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Seeming to read her mind, Grady picked her up and carried her to the couch. In a frenzy to unbutton her jeans, he growled out a frustrated groan.
“I need more hands,” he muttered. “I want to touch you everywhere, all at once.”
As her pants came undone under his harried
ministrations, he paused to place a hot, scorching palm over her stomach, right over their baby. The move jolted her and zapped her back to reality, reminding her how sex would be a really bad idea right now. Too much was still unresolved.
“Stop,” she panted, covering his hands with her shaking fingers.
Grady lifted his face but kept his fingers on their unborn child. His eyes had dilated, and the heat she saw in them about made her forget their problems and drag him down to finish what he’d started. It was a little overwhelming to see just how 114
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much he desired her. They weren’t in Houston now.
She hadn’t liquored him up first and coerced him into doing the unspeakable. This was pure, hot need in its rawest form, coming at her from a man she’d never thought would willingly want her. But…
“This isn’t going to resolve anything,” she said, taking a deep breath.
She wouldn’t stop him if he pressed the matter.
In fact, with the slightest cajoling, she’d probably beg him for more until they were both naked and sweaty and depleted from rippling orgasms. But he seemed to realize the timing was wrong too.
Blowing out a breath, he lifted his hands from her and scooted to the other end of the couch. After rearranging his zipper to relieve some of the pressure behind it, he slouched down into the cushions and cradled his head.
B.J. pushed her bra back into place, biting her lip when rough cloth abraded her pouting nipples.
Then she went and retrieved her shirt. She noticed he wouldn’t look at her until she slipped the top on and was smoothing it down over her hips.
“I won’t marry you,” she said.
His gaze was unreadable. He studied her a
moment and then nodded. “I think we should at least tell our families together.”
B.J. arched an eyebrow. “Tell them what? That we’re not getting married?”
“That you’re pregnant,” he corrected, sending her a scowl for her lame attempt at sarcasm.
“Unless...you’ve already told yours. But from the way you talked, I assumed you hadn’t told anyone yet.” She shook her head. “No. I haven’t.”
“Okay.” He nodded. “Then we should do that
together.”
“All right,” she muttered reluctantly. But that was definitely going to be one chore she wanted to 115
put off.
When she glanced at him, though, and saw the expectant look in his eyes, she winced. “What? Right now?”
He scowled. “When exactly did you plan on
telling them? After the baby’s born?”
She shrugged a little guiltily. “I don’t know. But putting it off for as long as possible did sound like a good plan.”
Grady sighed. “We can’t put it off now we know the word’s spreading. Our families need to learn from us...especially your side.”
“My side!? Why especially my side?”
“Probably because my folks wouldn’t think twice if they heard you were pregnant. They wouldn’t know it’s mine. But it’s pretty obvious the baby is yours...so, it’s more urgent to tell your side.”
She sighed out a sound of disgust. “God... Fine, let’s get this over with then.”
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Since Grady won the argument over telling their families together and right away, he let her drive when she insisted.
Leroy and Jeb were still at the hangar, working when she and Grady arrived. Buck was gone, no doubt home with his bitchy wife and bratty
daughter.
And Rudy was absent as well, more than likely at some bar, getting drunk off his ass.
Stopping in the doorway, B.J. could feel Grady stumble to a halt beside her. From the corner of her eye, she saw him glance at her curiously, probably worried she was going to chicken out.
But that wasn’t what she did.
He wanted her to make the announcement. So,
she’d announce.
Cupping her hands around her mouth, she
hollered into the huge tin building. “Hey!” she yelled, 116
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her voice echoing back to her.
Pop turned, and Leroy set down the blowtorch he was getting ready to use.
“If anyone cares to know. We’re having a baby.”
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With that said, B.J. turned to stalk off. Grady remained in the wide entrance, staring after her. A clanging of metal sounded from Leroy’s direction, probably him dropping the blowtorch.