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“Grow up, Leah!” I say, giving myself a harsh talking to. Gabriel is not going to change his mind. The man took you out to dinner after we signed the contract. We both knew this day was coming. I’d had my period, so everything has been leading up to this. I already opened one kit and read the instructions. Everything was straightforward and clear. I just need Gabriel to provide his sperm, and then I can do the rest... and pray for nature’s kindness.

I’m thankful it’s Saturday morning as I head downstairs in search of Gabriel, unsure if he’s around. He usually swims early, so he may be in his home office.

I knock on the door and wait. There’s no reply.

I leave and walk back into the living room to make breakfast.

An hour later, I hear the door click, and Gabriel walks in.

He throws his bag onto the unit. “Morning,” he says.

“Morning,” I reply, unsure how I raise this. It’s not like we’re in a relationship.

He stops and looks at me. “Is everything okay?” he asks.

I bite my lip, drawing his eyes to my mouth.

“Leah?” he says again, stepping closer.

“It’s time,” I say, watching his brows furrow before the realisation hits. I watch as colour floods his cheeks. Oh no, is this where he tells me he’s changed his mind?

He coughs and nods, his face growing serious... an expression I’m used to seeing in the office, less so at home.

He inhales. “What do I need to do?” he asks, coming to stand in front of me. My body responds to the heat radiating from his. I tell myself it’s my hormones, my body wanting to create a baby.

I pick up the container that arrived with the kit and hold it out to him.

I feel my colour rise as our fingers graze.

“If you can...”

He nods, taking it from me and turning away.

“I’ll be in my room when you’re ready,” I say, as he heads for the stairs.

A flush of warmth hits me as I watch him leave. A tingling ache floods my body as my mind wanders to what he’s about to go upstairs and do. Will he be watching porn? Read some girlie magazines? Daydream about the weather girl he likes? Think about me?

Shit. I’m being ridiculous. My skin tightens, and a flush of warmth spreads through the lower half of my body. I bite down hard on my lip, squeezing my thighs together. I shouldn’t be horny. I need to get ready.

I make my way upstairs and pull back the covers. I grab the hip-raising pillow I purchased. It’s a sex pillow designed to help your partner hit your G-spot, but I hope the angle will help the sperm find its way home.

I sit on the edge of the bed and wait. Gabriel’s been gone a while. Is there a problem? I make my way to the door as a knock sounds.

He holds out the container. “Here you are,” he says.

I reach out and take it. Our fingers graze, my awareness skyrockets. “Thank you,” I say breathlessly, hoping I don’t look like a beetroot. I need to be professional and not think about what he’s just handed me.

“All yours,” Gabriel says, before he turns away, walking back towards his own room.

I exhale the breath I didn’t realise I was holding, and make my way to the bed and the syringe I have waiting for me.

CHAPTER 23

GABRIEL

Ileave the apartment and try not to think about what is going on in Leah’s bedroom. How she’ll insert my cum into her body. The thought alone had me erupting into the sterile container, my teeth clenched tight to stifle any cries. Who knew abstaining for a week and a half would have this kind of effect?

Instead, I go to see Caleb.

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