Happily Ever All-Star: A Secret Baby Romance - Sosie Frost Page 0,142

defeated sigh, the hesitation in her voice. She had the same reaction every time she pushed me away. “Jack, maybe we shouldn’t—”

“Get changed.”

Her brow furrowed. “What?”

“Get changed. I’m taking you out.”

“Where?”

“To Diva.”

Leah cracked a smile so sexy I thought I’d only earn it with my head buried between her legs. “You’re taking me to a nightclub?”

“We need…a new perspective.” I flashed a grin. “Let me take you out. Have some fun. Get seen in the hottest club in the city. It’ll convince people we’re an item quicker than me kissing your cheek at an afternoon baseball game.”

“Diva’s the most exclusive club in Ironfield.” She scoffed. “Hell, they won’t even let Jolene and me inside. We get our clients on the list and they go alone.”

“I can get you in.”

“Yeah, but at what cost?”

“No tricks. I think you need a little more fun tonight, Kiss, and a lot less…” I waved to the brochures. “Planning. Get changed. We’ll have some fun.”

She glanced over her tank and tight sweats. I loved the look, but Diva was damn fancy. She scolded me when I tried to follow into her bedroom. “Wait right here, Mr. Carson.”

“Nothing I haven’t seen before.” My voice lowered. “I’d like to see it again.”

“Wait. Here.” She hid her excitement as she closed the door. “I can’t believe I’m going to a club with you.”

“I’ll prove to you that my nights aren’t that scandalous.”

“By whose definition, Casanova?” The dresser drawer slammed shut. “Make no mistake. I’m holding your leash tight tonight.”

“If you only knew how sexy that sounds.”

Leah stepped out of her room, dressed in a tiny red scrap of sin that clung to her curves and would split my cock if I didn’t get my hands on her.

“This good?” She spun. “I’ve never been to Diva before.”

Could a man talk with no blood in his head? “We shouldn’t go.”

“But…you said you wanted to take me somewhere fun?”

“Yeah…we could have plenty of fun right here.” I surveyed those hips again. “Without anyone seeing you in that dress.”

“Are you jealous?”

Never thought I would be. “I don’t like to share.”

“I bought this dress a few months ago.” She twirled for me, baiting me to toss her down before I let her get out of my reach. “I worried it was a little too slinky.”

“You look perfect.”

“If you think I look good, then it is too slutty.”

“Good then. Just wear it for me.”

Leah sighed. “Well, if we’re serious about having a baby…it might be the last time I’ll fit into the dress. I should wear it while I can.”

Images flashed into my head. Leah with a little bump, her body soft and changing, swelling with my baby. My dick couldn’t punish me anymore, but I never had it get so hard before.

I spent my life trying not to knock up women, but now I was supposed to do it. It should have terrified me, but the only thing greater than that sexy dress was the thought that I’d be the one to claim her. All I wanted to do was throw her down and fill her womb with my seed.

Holy shit, was that even a normal reaction for a man to have?

Every muscle in my body tensed, tightened, and demanded that I keep her there, under me, with me, on me. I had to get inside her.

Leah winked. “Are we going? You don’t look so sure anymore, Jack.”

Fuck me. I’d never survive. And she knew it. She played me.

Too bad I hated to lose.

By the end of the night, she’d be asking for it, Pleading with me to grant her a release. To touch her. To hold her. To fuck her until we collapsed in the ultimate pleasure a man and woman were meant to experience.

She’d beg me for a baby.

And I’d give it to her.

“Yeah…” I glanced over her body again and imagined the dark curves that would be mine. “You’re gonna have a night you never forget.”

“Promise?”

I held the door open for her. “I guarantee it.”

Her shy smile twisted my boxers. I led her to my car, helping her into the passenger seat like a perfect gentleman.

Of course, as she slid inside she accidently offered me a view of her soft thigh. Cocoa trouble, that’s what she was. If looking at her rendered me into a slobbering moron, catching the brush of her perfume would flatline me. She smelled of violets and sweetness, just how she had tasted on my tongue.

I drove to the nightclub, leaving my car with the valet