Take Me On by Cherrie Lynn

Author:Cherrie Lynn [Lynn, Cherrie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781619219748
Google: bRgMAQAAQBAJ
Amazon: B00FK1ZRXY
Publisher: Samhain Publishing
Published: 2013-12-17T00:00:00+00:00

Kelsey laughed merrily when Gabby announced at eight o’clock that she was going to bed. “Your energy will come back in the second trimester,” she called as Gabby shuffled out of the living room and into her bedroom.

That was it. Kelsey was paying her back for all the unwanted medical advice she’d doled out over the past two years. Admittedly, she was bad about doing that. But then Gabby was the one Kelsey had called in a panic when little Alex spiked a fever in the middle of the night last winter, so it wasn’t as if she didn’t appreciate her.

Two months pregnant and already she couldn’t wait for this to be over. It was going to be a very long thirty-two weeks.

Crawling into bed after slipping into an oversized T-shirt, she expected to be snoring as soon as her head hit the pillow. No such luck. Instead, she tossed and turned and worried. She thought about that cute little blonde she’d seen sniffing around Dermamania, slipping Ian what was obviously her phone number. Was that his game? The whole cool, hard-to-get thing to hook them into the chase before he moved in for the kill?

She snatched her phone from her nightstand and sent him a text. What are you up to?

I’m at the bar, was the almost instant reply.

The bar? Really? Huh. Be careful you don’t take some other girl home and knock her up too.

WTF?

She was in the middle of typing a reply when her phone rang. It was him, of course. She accepted the call without any kind of greeting. Given the silence in the background, he must’ve stepped outside.

“Are you there?” he asked after a few seconds. Gabby couldn’t contain her visceral reaction to his deep voice in her ear. Her entire body went boneless, and her heart skipped a beat.

“Yeah.”

“What the hell are you pissed at me for? I came by to grab a beer. Nothing more.”

She knew she was being a bitch. She simply could not get that picture out of her head. Was this what she’d be reduced to? Watching the baby at home every night while he went out to grab a beer and collect phone numbers and come-ons? “You don’t make a habit of fucking your clients, do you? Or strange girls you take home from the bar?”

“What the— No, Gabby, I do not. I’m no saint, but I haven’t been with anyone since I moved here except you. Where is this coming from?”

She sighed. “I don’t know. Apparently, insanity is another pregnancy symptom. I kept thinking about that girl making a pass at you when I came in to tell you about the baby, and… I’m sorry.”

“I don’t give a shit about any other girls.”

“Glad to hear it.” She chuckled sadly.

“Are you okay? Where are you?”

“I’m in Florida, actually.”

There was a long silence during which she heard some raucous conversation going on in the background—probably some bar patrons leaving for the night. “What in the hell are you doing in Florida?”

“Parents’ condo.

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