My Unexpected Family by James Harlow

Author:James, Harlow [James, Harlow]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Contemporary
Amazon: B08ZKDWTFJ
Goodreads: 57903107
Publisher: Independent
Published: 2021-07-12T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Silas

“What the?” I step into the living room after a long day of meetings and last minute preparations for the restaurant opening, placing my keys and wallet on the counter as I take in the sight before me.

Chloe is twerking to You Can Do It by Ice Cube, shaking her entire ass as she dances to the music.

And then her voice rings out as she turns her head from side to side. “You can do it, put your ass into it. I can do it, put your back into it.”

And I should be concerned, right? One, she’s five months pregnant and moving like that can’t be safe. And two, why is the sight of her dancing like this turning me on?

I tilt my head to the side, watching her ass and hips move, reminding me of the way she rode me when we had sex, and apparently that wasn’t a good idea as my dick grows hard in my slacks.

“Uh, Chloe?” The music is too loud, so I move to the speaker on top of the television to turn it down, adjusting my erection as I go. “Chloe?”

She freezes in her movement, her shoulders rise, and then she slowly turns to face me, her entire bump on display when I see that her shirt is pulled up.

“What the hell are you doing?”

“Uh… dancing?”

“Like that?”

“Um…yes?”

Laughter breaks through my lips. “What the fuck?”

She shrugs and then stands up tall, pulling her shirt back over her belly. “I was bored.”

“Clearly.”

“Hey, you have no room to judge me, alright? Plus, I’m just instilling rhythm in our baby before they’re born, okay?”

Shaking my head, I head back to the kitchen to grab a drink. “Whatever you say. But to that song?”

“The baby can’t make out words yet, so we’re good.”

“If you say so.” I take a drink of my water and then head upstairs to change, debating whether I should jerk off before going back downstairs. The amount of erections I’ve had to tame in the past few months should be startling, especially when I get one every time I think about when I kissed her at my nonna’s house—a kiss we still haven’t discussed.

When I come back down, Chloe is nestled into the couch with a bowl of popcorn in her lap, watching a show. “What are you watching?”

“Antique Roadshow.”

“What’s that?”

Her face contorts with shock as a kernel falls out of her mouth. “You’ve never heard of Antique Roadshow?”

“I don’t watch much television.”

Shaking her head, she turns up the volume as a woman speaks about the clock sitting in front of her from the 1920’s. “These fairs pop up all over the country where appraisers come in and estimate the value of antiques and heirlooms that people bring to see if they’re worth anything.”

“I never thought in a million years that you’d be into a show like this.”

She shoots me a glare across the arm of the couch. “I’m trying not to be offended by that.”

“It’s just so…”

“Old-ladyish of me?” she smirks.

“Kinda.”

“Well, one of my foster parents used to watch it, and I got sucked into it with her one day.

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