Free Stalemate by Dahlia Rose Page A

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    “Wow, a billionaire who doesn’t like expensive raw sea eggs. You are a mystery, Bryce.”
    “I’m also eccentric. I like my socks from Target instead of argyle and I eat McDonalds.” He pulled her close.
    “I’m sorry to tell you, that’s not being eccentric, it’s called everyday life,” she replied with a smile.
    Bryce kissed her nose. “See, I wasn’t letting her lick my tonsils. I was trying not to gag.”
    “I get it, I get it, I’m sorry.” The babies kicked hard and Bryce laughed. “They are telling me to say it again.”
    “Good boys, they are getting strong.” Bryce laughed huskily.
    “They could be girls,” she pointed out with a smile.
    “I think they are also saying that their mother should kiss me,” Bryce said huskily.
    “I think we can do more than that,” Isa said throatily, and took his hand to lead him to the bedroom.
    “Are you sure? Are you cleared medically for—”
    “Ben cleared me about eight weeks ago.”
    Bryce shook his head. “I wish you wouldn’t call him Ben. I feel like he wants to be more familiar with you.”
    “More familiar that seeing my hoo-hah when two babies pop out in a few months?” Isa teased.
    “Not a good picture in my head. I don’t like him,” Bryce practically growled.
    “Honey, there is nothing to worry about. Ben asked me about Tawny a few weeks ago at my last appointment.” Isa laughed.
    “Alright then I’ll resist the urge to break his legs.” Bryce kissed her hungrily.
    Isa gasped as he ran his hands down her body. “Yes, let’s not break the legs of the man who has to deliver or children.”
    Bryce leaned his head down to hers and Isa put her hand on his chest.
    “Before we even go there, tell me you brushed your teeth after the bad-breathed bitch kissed you?”
    “Twice at home and gargled with mouthwash,” Bryce answered.
    “Okay, then you can continue kissing me, and the next time, I’ll be with you to punch any unsavory types coming at my man,” Isa said with a smile.
    “I should’ve taken you in the first place.”
    She pressed her body against him. “I’m glad you see that.”
    “Do you know how hot I’ve been for you?” Bryce cupped her cheek and kissed her hard. “Your body, full with life, our children, your skin so smooth and sexy. I’ve been thinking about you since that first night and I’ve wanted you more each day.”
    Isa stood on her tiptoes to wrap her arms around his neck. “No more doubts or insecurities. If you want me and this is about us, then I’m yours, Bryce.”
    His answer was a kiss that seared her senses and caused gooseflesh along her skin. To Isa, the connection she felt to Bryce was back and stronger than ever. He locked his fingers with hers as they stood in the middle of the room and kissed. Bryce pulled away only long enough to push her bathrobe of her shoulders and undressed her slowly. The moonlight spilled through the slat of the French doors that led to her small balcony. The beams caressed her skin as she stood there, gloriously naked, her stomach full of life and open to Bryce’s hungry gaze.  Isa covered her breasts with her hand and Bryce pulled it away.
    “No.” His voice was a husky rasp. “Don’t hide yourself from me. I want a mental picture of you like this to treasure forever.”
    “I’m so big already,” Isa protested.
    “Carrying our children, you’re gloriously sexy to me. Don’t forget that,” Bryce said as he stripped his shirt off.  “Any man who can’t look at his woman while she’s pregnant and see nothing but beauty is an asshole.”
    Isa stepped back into his arms willingly. “You say the nicest things.”
    Their lips met again, and soon her breathing was thick with desire. He settled her on the bed gently before he finished undressing, and she watched him with appreciation. His body was lean and his abs pronounced. The man was built for all kinds of sexy fantasies and she wanted to try every one she could think of with