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I’m panting, not wanting to leave the high I’m in. Max peppers kisses on my cheek and nose. “Te amo,” he breathes in a breathless whisper.

“I love you too. Always.” And forever.

Max rolls off me, his hand lying protectively on my belly. “I’m excited. I don’t care what we have, as long as he or she is healthy.”

A wide smile beams on my face. I run my fingers through Max’s damp hair. “Me too. I can’t wait for us to be parents, Max. I’ve dreamt it.”

“You have?” he smiles, surprised.

I shake my head at him, laughing. “Always. But only with you.”

He shifts down. I watch him press his lips to my stomach. He stays there for a moment. “Hey, baby. I can’t wait to hold you.” He pauses. “I’m your dad.”

Tears fill my eyes. I tell you, one minute I’m crying in pleasure, and the next, I’m crying over my man speaking to his unborn child.

“Just know I’ll always take care of you two.”

“I know you will. I never doubted you,” I say.

His piercing green eyes look up at me from my stomach. Something moves across his face. Relief. He didn’t have to say it. He didn’t have to.

We lay in each other’s arms for a couple of minutes before we get dressed.

Now I’m so exhausted.

We walk out of the house, both of us looking like we wrestled each other. I hadn’t noticed that I slightly ripped his shirt when I pulled it, and my dress is completely wrinkled. And the breeze fanning my bare ass.

Max opens the car door. “Get in, Mama. Let’s take you home and put you to bed.”

Fucking hell. Mama? Damn, that sends tingles down to my core. I’m too tired and sore for any more sex. He needs to stop talking. He leans in to buckle me. Then surprises me with a slow, passionate kiss.

“You’re one hot mama.” He winks, messing with me.

We both crack up laughing. He knows what he does to me. It is infuriating, but welcomed. “Take me home…Daddy,” I shoot back, and I can’t help but giggle.

He groans. “I’ll take it, but you have to add the word big to it.”

“Sure, big daddy.”

We joke freely.

“Woman, don’t make me take you back inside.”

We drive back to our home with a smile on our faces, completely content.

I check my phone while Max drives. Seven anonymous missed calls. I set the phone face down on my lap. Who could it be? Carlos… Leo. The warmth of the night cools a little in my chest.

Chapter 33

Max

My stubborn ass woman wants to come to the Underground after I deliberately told her no. She huffs and puffs for an hour, stating she might need to clean my wounds. I’m not about to put her at risk and our child.

Then she says, “If something happens, Max…I can’t live without you.”

My heart softens, but I only clench my jaw tighter. My dad walks in from the clubhouse, where he was lifting weights, covered in sweat.

“What is going on?” He stares at my girl’s pleading face.