that spot is central to three different towns,” he went on. “You’ve got your own tow truck. No one’s gonna care that you’re a little out of the way, since you’ll be picking up their vehicles to be fixed anyway.”
He stood up before continuing. “Also, you definitely are running out of space out there. And you’re taking on new business partners, right? So with more of you working, the business should grow.” He moved to the window and pointed. “Now look outside and tell me you’ve honestly got room for expansion.”
I looked to Warren, and saw him grin. It was nice that we could stay here if we wanted, but there was the excitement of something all new in his eyes. Something he could build from scratch, rather than inherent from Tommy. Something all his own.
Besides, the poor guy had been working in this building all his life.
Adrian’s father finished his water and dropped the bottle into an empty garbage pail. Then he turned to me and grinned.
“I’m still not sure who’s girlfriend you are,” he said pointedly. “But whichever one of these bastards it is, he’s a lucky man.”
I smiled back at him flirtatiously. On a whim, I shrugged.
“Who’s to say I’d pick just one of them?” I teased.
“Oh really?” he chuckled.
“Yeah,” I purred, adding a wink. “Sometimes it’s fun to eat your cake and have it too…”
Epilogue
KAYLA
I pressed my palms to the cold glass as Warren slid into me, taking me from behind. His right arm slid gently around my waist, his hand finding my belly, fingers spread.
“And how’s my boy tonight?” he murmured into my ear. “He kicking and punching yet?”
He squeezed my belly gently, just below my navel. Still screwing my ass back against him, I threw back my head and sighed.
“First of all, how do you know it’s a boy?” I purred.
“I just do.”
His lips found my shoulder, and his kisses sent shivers rocketing along one side of my body. I almost forgot my train of thought.
“Second, how do you know it’s yours?”
Normally it would be a weird question for a girlfriend to ask a boyfriend. In our relationship however…
“I just know that too,” he whispered. His grip on my waist tightened, giving him a better angle. I felt him go another inch or two deeper, and the added pleasure had me biting my bottom lip.
“Besides,” he said, “do the math. I obviously got you pregnant that night in the projector room, when you mounted me on that chair.”
It was only seven weeks ago, but I still remembered that rendezvous. Since I went off the pill the guys had been pounding me nonstop, making me constantly horny. I’d found Warren working hard up in the projector room, so sweaty he’d actually made the mistake of taking his shirt off. From there, pushing him onto the chair and mounting him had been a no-brainer.
“I came so deep that night,” he murmured, his hand now on my hips. “I filled you so much, too. There’s no doubt about it — the baby is mine.”
His words were turning me on. I sighed, reaching back to clutch at a monster handful of his thick dark hair.
“You could be right,” I allowed, bouncing deliciously against the glass. I had to tease him though. “Or maybe it was one of the others…”
Honestly, my pregnancy was anyone’s guess. We’d narrowed down the conception date to a forty-eight hour span, and within that time frame I’d been nailed no less than a dozen times. I could be pregnant by Luke, who’d been ravenous for me ever since we decided to try for a family. If the baby was his, it undoubtedly happened during our marathon sex session the night Adrian and Warren had both been away, picking up a restoration job down in Eugene, Oregon. He’d filled me at least three times that night alone, and another two before they got back late the next day.
“Besides, she won’t start kicking for at least another ten weeks,” I informed him breathlessly. “But when she does, you’ll be the second to know.”
Warren’s hands went tighter, as his thrusts picked up. I knew that at that speed, he wouldn’t last long.
“And how do you know it’s a girl?” he breathed into my ear.
I smiled over my shoulder and kissed him. “I just do.”
The baby could easily belong to Adrian, who’d taken me wherever and whenever he wanted me — sometimes in full view of the others. That led to a little bit of what became known