ear, while his other hand cupped my hip and pulled me to him. My baby belly bumped into him.
I knew I should stop him. I was pretty sure that when I put my hands up on his chest, it was to push him away from me. Somehow, though, wires got crossed, and I ended up pulling him closer and kissing him. He deepened it and lifted me, setting me on the counter. My robe fell open, reminding me that I was naked. It was enough to pull me back to reality. I had to stop him. I was pretty sure he was just trying to seduce me, so he could be a part of my son's life. I couldn't let the charming Trent Carrington get the better of me.
Of course, his hand slid between my thighs, and my judgment went from being clouded to a deep fog of pregnancy hormones. It didn't take long for me to whine out my release, and he left me confused and panting, when he stepped back and closed my robe.
"Let's get you dressed and fed," he said, helping me off the counter. I tried to discreetly glance at his pants, wondering if he was turned on at all, or if his little display of attraction was just for show. He left the room before I had a chance to tell.
I dressed for bed, since it was so late. It was nearly eight o'clock, and I hoped my dad would bring Tyler back soon. He knew I liked to keep him on a schedule. Instead of going straight downstairs, I went across the hall to Tyler's room and laid out his clothes then went to the guest bath to ready the bathroom supplies.
"Clara?" I heard Trent looking for me. I considered not answering. I didn't want to make more of a fool of myself. "There you are. What are you doing?"
"Just getting things ready for when Tyler comes home. I need to keep him on his schedule. I hope the men make it back soon."
"I'm sure they will. Why don't you join me in the kitchen for some dinner?"
My stomach growled again, and I wondered how I had been able to put off eating so long.
As we ate in silence, I mentally reprimanded myself. I was a hussy. I'd never thought of myself as easy. I'd only ever slept with two men, but it was obvious the second man had turned me into a slut. I had to watch myself around him. I was sure he thought I was loose…hell, I thought I was loose, because around him, I was. I didn't know what had gotten into me, but I needed to be careful, before Trent ended up inside me.
I was relieved when the front door opened, and I heard Tyler call for me. I answered him happily, grateful for the buffer. Tyler wrapped his arms around me and then put a frog right in my face. We were literally nose to nose. "Look!"
I wasn't a squeamish person, so I was able to hold my smile. "Do you want me to kiss it to see if it's a prince?"
Tyler pulled his frog back against his chest, appalled. "No, yucky!"
I laughed as I watched my dad help Tyler settle down and put the frog away.
"No prince for me?" I said with a mock pout.
"I wouldn't say that," Trent said with a wink and then cleared our plates. I knew then I had to do something about our "relationship" and fast…otherwise, I'd be screwed, and not in a good way. Well, maybe that way, too, but I wanted to avoid getting hurt, and I wasn't sure how to go about it. I had a feeling whatever I decided; things were going to turn bad between us fast when I did it.
Chapter 12 – On Roommates, Good and Bad
The baby shower was set for the following weekend. Trent decided he'd come into town on Thursday night and drive me down on Friday. Apparently, my parents were going to be there early on Friday, so I wouldn't have anyone to follow me in my sad car. I didn't want to skip out early, because Friday was my last day before my maternity leave started. I knew they were having a surprise party for me at work, and I didn't want to miss it.
Trent dropped me off at work Friday morning, insisting it was on his way. He was taking Tyler out for breakfast. It was their first day alone together. I would have thought I'd be more anxious about it, but I wasn't. Somewhere along the way, I’d
I knew I should stop him. I was pretty sure that when I put my hands up on his chest, it was to push him away from me. Somehow, though, wires got crossed, and I ended up pulling him closer and kissing him. He deepened it and lifted me, setting me on the counter. My robe fell open, reminding me that I was naked. It was enough to pull me back to reality. I had to stop him. I was pretty sure he was just trying to seduce me, so he could be a part of my son's life. I couldn't let the charming Trent Carrington get the better of me.
Of course, his hand slid between my thighs, and my judgment went from being clouded to a deep fog of pregnancy hormones. It didn't take long for me to whine out my release, and he left me confused and panting, when he stepped back and closed my robe.
"Let's get you dressed and fed," he said, helping me off the counter. I tried to discreetly glance at his pants, wondering if he was turned on at all, or if his little display of attraction was just for show. He left the room before I had a chance to tell.
I dressed for bed, since it was so late. It was nearly eight o'clock, and I hoped my dad would bring Tyler back soon. He knew I liked to keep him on a schedule. Instead of going straight downstairs, I went across the hall to Tyler's room and laid out his clothes then went to the guest bath to ready the bathroom supplies.
"Clara?" I heard Trent looking for me. I considered not answering. I didn't want to make more of a fool of myself. "There you are. What are you doing?"
"Just getting things ready for when Tyler comes home. I need to keep him on his schedule. I hope the men make it back soon."
"I'm sure they will. Why don't you join me in the kitchen for some dinner?"
My stomach growled again, and I wondered how I had been able to put off eating so long.
As we ate in silence, I mentally reprimanded myself. I was a hussy. I'd never thought of myself as easy. I'd only ever slept with two men, but it was obvious the second man had turned me into a slut. I had to watch myself around him. I was sure he thought I was loose…hell, I thought I was loose, because around him, I was. I didn't know what had gotten into me, but I needed to be careful, before Trent ended up inside me.
I was relieved when the front door opened, and I heard Tyler call for me. I answered him happily, grateful for the buffer. Tyler wrapped his arms around me and then put a frog right in my face. We were literally nose to nose. "Look!"
I wasn't a squeamish person, so I was able to hold my smile. "Do you want me to kiss it to see if it's a prince?"
Tyler pulled his frog back against his chest, appalled. "No, yucky!"
I laughed as I watched my dad help Tyler settle down and put the frog away.
"No prince for me?" I said with a mock pout.
"I wouldn't say that," Trent said with a wink and then cleared our plates. I knew then I had to do something about our "relationship" and fast…otherwise, I'd be screwed, and not in a good way. Well, maybe that way, too, but I wanted to avoid getting hurt, and I wasn't sure how to go about it. I had a feeling whatever I decided; things were going to turn bad between us fast when I did it.
Chapter 12 – On Roommates, Good and Bad
The baby shower was set for the following weekend. Trent decided he'd come into town on Thursday night and drive me down on Friday. Apparently, my parents were going to be there early on Friday, so I wouldn't have anyone to follow me in my sad car. I didn't want to skip out early, because Friday was my last day before my maternity leave started. I knew they were having a surprise party for me at work, and I didn't want to miss it.
Trent dropped me off at work Friday morning, insisting it was on his way. He was taking Tyler out for breakfast. It was their first day alone together. I would have thought I'd be more anxious about it, but I wasn't. Somewhere along the way, I’d
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