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3I glance over at Cameron as he drives. “Explain to me exactly what they said this appointment is about?” I frown. “Like, word for word.”“Nothing.” He slides his hand up my thigh. “This is just a formality to finalize the changes to Owen’s birth certificate.”I stare out through the front windscreen onto the rainy road. “Oh, okay.”He squeezes my thigh between his fingers. “It shouldn’t take long, I don’t think.”It’s Monday afternoon and we’re on our way to see the solicitor who called me last week. After tackling the traffic, we arrive and walk hand in hand to the office, through the swanky black doors.The receptionist looks up from her computer. “Hello.” She smiles and takes a double look at Cameron. “Ashley Tucker?”I nod and swallow the nervous lump in my throat. Solicitors always make me jumpy.“Take a seat, it won’t be a moment. Can I get you a glass of water or a cup of coffee?”“No, thanks.” I fall into the seat and look around the office nervously. Cam takes my hand into
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I smirk as I watch Cam dart around like a madman. Owen and I are lying on the queen bed, being completely lazy and unmotivated while Cameron is trying to organize us before he leaves for his stag night. It’s 4:00 on Saturday afternoon, and we’re in our luxury suite in Vegas. He’s just about to go.“Don’t forget your blankie,” he mutters almost to himself as he packs it in the bag.He power-walks into the other room and then reappears, scratching his head. He mutters to himself and disappears again.“Daddy’s going cuckoo,” I whisper as I snuggle into Owen.Owen nods and continues to watch his shows.“What time are you going out tonight?” Cam asks me as he appears again.I shrug. “Don’t know.”“Well, what are the plans?” He frowns.I shrug again. “I don’t know. There are no plans.”“No plans?” he repeats. “I thought you had plans.” He walks over and checks the charge on Owen’s iPad, plugging it in while he plays it. “What time did you say you would leave?”“Oh, I don’t care, we might ju
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“Hmm.” Joshua frowns. “Even if she wasn’t here anymore I would be her husband.”My heart starts to beat hard in my chest. “Someone get me a fucking double scotch immediately. I can’t deal with this shit.”Joshua laughs and stands to go to the bar.“Show me the ring,” Adrian asks.I dig around in my pocket and pull out the black velvet box and open it.It’s rose gold with a three-carat, perfect white diamond sitting proudly. Adrian smiles broadly. “We did good finding this.”“I should hope so, it took a week. Do you think she’ll like it?” I ask.“She’s going to love it.”“I would have liked a bigger one,” I say as I study it.“She wouldn’t be able to wear it to work then,” Adrian replies. “You want her to have something that she can wear all the time. Not just on special occasions.”I nod. “Yeah, I guess.”My phone dances across the table and the name Bloss lights up the screen. I smile and answer. “Hey, hot stuff.”“Oh, Cammy,” she purrs.Hmm. I glance up at Adrian and he frowns in qu
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“I am now that you’re here.”I snake my hand around to her behind. “You’re a terrible liar. I heard you laughing from the lobby.”She wraps her arms around my neck and nuzzles into my chest, and I widen my eyes at Natasha.Natasha giggles and bites her bottom lip, sensing she’s in trouble.“Oh, Ash. Come and show me this drink you’re having.” Adrian distracts her as he holds up the cocktail menu.I quickly walk over to Natasha and Jenna. “A word in private, you two,” I whisper.“Yes?” Natasha exclaims, too loud.“Ssh!” I snap.“I’m going to the bathroom,” Jenna calls.“Oh, me, too,” Tash whispers guiltily.Joshua chuckles and I roll my eyes. They’re about as subtle as a Mack truck.We walk around the corner, behind the potted plants, and I grab Natasha to stabilize her on her high heels. “What the hell are you doing?” I whisper. “Ashley’s drunk.”Natasha’s eyes widen in an over exaggerated way. “She is? We only had four drinks, though.”I glare at her. “And so are you!”She totters on
