget myself in her presence. “You’re staring,” she laughs, leaning on the doorframe.I push my chair back, eyes fixed on her. “You walk in dressed like that and expect me not to?”She blushes,
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