Page 53 of No More Heartache


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“Huh?” Max looks at me. Did I just say that out loud?

“What?” I ask.

“What about hormones?” He asks with a straight face.

He’s fucking with me now. “Um, nothing. I’m going to shower, your sweat just rubbed all over me.”

Damnit, why did I say it like that?

I smack myself in the forehead and look at Max. He’s grinning and now looking my body up and down.

I shuffle out of the room quickly and back into my bedroom. I quickly grab my bath towel and rush into the hallway bathroom, hoping Max won’t be there to see me in my frantic glory. Except he’s standing in the doorway to the office… baby’s room watching me dart back and forth.

I finish my shower and get dressed in record time. I swallow a prenatal pill and pull my long hair up into a bun and leave the confines of my bedroom. Surely, Max won’t be lingering around. But he is, he’s lingering around in the kitchen now.

This is what life will be like now, I’ll be fat and pregnant, having inappropriate thoughts about my new roommate, who also happens to be my baby’s father. Great! Max notices me in the entranceway and without really looking up from the counter he starts to talk.

“So, I thought maybe we can spend the day together. I’ll make some breakfast, then we can go to the store and get you whatever you need. And then maybe we can just hang out? If you want?” He finally looks up.

“Um, sure. That sounds great. Thank you.” I say, relaxing a bit.

“I thought of a rule.” He says as he turns around.

“Okay.”

“Rule number three is no more see through tank tops.” He smirks as I gasp.

“My tank top wasn’t see through… was it?” I try to picture it, I’ve never really looked at it like that before, it is an old ratty tank top. Holy shit.

“I’m not complaining. Trust me, I’m not. But I think maybe just for now, tank tops need to be not see through.” He blows out a breath as if he’s kept it in the entire time.

“Deal.” I hide my face in my hands.

“Hey, no need to be embarrassed. I did put a baby in you after all.”

“Yeah, this I am well aware of. So what’s for breakfast?” I ask looking at the arrangement of veggies in front of him.

“Omelettes and sausage. I remember you saying bacon was off the table, so we’ll have the 2nd best thing.” He smiles.

“Sounds good, can I help with anything?” I ask, desperately wanting something to keep my hands busy so I don’t think about running them over his body.

“Nope. This is your first meal in your new home. You sit your pretty butt down and relax. Did you take your pill today?”

“Is that how the next 8 months will be? You reminding me to take my pill?” I started to get defensive.

“No, not at all.” He smiles and resumes his chopping. “Please just tell me if I do anything that isn’t cool with you. This is new territory for me. I’ve never lived with a chick, aside my mom.” He admits.

“Never? Max Hunter, engineer playboy extraordinaire?”

He laughs and shakes his head.

I stare at him, and watch him cut the onions next. The muscles in his arm are so corded and so sexy. I must have made some sort of noise as Max peers up at me through his eyelashes and smiles. I lick my lips and squirm in my chair.

Who knew that making breakfast could be so sexy?

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