“It’s a good party trick.”
“What kind of parties are you going to?” I laugh.
“The kind that needs new sheets.” She gives me a saucy wink.
Tackling her onto the bed, I tickle her sides until she’s yelling “safe word.”
“Shh,” I mumble against her lips. “You’ll wake Kane.”
That quiets her quickly.
With a deep breath in, I savor her scent, then nibble on her earlobe. “You’re so talented.”
“Why? Because I can fold a fitted sheet?”
“Among other things.” I kiss a path down her neck, capturing the strap of her bra between my teeth as I go. As I drag it down her shoulder, her breast breaks free, and I suck her nipple into my mouth, reliving the moment she let me come all over them the other day.
“Wait.”
I immediately stop, rolling onto my side to give her space.
Her breasts hang heavy over her high-waisted leggings when she sits up. “We should talk.”
Dragging myself and my half-hard dick under the covers, I hold them aloft and invite her in too. “What’s up?”
She slips in beside me and rests her back against the pillow. “I went to the doctor this morning.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?” My chest tightens with trepidation. “I would have gone with you.” I’m acting like we’re still fake married, but I’m too invested in her health, with her life in general, to stop now.
“I was going to call you after, but then all that stuff with Kane happened.”
I nod. “What did they say?”
She bows her head and picks at her fingernails. “Ezra, what are we doing here?”
My heart thumps painfully against my sternum. “What do you mean?”
“What if I can’t have children?” She still won’t look at me, though from here, I can tell her eyes are glossy.
“Where is this coming from? What did the doctor say?”
“He says I might have endometriosis. My Aunt Elin has it,and she’s lucky she even has Joey. What if that happens to me?” She runs the back of her wrist over her cheek. “What if this thing between us gets serious and you want kids, but I can’t give them to you? Maybe we should end this before we get in too deep.”
“Hey.” I stop her from tearing up her nails by placing my hand on top of hers. “Look at me.”
This isnothow I saw this night going. One minute I’ve got her tit halfway down my throat, the next she’s talking about calling it quits. How did we get here?
“What if I can’t have kids?” she repeats. “You want to be a dad so badly. And I want that for you. But what if I can’t give that to you? I don’t want to take that dream away from you. Sam said?—”
“Sam?” My heart drops to my stomach. “Samantha? When did you talk to her?”
Millie finally looks at me, her eyes wide. “I, uh, I saw her after my doctor’s appointment. I ran into her, and she asked to have coffee together.”
“You went on a date with her?”
“Relax. It wasn’t a date.”
My hackles rise. “Don’t tell me to relax.”
