Second Chance Scandal

They’d been tossing the ball back and forth for the last hour, and it didn’t seem like they had plans to stop anytime soon. I was sitting on the sidelines near Jax, watching them play. Surprised at how much I was truly enjoying it.

They looked beautiful together, so effortless and easy.

“Trust me.” I nodded. “I’m fully aware. He’s basically my dad’s prodigy.”

“I’m glad he had your dad.”

“Yeah, me too. He definitely has your genes, Jax. He also has your stubbornness and your ability to have me wrapped around his finger.”

“How do I get that ability again?”

I side-eyed him. “I walked right into that one.”

“Can you tell me about him?”

“What would you like to know?”

“How about we start with your pregnancy? How was it?”

“Oh … well, I gained like five hundred pounds.”

“Really? Where?”

“Everywhere.”

He looked over at me with a predatory regard that made me self-conscious.

“Stop looking at me like that.”

He grinned. “But you’re my favorite thing to look at.”

“Jax…”

“You know what? You’re right. Your breasts are bigger.”

My face flushed.

“I love that you still blush when I’m hitting on you.”

“Stop hitting on me.”

“Your hips are wider too.”

“Awesome. Anything else?”

He nodded to me. “Your ass, that’s bigger too.”

“Wow. This is a great conversation.”

He chuckled. “You’re still tiny, Baby Soph. Don’t worry, I can toss you around and put you where I want you.”

“Okay, moving right along…” I ignored his blatant flirting. “My water broke while I was in the shower, so for a good hour I didn’t know if I was actually in labor, or if I’d peed myself.”

He laughed, throwing his head back. Even after all these years, he still had such a great laugh.

“My labor was thirty-six hours.”

“That’s a long time.”