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“Gianna, is everything okay?”I ask.“Is the baby coming?”

“Probably not,” she says, “but I’m having a lot of those irregular, false contractions.I have some ice cream and a movie, and I was wondering if you want to come over and hang out?”

I look at the time.It’s already nine p.m.Normally, I’d say no.But she’s heavily pregnant and all alone, and she’s gotta be scared.

“I’m on my way,” I say, “but I’m bringing pajamas and staying the night.It’ll be a sleepover.”

“Are you sure?”

“Wouldn’t offer if I wasn’t,” I say in a cheerful voice.

“I am going to owe you so big after all of this,” she says.“You’ll have to have a kid soon, okay?”

“So you can pay me back?”I ask with a laugh.“That’s maybe not the reason I want to get pregnant.”

She laughs.“Maybe not the only reason.”

“I’ll be there in twenty minutes, okay?”

“Okay.Thanks, Ella.”

“You’re welcome.”I end the call and look at Kingston.“I’m sorry, I have to go?—”

“Totally fine, I understand,” he says.

I text my guards to let them know I’ll be leaving soon.Then I point to the imprint of Kingston’s semi-hard cock against his boxer briefs.“Daddy, can I suck you before it’s time to go?”

His smile is wicked.“Only because you asked so nicely…and only if you let me fuck your face.”

“That’s so inappropriate,” I whisper, putting on a shocked expression.

“Open wide, sweet thing.I’m going to defile you before you go to your friend’s house.”

TWENTY-ONE

Ella

After Kingston finished in my mouth, his hand thick and heavy in my hair, I had just enough time to take a very fast shower and grab a change of clothes for Gianna’s house.I figure it would be extremely tacky to arrive smelling like sex and come.

The ride over to Gianna and Tommy’s complex in Old Thirty-Three goes by quickly and quietly.Cora and a new guy are my guards tonight, although Cora explained they’ll have to switch shifts midway through the night.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t think about what a sleepover would do for you guys.Once I’m safely tucked in, couldn’t you take off?”

“That’s not how this works,” she says, sending me a reassuring grin as Keith, the new guy, winds us through the city streets.“This is our job, and you’re paying Ironwood good money for us to do it.Don’t feel bad for living your life.”

Words to live by.I’m finding it easier not to feel bad, the longer I stay with Kingston and Sebastian.Those two make me feel like I deserve more than I’d been getting.

They’ve been giving me so much—not only of their hearts, but of their bodies, as well.I’m glad I cleaned up before leaving the penthouse, or I’d be blushing at that thought, worried about whether the bodyguards and Gianna would be able to tell what my guys and I had gotten up to.

When we arrive at the apartment and Gianna opens the door for me, though, she just laughs.“You’re positively glowing.I don’t want to know what you were doing before you came over.”

“I won’t kiss and tell,” I say primly.

“Come on in,” she says.

Keith holds up a hand.“We just need to check the premises first.”

“Oh, right, sorry.”Gianna fiddles with the black tunic dress she’s wearing.It’s barely doing the job of covering her thighs, so she has it paired with light gray leggings.“Where are you two going to stay?I don’t have an extra room…”