“Please, fuck me, Henry.”

Withdrawing from her tight heat until only the tip of him remained, he stared into her eyes and plunged back inside her. She bit her lip to keep in her cries. He took her mouth, swallowing down her screams as she gave them to him.

He fucked her on the desk, loving every second of her in his arms.

Over and over, he staked his claim on her body wanting her to feel for him what he did for her.

Henry changed from kissing her lips to looking down at where they were connected. The lips of her sex were open revealing his cock sliding in and out. He’d forgotten the condom, but it didn’t matter. She was protected.

A small spark of pain struck from knowing she was protected against the possibility of them conceiving a child.

Reaching down, he pressed on her swollen nub feeling her body convulse at his delicate touch. April splintered apart in his arms, and he followed her into bliss, crying out. He wrapped his arms around her body holding her close.

His orgasm started to ebb away, and all he wanted to do was take her back to his place to make love to her well into the night.

Instead, he stared into her eyes. “There’s something between us, and you need to realize I’m not going anywhere.” He pressed a kiss to her lips. “Tell someone else to serve those men, April. They’re getting worse, and they’ll start trying to maul at you.”

He took some tissues out of the box Marcel kept on his desk. Henry cleaned the seed from the lips of her sex and thighs before wiping their residue from his cock. Tucking himself back into his pants, he helped her off the table.

“I’m worried about you.”

She nodded. “I will.”

Henry dropped a kiss to her lips. “We need to talk.”

“Not tonight. Please, give me some space tonight.”

For several moments he stared at her wanting to deny her. “Fine, I’ll take you home and give you tonight, but tomorrow we need to talk.”


“He doesn’t know?” David asked, taking a seat beside her.

April shook her head. “I lied to him, and now I think I might be pregnant.” She bit her lip as the truth spilled from her lips. After Henry dropped her off, she called David and asked if she could talk to him. She’d been surprised he was awake, but he worked nights like she did, only he worked at a nightclub.

“You’ve got to tell him.”

“I can’t. He’ll hate me.”

“That man is in love with you. You’ve got no chance of him hating you and more chance of him being over the moon. Have you taken a test yet to see if you are?”

She shook her head. “No.”

“Tell him and come clean. This can only be hard for the both of you.”

The tears she’d kept at bay suddenly released, and she couldn’t help but cry. “I can’t stop feeling guilty.”

David held her close as the tears kept falling. “You’ve got to stop feeling guilty. Falling in love is nothing to be guilty about. What happened was awful, but you’ve got to realize what you’ve got in front of you. Henry is an amazing man. Give him a chance and allow yourself to fall in love before you lose something wonderful.”

April stared up at him, wiping the tears from her eyes. “You’re a wonderful person,” she said.

“Thank you. I try to be as wonderful as possible.” He pulled a funny face, making her laugh.

“You are.” She rifled through her pocket and pulled out a little piece of paper. “I know it took some time, but I found a woman for you to date. This is Kate’s number. She’s beautiful and sweet. Take care of her. You’re her first date in over three years. She was hurt, and she wants to have some fun.”

He took the paper from her fingers and pocketed the number. “You’re too sweet. I was only kidding about the date thing.”

“No, you weren’t.”

“I’m going to head home for the night. Talk to Henry and you’ll see there’s nothing to be afraid of.”

“I will. Thank you.” She saw David out and gave him a wave. It was late, and she was tired. As she took one last look around the sitting room, the blankness of it struck her hard. Since Henry’s revelation about Julia she’d removed all the photos that contained all the memories. Her apartment was bland with no personal affects.

Shaking her head, she went to bed determined to come clean to Henry the following day. She set her alarm for seven, and once she woke up, she headed toward his favorite bakery. With coffee and a baked bun, she made her way to his apartment building. The guy working the door remembered her and allowed her inside without alerting Henry. She took the elevator not needing the morning workout. Her diet hadn’t been all that good over the last couple of days.

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