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4The morning sun peeks through the blinds and I can hear the birds chirping outside our window. The room is semi-dark, and the sound of Cam’s breathing as he sleeps is the only things to be heard. I hold out my hand and stare at the engagement ring on my finger, a broad smile crossing my face.I can’t believe it.I actually cannot believe it.I’m getting married, and not married to just anybody—I’m getting married to Cameron Stanton, the man of my dreams—the man of every woman’s dreams.How did I ever score this? I thought I was simply getting a slutty, hot hookup in Vegas and I somehow ended up pregnant... to someone who turned out to be the perfect male specimen.What were the chances?How in the heck has everything that was once so wrong turned out to be so right?It’s been a week today since Cam asked me to marry him with the perfect Vegas proposal, in the same place, at the same time, in the same scenario as we first met. I have floated through seven blissful days, and even thou
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I bring my legs up as I try to deal with the sensory overload. “Open your fucking legs!” he growls as he slams them back against the mattress.One more deep lick, and my whole body convulses forward as an orgasm rips through me. Before I can react, he has my legs lifted over his shoulders and he slams into me.“Fuck, yeah,” he whispers in my ear.He kisses me, and I can taste my own salty arousal on his lips, feel it in his stubble and, holy fuck, this man is off the charts.Then he’s riding me hard. Deep, punishing hits. All I can do is cling to him as his body takes what it needs from mine. Perspiration dusts his skin and his hair falls over his forehead as he concentrates.He widens his knees to give himself better control and really lets me have it.Ah, shit, the door. I glance over at it again. “The door, Cam,” I whisper.“Shut up and fuck me,” he growls. He turns his head to kiss my ankle and the sight of him tenderly caressing my foot as his cock near rips me in half is a senso
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He smiles sarcastically as he looks at his son in the rearview mirror. “Yes. Everyone in the car loves me. I’m a rock star.“Oh, man.” Owen sighs. “He’s doing that great thing again, Mom.”I laugh. “Yes, he is Owen.”“Destination is on your left,” our map lady tells us, and Cameron brings the car down to a slow roll.“Is this it?” Cam frowns as he looks up the long driveway.I shuffle through the papers and retrieve the address to read it out.“Yes, this is it.” He frowns as he looks around.A long pebble driveway that disappears into the paddocks is in front of us, and it has an old letterbox with a little plaque hanging down.Pemberley“What’s Pemberley?” Cameron frowns.I scramble through the papers. “I don’t know.” I read the paperwork again. “Oh, look, it’s the name of the property.” I bunch my shoulders up excitedly and Cam raises his eyebrows in surprise.My mouth falls open in surprise. “Oh, Cam. That’s the name of Mr. Darcy’s property.”“Pretty cool,” he mutters under his bre
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I smile as I stare out the window. “Look…” I point excitedly.Cameron peers down at the barn and tries to force a smile. “The land is nice,” he murmurs. He looks around. “I think a bulldozer is the best thing for the house, though.”I smile. “Are you kidding me? No way,” I whisper.He frowns.“We have to fix this house up. Bring it back to its former glory like Gloria and her husband had it.” I smile, filled with hope.He shakes his head. “Ash, no building company would take this on. The job is too big.”I peer through the window and grin. “No, Cam, we’re going to do everything ourselves.”He looks at me blankly.“Can you imagine the fun we would have? I want us to do this house up ourselves. Just me, you, and Owen.”“That’s ridiculous.” He looks around in disgust. “I know nothing about anything like that.”I smile and wrap my arms around him and Owen. “Oh, this is just perfect.”He scowls as he looks around. “Ashley...” He stops himself as his eyes roam the room. “I’m sorry to say, b
