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“I gotta say, this whole two kids, pregnant wife, and a record store fueled by banana bread and yarn, is by far the best chaos I’ve ever had.” His voice is rich with gravel-like warmth as he leans into my ear. “Plus, I’m gonna carry you out of here, take you home, and do dirty, filthy things to you tonight.”

My eyes darken and my clit throbs as I stare up at the man I’m endlessly in love with. “Mmm… like what?”

He resituates himself on the couch and stares at me. “Well, for starters, those tits look pretty full.” He leans in and tugs the top of my dress down, exposing my hard breasts. “You’re gonna let me suck them dry.”

I’m not sure if I’m just extra horny during this pregnancy or if I’ve discovered a new kink. Either way, I can’t get enough of him talking like this.

He leans into my breast, licks the nipple, and scrapes his teeth gently across my flesh. “Tell me you belong to me, baby girl.”

“I belong to you,” I pant, watching his eyes turn dark and feral.

“Good girl.” He suckles at my breast for a moment, letting the milk drip from the corners of his mouth as he swallows. “Now let’s get that pretty little ass home. I’ve gotta help you relax.” He stands and lifts me up from the couch, his biceps flexing the dark tattoos on his arm as he moves.

Good people aren’t always good. Sometimes, they break things to survive. They lie to protect, and they stumble under the weight of choices no one else can see. Thankfully, goodness isn’t about being flawless. It’s about choosing love after you’ve been broken. It’s about believing you deserve more than the life you’ve been given.

Ghost lived in survival mode for years, but somehow, he broughtmeto life. And for that, I’ll forever be grateful. I lean in close, a smile on my lips as he pushes open the front door.“I love you, babe.”

He kisses the top of my head, his warm breath against my hair. “Love you, more.”