“What if he gets used to it?”
I shake my head. “Everett doesn’t see the same woman twice. If it weren’t for this,” I say, rubbing my growing belly, “he wouldn’t give me the time of day.”
“I think you’re wrong.”
“Wonderful,” I say, spinning on my heels and walking toward the staff room to get my purse, well aware that she’ll be hot on my tail.
“What happens when his needs need scratching?” she asks.
“He has two hands.”
She snorts a laugh. “Yeah, sure. But this is Everett Donnelly. Before all of this, the guy practically got his dick wet every night of the week.”
“Nice,” I hiss, trying to keep my feelings about him being with other women off my face.
“You have feelings for him,” she says, not even bothering to fight her smile.
My face heats. “What? No. That’s crazy. He’s a fuckboy with anger issues. I?—”
“Oh my god, you do. I can see it in your eyes. You totally have a thing for your baby daddy.”
“He’s hot, sure. And I have no doubt he’d be able to satisfy my raging hormones right now, but we’re not going there.”
Sienna rolls her lips into her mouth and bites on them, stopping herself from replying. It doesn’t matter, though, I know her well enough to read her thoughts.
She thinks I should ride that man right through Pound Town and beyond. And while my desperate girly parts might agree, my head is on a completely different planet.
“We’ve set rules. And we’re going to stick to them,” I state firmly.
Surely, they’re not going to be that hard to follow. Right?
Sienna’s eyes burn into me as I pull my purse free and dig my cell out.
Baby Daddy: Gone out with Linc. Will be back at eight with dinner.
“See,” I say, flashing the screen at Sienna. “He’s barely even at home. It’s gonna be fine.”
It’s not entirely true. Despite the media reporting otherwise, it seems Everett is something of a homebody. He seems to love his own company and shutting himself away from the world.
I guess that’s probably normal when he spends months of his year out of town. And thankfully, right now, I’m busy working, so we’ll hardly see each other before the season starts again.
It’s all gonna be just fine.
“You’ve got his contact as Baby Daddy?”
My cheeks burn so hot, I swear they heat the entire room.
“He did that,” I say in a rush.
“And you haven’t changed it,” Sienna points out. “Can I assume that you’re Baby Momma in his?”
I frown. “I…uh…I don’t know, actually.”
She rolls her eyes. “You totally are.”
“Whatever. I’ll see you tomorrow,” I say as I walk toward the door. “And go home. You finished hours ago.”
“I am,” she confirms. “See you tomorrow. Enjoy your baby daddy.”
