Claimed Rider: A Lost Saxons Short Story (#3.5) by Jessica Ames

Author:Jessica Ames [Ames, Jessica]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-08-11T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

“I kind of have a crazy idea,” I tell Beth.

She glances up from organising her desk. “Hell’s bells. Am I going to need bail money?”

We’re sitting in her new office space above Mim’s Bakery in town. I’m really proud of her, getting her new business set up, especially in the light of all the crap she’s been dealing with—namely the aftermath of my ex-husband’s shit. The space is clean, modern, totally Beth. It took some getting there, though. The guys spent a week and a half painting and cleaning to get it remotely habitable.

“No. I just need some help to organise it. I don’t know where to go.”

She puts down the papers she’s holding. “Is this going to piss Dean off?”

“No.”

She arches a brow. “Really?”

“No. He’ll like it. I think.” I tell her my idea and she grins.

“He’ll love it. Well, he might freak out at first if he sees it from a distance. You’ll have to get in there fast with the explaining.”

That’s true. When he sees it, he’s definitely going to hit the roof. “I can tell him quickly.”

She blows out a breath. “Okay then, well, I think I know somewhere we can go.”

I knew she would.

It takes a week to get organised and while I hate sneaking around, I know it’ll be worth it. I know my body isn’t what Dean is used to anymore, but I put on a black lace babydoll that Beth helped me pick from the maternity section at one of the clothes stores in town and a pair of my high heels. I do my makeup, pile my hair in thick curls on my head and I wait on our bed for him to come home. I’m nervous. I swear I wasn’t this nervous the first time we slept together, and when I hear the rumble of his Harley through the bedroom window, my stomach flips so violently, I think I might throw up.

I reposition myself on the bed, trying to find the best pose where I look sexy, but not like my belly is spilling all over the place. In the end I give up because I’m just all belly at the moment and no amount of positioning is going to change that.

The key in the front door has me freezing. I hear the door open and close, followed by movement downstairs, and then a confused, “Darlin’? You home?”

“Uh, upstairs!”

I refluff my hair, fix my oversized breasts in my lingerie, and try to look as alluring as I can when he opens the bedroom door.

He stops in his tracks, his eyes flaring then turning heated as he takes me in. Oh, he likes what he sees, even my little poochy baby belly. I lean back on my elbows, and give him a sultry smile.

“Hi, honey. Did you have a good day?”

“Hmm,” he makes a sound of appreciation in the back of his throat as his eyes rove over my body and fire flares between my legs. “It’s getting better,” he admits.

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