“Tate isn’t in a position to make demands when it comes to fantasy deals.There was only one female in that apartment who needed the money it offered.I admit, the possibility of you not showing up didn’t cross my mind until I saw the red ponytail coming from underneath the mask.”
My heart skips a beat when I realize, “You wanted me to show up.”
The way his eyes lock on mine feels as if he’s really looking at me.Not simply throwing a glance here and there when you’re talking to someone.This feels even different than a personal one-on-one discussion.The only way I can describe it is to something similar to me seeing a computer code I throw myself at to completely dissect it.
My mind slips to the memory of the night when we had sex.Though, with what he just mentioned.“You wanted to watch those three fuck me.”
A muscle in his jaw jumps, as if he’s grinding his teeth.
I get a barely there nod along with the words, “You wanted them to fuck you...until you didn’t.”
“Until I knew you were watching,” I correct him without thinking.
The corner of his mouth twitches and the blue in his eyes intensifies.My breathing picks up and suddenly I want to lean in and kiss him.Shit.What am I doing?We didn’t even kiss the night he gave me mind-shattering orgasms, and there are so many pressing matters to discuss.
I force myself to turn my head and stare at the window as I clear my throat and ask, “Why didn’t you tell me the condom broke?”
From the corner of my eye, I notice his stare is still locked on me when he says, “Why would I?We had a contract in place which mentions birth control in case condoms break.Clearly both failed.”
It’s hard not to wince because with this statement it’s also my fault.“I had to call the pharmacy for a refill and forgot.My period just ended when we got the fantasy deal invitation, and I thought...well, it doesn’t really matter now.”
“And yet it does.So, finish your sentence,” he orders with a slight snap in his voice.
Crossing my arms in front of my chest, I grumble, “I thought not having sex for over a year, no boyfriend, and no interest in a one-night stand wouldn’t make my birth control a pressing matter.”
A gasp rips from me when I suddenly feel his large hand cover the side of my face to turn my head his way.He pinches my chin with his thumb and forefinger.
Leaning in slightly while he pins me with a fierce stare, he rumbles, “You won’t be needing birth control anytime soon, nor will you be having sex with others while you’re carrying my child.”
My body’s first reaction is to lean into his touch.Until his words settle inside my brain.
Jerking my head back, I snap, “Nowhere in the contract I signed was it mentioned how I’d become your prisoner if you knocked me up.There are other solutions, you know.Besides, a lot can happen between now and...”
“You’re not getting an abortion,” Fiero grits.“You’re carrying my heir.”
I didn’t think my eyes could widen more than they already did, but I guess this man wields magic unknown to mankind.
“Heir?”I squeak.“We just found out I’m pregnant.I could freaking miscarry, and for your information?Abortion didn’t even cross my mind, you arrogant asshole.”
He waves his hand in the air as if the idiot can brush off my words.“You will not miscarry.”
“Right, because clearly you’re the boss of my body with your almighty cock, making your sperm cell merge with my freaking egg,” I seethe.
Fiero chuckles and my breath gets caught in my throat.The sound is pure sex, highlighted with the twinkle in his blue eyes, it completely turns my panties into a soaking mess.Dammit.I do not like this man, and we’re having a discussion involving pregnancy which might tie me to him for life.
“It’s not funny,” I grumble and force my gaze toward the window.
A much safer option than staring at the man who makes my body fill with lust.
Silence engulfs both of us, and while it feels like he’s staring at me for minutes stretching from one to the other, in reality it must be a handful of seconds when he says, “You’re still the boss of your own body.Yet, we have to come to an understanding when it comes to your safety.Especially when it no longer involves just you, but our unborn child as well, along with your roommate of course.”
“What?”I gasp and am forced to look at him again.
Fiero shrugs.“Cillian had your bags packed.The safest option for you is to stay here with me.Aubrielle will be safe to stay at the apartment where he won’t go looking for you.”
Shit.Why does his statement sound like the right choice?
“If you agree I will give you your laptop and phone to stay in touch with your friend.You won’t be a prisoner but will have to accept protection if you’re going somewhere.Until I’ve handled Cillian, of course.”