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“Don’t.” I pull from his grip. “And don’t tell me you like it rough, either,” I add. “That is way too much information which I do not need to know.”Abbie grabs Ben’s forearm. “Bridget needs to be punished. You need to take her home right now,” she says seriously. Of all the things she could have said. “In fact, give her one for me,” she adds.“Abbie!” I snap. “Shut the hell up.”Tash puts her hand over her mouth and bursts out laughing.Adrian’s and my eyes widen in horror.Ben nods. “That’s a good idea, Abs.”He grabs my arm and pulls me toward the door, and I snatch my arm from his hold.“Don’t touch me.”“Cut out the dramatics,” he says as he pushes me forward.“Dramatics?” I repeat as I storm toward the door. “You’ve lost the fucking plot.” I exit up the stairs, out onto the water’s edge on the cobblestone pavers.He falls into stride beside me and the ocean breeze whips through my hair.We walk in silence for a while and I glance over at him, seemingly deep in thought.“What are
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Your neck looks edible.I could sink my teeth into it.What?I frown and lift my eyes to his. He holds his beer up in a cheers symbol and takes a drink as his mischievous eyes hold mine. He’s sitting back in his seat, legs wide, and his huge shoulders show off all his power. Unable to help themselves, my eyes roam down to his strong muscular forearms and I swallow the lump in my throat. Honestly… why the hell is he so freaking hot?The conversation carries on around us as my heart rate picks up.Okay, what the actual fuck is going on here? I’m not imagining this.That was a definite flirty text.But what do I write back?Fuck off, asshole. That’s what I need to write. I text back:Vampires aren’t really my thing.He reads his text and smirks. I pick up my drink and sip it as I make eye contact with Adrian, who frowns subtly in question. My phone beeps again.Have you thought about me?I swallow the lump in my throat and immediately text back.Never.A reply bounces back.Liar.I feel
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The table erupts into giggles and I choke on my drink. That is such a Cameron thing to say. Cameron is Joshua’s younger brother, and someone very dear to us all. He’s never serious for a moment, and it’s hard to believe he’s a doctor in L.A. He’s cheeky as all hell and keeps us amused with his wicked one-liners and sense of humor. He has every woman he meets eating out of his hand.“Cameron!” Abbie snaps, feigning shock. “For your information, I do not bang like a barn door.”He smiles into his beer. “I beg to differ.” His eyes dance with delight as he teases.“You wish you knew if I banged like a barn door, Cam,” she replies flatly.He raises his glass with a grin.Joshua frowns. “I think you might need a new phone, Didge.” He narrows his eyes as he concentrates. “The engage seems to be disabled.”I roll my eyes. “Will you speak English? What does that even mean?” He looks up at me and raises a brow. “It means it’s fucked.” He hands it back over the table to Natasha, who hands it to
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“Bring him to me?” I repeat with a raised brow. Is he kidding me? “What are you, Henry VIII now?” Unable to help it, I smirk. “What are you going to do, Ben? Behead him?”His eyes hold mine for an extended moment. “Possibly.” He must realize how ridiculous he just sounded because he smiles sexily. “It’s tempting.”Our eyes lock and a ripple of electricity zaps in the air between us.Cut it out.Silence hangs, but he finally breaks it. “It’s good to see you, Didge. I’ve thought of you often.”My eyes search his. I get a lump of regret in my throat and I just want to shake him for putting me through hell.I force a smile. “You, too.”I don’t mean it. Seeing him only makes it hurt that little bit more, knowing we didn’t work out. Unfortunately, I wasn’t imagining the chemistry we had. I always had hoped that maybe it had been a dream. I thought that if we ever saw each other again it would be like seeing an old friend in the street—I would feel nothing and be happy that I had moved on an
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“He’s not that bad.” I laugh. “And yes, he’s a cop… and he’s smoking hot, so he’s got a lot to love. Keep your opinions to yourself, Abs. Please remember you’re dating a gorilla on steroids. You can’t exactly judge.”Natasha and Abbey laugh, and I glance up and see Max smirking in the rearview mirror.“Yeah, well, that gorilla is an animal. I’m so down with gorillas.”Tash and I smirk because Abbey is a slut—a bona fide, self-confessed, slut. She loves men and sex, and she’s enjoying every perk of being a super attractive single woman. Her hair is long and golden, and she has a kicking body that she shows off unashamedly.She has every man she meets eating out of her hand.Her mantra is no boyfriends, no strings… just fun.And, boy, does she have the fun. I don’t know how she has the energy, to be honest. It seems like a lot of work.The car comes to a slow crawl before it stops, and we climb out to make our way to the bar where we’re all meeting.Joshua, Cameron, Scott, and Adrian ar
