Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 62569 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 313(@200wpm)___ 250(@250wpm)___ 209(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 62569 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 313(@200wpm)___ 250(@250wpm)___ 209(@300wpm)
His blue eyes narrowed. “You’re an aunt and cousin to so many kids we could have our own school—legally—if there’s a test you’d pass it by simply existing. Why are you so stressed?”
I shrugged, trying to appear nonchalant even as tsunami waves of fear rolled through me. “I don’t know. I guess I just, I don’t know, I mean the test was inconclusive today, and I have been feeling better, so maybe I’m not pregnant after all or I lost the baby. What if I did something wrong?”
He reached for my hands. “Worrying about it isn’t going to change anything. No matter what, you walk in there with your head held high and me by your side. It’s why we have doctors. And you’ve been doing all the right things, Raven.”
“Thanks to you,” I grumbled. “I wasn’t even taking prenatal vitamins.”
“Easy mistake, and I live to make you feel inferior,” he teased. “Stop overthinking it.”
“Fine.”
“Good.” He leaned in then stopped himself.
Wait, was he going to kiss me? On the head? “Hey, Ace were you—”
“Raven Alfero?” The nurse called me back.
“That’s us,” Ace announced standing.
I swore I could feel every single person in that small waiting room crane their necks in our direction to get a good look at him, then me, then back at him. Yes, I was aware, he was a god walking among men, gorgeous, tall, muscular, a stunning smile, perfect hair.
Which was why I almost tripped him when we followed the nurse.
He elbowed me. “Seriously?”
“They’re staring!”
“They always stare!” he snapped back. “They’re scared. I’m tall, and I look like a killer.”
I nearly ran into the nurse’s back as she cleared her throat. “Now we’ll just take your height and weight.”
I kicked off my shoes. “You do not look like a killer.” I faced the wall. “Right? He doesn’t look like a killer!”
The nurse forced a brittle smile. “No you look like a very nice young man.”
“See?” I threw my hands up while she wrote down my height and weight. “You just give off hot dad vibes along with a phobia of complex carbs.”
Ace scowled. “Hot dad vibes? Please, I know I’m terrifying.”
“Meh, more like terrifying to think about how you’d just take them against the wall instead of the bed.” I winked at the nurse. “Right?”
She looked between us. “Um, I’ll just take you into the room now.” She cleared her throat a few times while I sat on the table. “I need your blood pressure.”
“Ouch.” I lifted my arm. “Sorry, my neck’s been hurting.”
Ace was immediately at my side. “Why didn’t you say anything?” His hands moved to my neck and then his fingers were digging in and I was lost in ecstasy. “Does that feel good?”
“Oh, God.” I gripped the edge of the exam table. “So good. Don’t stop.” I leaned against his body.
He moved his hand. “How about here?”
“Mmm, yeah that spot, right there.”
The nurse cleared her throat. “Oh, um, I need to take your blood pressure again it seems to be all over the place, ha ha.”
“Sorry?”
“Just one more—”
“Ahhh Ace, you have magic fingers.”
The nurse dropped the blood pressure cuff onto the table. “Sorry, um one more time, try to relax and stay very still.”
I ignored her and continued to focus on Ace’s hands. “Yes, you’re such a monster Ace, one who knows how to use all of his parts effectively.”
Did I just say parts?
Out loud?
“Well, I guess I don’t need to ask if this is a surprise pregnancy or not,” the nurse said under her breath. “The ultra sound tech will be in soon.”
She eyed Ace, then me. “I mean at least ten minutes, if you…” She held up her hands. “No judgment at all, women tend to get very horny during the first few stages. I’ve heard it gets worse in the end but, just, there’s space, this is a safe space.” She turned and tried the door handle twice before leaving.
I sat up. “That was weird.”
“Must be her first day,” Ace agreed. “Do you feel better?”
“Much.” I yawned. “Seriously, though.” I grabbed his hands without thinking. “I want these everywhere.”
He froze.
I froze.
I said it out loud.
It was the truth, and I couldn’t unsay it.
My body was quite literally humming with awareness. Was I sweating? Chest heaving, I leaned forward. “I’m going to do a really bitchy thing that has nothing to do with how I feel about you.”
“Okay…” He drew the word out and kept his hands next to his sides. It wasn’t fair. It was wrong, but I suddenly needed him. “What are you—”
I fused my mouth with his and put his hands on my chest only to break away from his mouth. “I need you to—to touch—I sound crazy I just—”
“Shit.” He ran his hands up my shirt, his tongue slid aggressively across mine deepening the kiss. I moaned into his mouth only for a knock to sound at the door. We broke apart, me still horny, his eyes wild like he was seconds away from ripping my clothes completely off. I lost my balance and accidently grazed his dick. He let out a low noise in the back of his throat. My fingers grazed the front of his jeans again. He leaned into me, mouth parted, eyes wild.