Second Chance Rival
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In five long strides, I yanked the phone out of her hands. “Daniel, we just got married yesterday, and we leave for our honeymoon tomorrow morning. If you need to know logistics, call Mark in engineering.” With that, I hung up.
She snapped, “How dare you undermine me like that?”
“If you give him an inch, he’ll take a mile.”
“That’s my job!”
“No, it’s Mark’s job. The only job you have for the next two weeks is riding my cock.”
“Ugh! We had sex all last night.”
“And you’re ovulating for the next six.”
She loudly gasped. “How the hell do you know that?”
“I looked at the calendar on your phone. You made it nice and easy for me. You track everything.”
“Why on earth would you snoop at my personal—”
“I need to get you pregnant, and I don’t go into anything unprepared.”
“Oh. My. God. Just when I think you can’t get any worse, you go and prove me wrong. I can’t believe you. That’s private information.”
“We’re married now, Mrs. Hawkins. Get used to it. What are you doing here anyway?”
“What does it look like, asshole? I’m working.”
“Bullshit. Try again. With the truth this time.”
“Ugh! Fine! When I need to clear my head, this is what I do.”
“How’s that working out for you?”
“Just peachy before you bulldozed your way in here and started barking orders like I’m your dog.”
“What are you clearing your head from?”
“You!”
“Me?”
“Yes, you! This is a lot for me to take all at once, okay? In less than twenty-four hours we’ve gotten married, and you’ve spent more time inside of me than we have spent talking. You’re on some crusade to knock me up. Do you have any idea how much come came out of me in the shower this morning, Tristian?”
“We’re trying to make a baby. The more of my come inside of you, the better.”
“Is this recent research or…”
“Was I trying to fuck a baby inside someone before you?”
“Again with the crass.”
“I fuck, kitten. There’s no other way to say it.”
“You know what?” She looked down at her desk. “I don’t want to know.”
Grabbing her chin, I made her look up at me.
“I don’t half-ass anything in my life. From the moment you agreed to our grandfathers’ terms, I started researching the best way to get you pregnant with my baby. You and only you, kitten.”