Free BEG 1 by Kristina Weaver Page B

that robe. And the fact that I can see your lovely arse cheeks. And if that pisses you off, I should really refrain from mentioning that your robe has separated and I can see your quim.”
    I laugh when she attacks me with a pillow before tying her robe securely and glaring at me.
    “Aren’t you even a little weirded out by the fact that we’ve been boning like animals while I’m pregnant with your dead brother’s baby?”
    “Well, no. To be fair, he’s not here any longer, God rest his soul, and I really bloody find you sexy as hell. Next problem?”
    “Do you still believe that I lied about the baby being Robert’s?”
    Oh fucking hell. How can I possibly answer that truthfully without lying my arse off? I can’t and my pause gives her just the answer she’s been searching for.
    “I knew it! You still think I came all this way to fleece your poor parents! You’re such an asshole, Cameron Stone. Can’t you see that I would never do anything to hurt them? I freaking love them.”
    “Ducky.”
    “No. Just freaking stop already! Do you know why I asked you all these things, Cameron? I asked because I needed some honesty before I made my decision, and now I have the answer.”
    “What bloody answer?” I yell, coming off the bed to cut her off as she heads for the door.
    “The museum called me two days ago. They want me back.”
     
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