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Story: Vows of Betrayal
“You had to have emergency surgery. Again. You shouldn't have been doing—” I started to get all flustered, “what you were doing.”
He laughed quietly and said, “I was having a great fucking time.”
Heat rose to my cheeks before I could fully process what he'd just said. In an instant, my nipples were hard.
Gosh.
I was weak.
“You're in the hospital for a reason, Stefan. And that is not something you should be doing under the circumstances.”
His eyes dragged down my body and back up again. “Was that the first time anyone's made you come?”
My.
Jaw.
Dropped.
Was this guy for real?
“Is this an appropriate topic around babies?” I snapped at him, even though what I really wanted to do was put both of the babies in the stroller and kiss Stefan.
“They don't understand a word we're saying.”
I frowned at him and switched the baby to my other shoulder. He was starting to fuss around. I hoped Giselle came back soon.
“Answer my question,” he asked, but I ignored him. I patted the baby's back and walked around the room a bit. That only seemed to make it worse.
The poor little guy started wailing.
Yikes.
“Bring him over here. You take this one,” Stefan suggested. I didn't think that was a good idea.
“So you can rip more stitches? I don't think so.” I frowned at him and added a little bounce to my walk.
The baby didn't dig that either.
“The nurses are going to come in and give us shit. Bring him over here,” Stefan ordered again. But there was no way I was going to do that.
Nope.
Stefan wasn't going to have emergency surgery again.
“He's fine,” I said right back. I wasn't sure if he heard me over the screaming, though.
A minute later, someone strode through the door.
Holy crap.
It was the lumberjack.
“I'll take him,” Carlo said, stepping up to me. I handed the baby over gratefully.
“Sorry, I don't think he likes me.”
Carlo's eyes landed on mine, and he grinned. “He likes you. He just likes his brother more. Watch this.” He jerked his head toward the stroller and set the screaming infant in there. Then he walked up to Stefan and whisked the baby away from him.
He laughed quietly and said, “I was having a great fucking time.”
Heat rose to my cheeks before I could fully process what he'd just said. In an instant, my nipples were hard.
Gosh.
I was weak.
“You're in the hospital for a reason, Stefan. And that is not something you should be doing under the circumstances.”
His eyes dragged down my body and back up again. “Was that the first time anyone's made you come?”
My.
Jaw.
Dropped.
Was this guy for real?
“Is this an appropriate topic around babies?” I snapped at him, even though what I really wanted to do was put both of the babies in the stroller and kiss Stefan.
“They don't understand a word we're saying.”
I frowned at him and switched the baby to my other shoulder. He was starting to fuss around. I hoped Giselle came back soon.
“Answer my question,” he asked, but I ignored him. I patted the baby's back and walked around the room a bit. That only seemed to make it worse.
The poor little guy started wailing.
Yikes.
“Bring him over here. You take this one,” Stefan suggested. I didn't think that was a good idea.
“So you can rip more stitches? I don't think so.” I frowned at him and added a little bounce to my walk.
The baby didn't dig that either.
“The nurses are going to come in and give us shit. Bring him over here,” Stefan ordered again. But there was no way I was going to do that.
Nope.
Stefan wasn't going to have emergency surgery again.
“He's fine,” I said right back. I wasn't sure if he heard me over the screaming, though.
A minute later, someone strode through the door.
Holy crap.
It was the lumberjack.
“I'll take him,” Carlo said, stepping up to me. I handed the baby over gratefully.
“Sorry, I don't think he likes me.”
Carlo's eyes landed on mine, and he grinned. “He likes you. He just likes his brother more. Watch this.” He jerked his head toward the stroller and set the screaming infant in there. Then he walked up to Stefan and whisked the baby away from him.
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