Page 223 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 2

“Just like eating ten huge pickles on the sidewalk of Manhattan was worth it?”

“Mhm. But it was only five.” I took a bite of watermelon.Holy summery goodness.I was glad we could still find watermelon now that it was fall. I’d been very worried about that. And I half suspected that James had paid our local market to keep them in stock. “Thank you,” I quickly added. He had gone all the way downstairs to get it because I said I was too cold to leave our bed.

“You know I do whatever you ask when you distract me with those.” His gaze wandered down to my exposed breasts.

We’d been in bed together ever since coming back from the restaurant. And I’d decided I no longer liked wearing clothing. Pregnancy changed people, right? I was now a nudist. A watermelon eating nudist. I took another bite and a little juice fell on one of my breasts.

James leaned down and licked it off, his eyes locking on mine.

I bit my lip. I wasn’t sure which thing I wanted more right now. Another bite of watermelon or more of James’ tongue.Just kidding.I wanted him. I was about to put the bowl down on the nightstand when James shifted lower.

Yes, please.Would it be acceptable to eat watermelon while James went down on me? I thought about it for a second. Nope, it was too weird.

But then he stopped far too soon and kissed my stomach. “Hey, baby girl.” He put his hand on my stomach, splaying his fingers. “How are you doing in there?”

I smiled down at him.

“Good, good,” he said. “You know…I feel like we should probably tell you…you’re going to have a niece or nephew soon too.”

I laughed. “James, Daphne isn’t pregnant.”

He smiled up at me. “I don’t know…it sounds like our daughter agrees with me.”

“We’re having a boy.”

“I think we need to bet on both of those things. What do I get if we have a girl? And what do I get if Daphne is knocked up?”

I laughed. “Good move separating them. Because it would have been a lot harder to win if you lumped them together.”

“I’m the good negotiator in our family, remember?” He lifted his left eyebrow.

I made a few concessions to be nice to Justin and now I was a terrible negotiator?No way.I put my bowl of watermelon down. I needed to focus. “Okay, if I’m right about our son…” my voice trailed off. “You have to get another tattoo. Because your heart will beat for him too.”

He smiled and kissed my stomach. “Your mother is terrible at this. I was already going to do that.”

Damn it.“And if Daphne isn’t pregnant…you have to use your charm to make her like me. Because I still really want her to like me even though you said it’ll all work out.”

He shook his head. “That was some truly awful negotiating, Penny. I was already going to do that too. Why’d you think I said it was all going to work out?”

I picked up a pillow and threw it at him.

He caught it before it hit him and laughed.

“Let me change my rewards then,” I said.

“No way. You’re locked in.”

I stuck my tongue out at him.

“You better put that away unless you want it on my cock.”

I kept it out.

He reached out and tapped on the tip of my tongue with his hand.

I laughed. “What do you want if you win?”

“I haven’t decided yet. When I win, I’ll just ask for whatever I want.”