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Sophie’s breathless, her cheeks flushed as she gazes at me. She slides the dildo out from inside her and my ego puffs upin my chest at the fact she doesn’t whimper at its loss the way she does whenever I take my cock from inside her.

“You’re beautiful.” I smile at her as I grab a wad of tissues from my desk drawer and clean up.

“I miss you,” she whispers, turning onto her side and tucking her arm under her head.

“I miss you too.” I tuck my cock back into my pants and fix them back into place. “I’ll be back tomorrow. You want to sleep at my house or yours?”

“Mine.” She fails to hide the sleepiness creeping into her voice. “If that’s okay? I’m going to work late and then I’ve got case files to read when I get home.”

I fight the voice in my head that’s saying she’s working too hard. The voice that’s worried about the babies. Because the other voice is louder. The one that loves her brilliance and her drive. The one that promised to never try and stop her doing what she loves. I’ll just have to find subtler ways of looking after her instead.

“I’ll give you a massage when I get back.” I allow myself a leisurely sweep of her body. “See if we can get those babies moving again.”

She smiles softly. “Sounds perfect.”

“Get some sleep, Mama.”

I smile at her sleepy face as she blows me a kiss and disconnects the call.

I close the top of my laptop and gaze out of the floor to ceiling windows that make up one long wall of my office. I pick up my phone and find the file I want, clicking play as I return my gaze to Manhattan’s skyline.

The thumping of life fills the room as I lean back in my chair and listen to the heartbeat. A buzzing, excited energy fills my chest.

Our babies.

There’s barely a knock at the door before Alicia strides in like she owns the place. It’s been a year since we last slept together and I’ve lost count of the number of times I’ve told her that our casual arrangement is over. Yet she still makes snide comments when she can about our past arrangement. How I’d fuck when I was in New York, staying at her apartment with her. Then I’d fly home and only speak to her if it was regarding work in between. Until the next time I was here. And then we’d repeat the cycle. Over and over.

She comes to a stop in front of my desk, her eyes dropping over my body and back up.

“Can I get your sign off on something?”

“Sure.” I nod, keeping my tone professional.

She purses her lips and opens the folder she’s carrying. Then she slams a piece of paper down onto the desk like she’s trying to communicate what an asshole she thinks I am with the move.

I arch an unimpressed brow at her.

“Sorry.” She smiles in mock sweetness.

I ignore her stare as I scan the document before signing and handing it back to her.

“Is that all?”

“Unless you want anything else from me? Like your dick sucked? Seeing as that used to be part of my job description.”

I glare at her.

Tanner told me we can’t fire her because I let my dick think for me. He said she’d have a lawsuit up against us faster than she used to drop to her knees for me. He’s right; she’ll pull the sexual harassment at work card if we get rid of her. It doesn’t matter that I met her in a bar before I realized she was a new hire of the company. I’d fucked her three times before I walked in the next morning and saw her smiling at me across the boardroom table for the morning staff meeting.

Alicia swears she didn’t know who I was when we met in that bar, but I think she saw me more as her ticket to the top. Fuck the boss, get a promotion.

I was a stupid fool not to cut it off right there and then. It wasn’t until I learned Sophie had moved to London last year that I ended it for good. The last time I fisted Alicia’s dark hair as she choked on my cock, I was picturing golden blonde strands and pillowy lips.

I knew it was over then.

Only she doesn’t seem to want to let it drop, hinting how she could ruin me if she chose to.

“It was never in your job description, and you damn well know it.” I seethe.

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