from the living room to our bedroom upstairs.
“Well, that went well,” I said.
“It did?” Sean asked. “I was about to rip Mike in half.”
“He apologized—again.”
“That still doesn’t explain why he was so weird about him and Cassandra.”
“He said he can’t tell us right now, but he will,” I said.
‘That still sounds weird.” Sean stripped off his clothes and got into bed.
“He’ll tell us when he’s ready,” I said. “I’m just glad they are back together.”
“Me too.”
Sean moved on top of me, going in for the kill.
I pushed him off. “Could we wait until your mom leaves and your dad goes to bed?”
“Why?” he asked.
“Because it’s weird…”
“Scar, we’re married. They know we have sex—a lot of sex.”
“It’s still weird.”
He stared at me for a while before he went in for the kill again. I didn’t fight him because he was irresistible, like always. He made love to me the way I liked, bringing me to the edge until he fell with me. I clung to him, hoping that our baby was on the way.
7
Mike
Cassandra and I returned to the apartment. She immediately went into the bedroom and returned wearing my shirt and her panties. I couldn’t see her baby bump when she wore baggy clothes but she still looked damn fine.
“Take off your clothes,” she barked. She sat on the couch and grabbed the remote.
“You want to have sex or watch TV?”
“I don’t like it when you wear clothes.” She changed the station until she found the right one.
I took off my jeans and shirt and left them on the ground in the middle of the living room. I stood in my boxers and looked at her. “Better?”
“Much,” she said playfully. “I like seeing that perfect body.” Her hand touched my stomach and moved up to my chest.
I worked hard to build my body to this size. If I didn’t work out as much as I did, I’d probably be Sean’s size, which was fine. But I liked being big and burly. Women liked it. And Cassandra did in particular.
I sat beside her, and as soon as my ass hit the cushion, she crawled into my lap, the remote still in her hand. She stuck to me like glue and I loved it. She was thick and toned, making her bigger than the girls I normally dated, who were skinny and had fake tits. But I loved that about her.
She kissed my chest, her blonde hair tickling my skin. “You want to know a secret?”
“Always.”
“I thought you were hot the moment I saw you.”
“I like what I’m hearing…”
“And I thought it was cute how you rambled on like an idiot.”
“Okay, I’m not liking what I’m hearing…”
She rubbed my shoulders and giggled. “I love how big you are. It’s nice to be with a real man who’s got the whole package.”
Her ex-husband was much smaller than me. It wouldn’t even be a fair fight. He was barely taller than her, whereas I towered over her by at least a foot. “if you’re trying to butter me up, you’re doing a good job.”
“I’m not. I’m just stupid for ever letting you go.”
My heart squeezed at her words. “Well, now I’m yours.”
She kissed my chest again. “And I’m not letting you go.”
My palm moved up her thigh to her ass, one of my favorite features. The light from the TV shined on us but I ignored it. The window showed the lights and skyscrapers of the city. But I didn’t care about any of that. All those things reminded me what it was like to be alone. Now that she was back in my life, I realized how meaningless life was if you didn’t have someone to share it with.
My hand moved to her small stomach. “Why can’t I tell my family? It’s killing me.”
She gave me a sad look. “I just don’t want to get everyone excited for nothing…”
After what happened to Scarlet, that was on my mind too. “That’s not gonna happen to us. Don’t think like that. I’ll get you in with the best doctor in the city.”
“I already went,” she said. “He said everything is good so far.”
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