“Amethyst,” she answered, and I fell back into my seat. That’s why his ass was so damn confident about this baby being his. He knew that there was no doubt that it could’ve been anyone else’s. “He came back after your appointment and asked me to trash Grant’s sperm. I told you I’ve known Amethyst for years. There is no doubt that he’s in love with you, and after I saw how you talked about him and your interactions with Grant, I knew you were in love with him, too. I had him make a deposit, and when you came back to be inseminated, I used his sperm.”
“Why are you telling me this?” I asked. “I could go after your license; take away everything you’ve worked for.”
“I know, but at least you wouldn’t be walking around thinking that your baby belongs to one of the worst humans that ever walked this earth.” Gray’s eyes filled with tears, and she shook her head. “I love what I do, but I couldn’t live with that guilt. I understand if you go after my license and sue, but I had to tell you.”
“It’s a good thing that I don’t plan on it,” I said, laughing softly. The instant look of relief on Gray’s face made me smile. “You’re right, I do love Amethyst, and he loves me, and I am happy as fuck that this baby is his.”
“Oh, thank goodness.” Gray rested her head on the desk. “I’ve been stressed about this for months.”
“I bet,” I said, standing. “Rest assured, I am not upset, and I know for a fact Amethyst’s cocky ass isn’t either.”
“I told him I was going to tell you.” She lifted her head from the desk and smiled. “He told me he didn’t care and that you wouldn’t be mad. I couldn’t take his word for it.”
“I’m good.” I reached across her desk and patted her hand. “Now let me get out of here. I have to meet my sisters. I’ll text you, maybe we can do dinner soon.”
“I’d like that.” She stood and walked around her desk. We hugged again, and she walked to her door.
“One last question,” I said, and she nodded. “What’s your sister’s name?”
“Lavender.”
Chapter forty-nine
Amethyst
“Sunshine,” I nuzzled her neck, then kissed her throat. “Sunshine.”
“Move,” she moaned and pushed my face away. I moved her hands from my face and kissed her palms. “Amethyst.” She tried to pull her hands away, but I kept my grip tight on her wrist. “Stop.”
“It’s time to get up.” I kissed her palms again and smiled when she cracked one eye open to look at me. “Come on, get up.”
“Don’t you have a job, Amethyst?” she asked me, and I nodded. “Then go to it and leave me alone.”
“I don’t have to be back on until next week,” I laughed and let go of her wrist.
Yale rolled over to her side and readjusted her pillow. “Call them and tell them that you are coming in earlier than expected.” She yawned.
“Earlier than expected would be a few hours, not days.” I climbed out of bed and then smacked her ass.
“Amethyst!” she yelled, grabbing her ass and rolling back over. She only had on a pair of boy shorts and a sports bra and looked good as fuck. Her belly was slowing her down, but not by much. “That shit hurt.”
“Ah, you want me to rub it?” I asked, climbing back into the bed and coming near her. “I can rub the sting away.”
“You better not touch me,” she said, narrowing her eyes and pointing at me. “I swear your mama will be crying over your body if you do.”
I licked my lips and smiled at her. “Come on, Sunshine, I’ll rub it for you.” I grabbed her hands before she could swing and pinned them over her head and hovered over her, making sure that I didn’t smash her belly. I used one hand to hold her wrist in place, and the other moved from her waist to under her breast. I felt her breath hitch and her legs opened wider. The warmth of her pussy had my dick hard as fuck, and I knew she could feel it because I only had on a pair of ball shorts. I nuzzled the space between her chin and shoulder. “I need you to get up so we can go have breakfast.”
“I’m not hungry,” she whined and shook her head. “I just want to sleep.”
“You can sleep later.” I nipped at her throat then kissed away the sting. “Come on, baby, we are going to miss the sunrise.”
“Amethyst Stone, if you have me up before the fucking sun, I’m going to kick you in the dick,” she fussed, and I smiled. “I can feel you smiling. Oh my goodness, is the sun up?”
“Would it matter if it was or wasn’t?” I asked. She tugged at her wrist, but I didn’t let her go. I knew an empty threat when I heard one, and one thing Yale never did was give me one when it came to sleep.
“Yes!”
“Why?” I lifted and looked down at her face. “You’re already up, so I don’t think it matters.” She narrowed her eyes at me, and I felt my smile get bigger. “You know how fine you are with sleep in your eyes and your breath smelling like it does?” Yale blew her morning breath in my face, and I laughed. “Funky but still fine.” I kissed her quickly, then let her go and climbed out of the bed. “Brush your teeth, throw on some shorts, and come on downstairs so we can eat.”