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I know he’s strong. I know he’s not a talker. But those nights in his arms were filled with tenderness and love.Where is that man?Because I want him back.I lie in the darkness at 1:00 a.m. The sound of the ocean drifts through the room and the soft breeze rolls over my body. As usual, I’m torturing myself with thoughts of Ben Statham and his beautiful body. Where is he now? Is he asleep?The last time we were together I told him I loved him. I never meant to, but I couldn’t help it. I was all soft and emotional from my orgasm-high, and the words just slipped out.Is that why he ran?I blow out a deep breath and stare at the ceiling as I go over that last night we spent together for the ten-thousandth time.If I knew it was to be our last night together I would have done more, said more,done anything to make him stay.The door opens, and I roll over. My heart catches in my chest.“Ben,” I whisper.He walks in and closes the door behind him, his hands clenching at his sides. He seem
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Cameron looks up and spots me watching him through the window, and he smiles sexily and makes his way across the garden. Before I know it he wraps his arms around me from behind and kisses me.“Permet de se faufiler au lit.” (Translation: Let’s sneak off to bed.) He nibbles on my neck and I smile as I try to wriggle away from him.“No.” I turn, and he takes me in his arms. I look up at him and he kisses me softly. “You know, you’re kind of all right for a farm boy.” My hands drop to his behind and I give it a squeeze. Everything is still gorgeous about my man; he’s only gotten better with age.He smiles sexily down at me. “I’ll show you what a farm boy can really do.”“Dad!” Juliet calls.He rolls his eyes.“Dad!” Zander yells. “Where did you go?”He puffs air in his cheeks and looks out the window, and then smiles broadly as an idea comes to him. He ducks down and crawls through the kitchen and back through the house.“What are you doing?” I ask as he crawls up the hall, towards the
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I nod and scrunch my eyes shut as another contraction comes. My doctor walks into the room. “The doctor is here.”“Put him on,” Cameron asks.I hand the phone to the doctor. “It’s Cameron.”He frowns and takes the phone. “Hello?” He listens for a moment. “Why? Where are you?” he asks. “Just a minute. “He puts the phone down and gives me an internal and then gets back on the phone. “She’s nearly ready to push. I’ll do my best. It’s progressing very fast.” He hands the phone back to me.“Hey, Bloss. I’m coming, babe.”I nod as tears start to roll down my face. He’s not going to make it. I know he’s not.“I love you,” I whisper.“I love you, too. I’ll be there as soon as I can.” He hangs up.I start to cry, blubbering-mess-crying, and I just want Cameron here. Why, oh, why today of all days?My eyes widen, and then I scrunch them shut.“What is it?” Adrian frowns.“I need to push.”CameronI tear off my gloves and run out of the operating room. I bang the elevator button three times.“Co
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“Get on a plane. I’ll hire you a private plane,” I stammer.“It will take that long getting into one airport and out of the other…it’s quicker if I drive.”Shit.“All right.” I pause for a moment. “Can you leave immediately?”“Yes.” He sighs. “On my way.”I blow out a breath and the nurse wipes the perspiration from my brow. The room falls silent and everyone is edgy. I inhale deeply as I try to calm myself down. “Hanna,” I call.“Yes, Doctor.”“Can you keep in contact with Ashley by phone, please, and let me know if there’s any change, other than that I need to concentrate here.”“Yes, of course.” She pauses for a moment. “Calling her now.”I inhale again as I try to slow my heart to a regular beat.It’s okay, I’m going get there… fate couldn’t be so cruel as to let me miss another birth.Hold on, Bloss... hold on.Ashley“Ahhhhh!” I call as I sit slumped over in the car.Adrian’s eyes are nearly popping from the sockets and he’s driving like a maniac. We’ve been stuck in traffic for
