The Enemy Trap by Maren Moore

Author:Maren Moore [Moore, Maren]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B08YPCXMBP
Goodreads: 57804491
Publisher: #PrB.rating#3.76
Published: 2021-06-02T23:00:00+00:00

Fourteen

Hayes

14 Weeks

I relieve stress by working out, losing myself in the weight room and lifting until my arms are sore from the exertion. That's my answer to most of life's problems: avoid them. Except my problem just happens to be my new live-in roommate who's pregnant with my baby and is a tiny, fun-sized ball of pregnant hormones. One second, she wants to throw herself at me to be ravaged, and the next, she gives me a look that tells me to stay far, far away.

I’m getting whiplash, but I've learned one thing in the past two weeks when it comes to Sophia St. James.

She wants me just as much as I want her.

And that’s where my problem begins.

Since she walked through my front door, I haven’t been able to get her out of my head. I can’t imagine touching someone that isn’t her. I want my baby mama, and I want her over and over until she’s mine to touch in every way. I want every moan that leaves her mouth on my lips and on my tongue—so I can savor it.

Great, now I'm walking around with a hard on and even more tight than I was when I walked into my weight room. I groan inwardly as I adjust myself and walk towards the living room, where Sophia's sitting cross legged on the couch, baby name books spread out beside her.

We are going to the doctor today for her second appointment, and this will be the first one I've been able to attend. I'm nervous but excited and hopeful I get to see the ultrasound.

When I walk across the threshold, Sophia looks up, her deep blue eyes widening then traveling down my shirtless torso that's gleaming with sweat after my workout. She catches herself as her eyes drift past my hips, and she scowls.

"Do you ever wear a shirt?" she grumbles, chewing the end of her highlighter and tearing her gaze from me.

"Nope," I let the p pop and grin, moving to stand over her. She's got tons of names highlighted in at least five different books, and some are different colors.

"Are you...color coordinating baby names?"

Her stormy eyes meet mine and her brow furrows, "Yes Hayes. Choosing the name your child is going to have forever is a hard decision. It's one we should make after a lot of thought and deliberation. We can't just name her Sally and call it a day."

I laugh, "Okay, what about Berta? After my aunt."

I'm one hundred percent fucking with her, but the look of terror that crosses her face makes it completely worth it.

"I…uh…I mean, we can add it to the li-" she stutters.

"I'm joking, St. James. Don't worry, I won't condemn our child to a life of bullying with the name Berta."

She throws one of the books at me, which I catch with ease. I look down at the book I'm holding, and the name Leighton stands out to me from the page.

"I like this name." I show her, "Leighton."

"That's one of my favorites, too.

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