Pride & A Pregnancy Secret
"It's time to wake, sleeping beauty." The voice was deep, dark and achingly familiar.
Jessica Cotter's eyelashes fluttered in response. A masculine hand cupped her shoulder and stroked her skin. Her lover's touch. Warm and secure under the down duvet, Jessica gave a small moan of contentment and snuggled deeper under the bedclothes.
"Wake up, Jess."
Even through the mist of sleep she sensed him coming closer, bending over her. Instead of kissing her, he pulled the covers back. Screwing her eyes tightly shut to resist the onset of the day, Jessica curled into a ball and murmured a protest.
Then she caught his scent. One hundred percent pure male. Turn-on sexy. A hint of the heat they'd shared in the dark of the night still clung to the air. The protest became a soft moan. She shifted against the sleek satin sheet, stretched a little. Her body arching toward him, her eyes still closed, she waited for his touch.
His fingers tightened on her flesh. This time he gave her shoulder a little shake.
"Get up, Jessica!"
She opened her eyes. It took a moment to get her bearings. Ryan Blackstone's penthouse.
The morning of his father's funeral.
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