Y’all. Y’all.
This man turned around so slowly it felt like a horror movie. His eyes were blazing. His jaw clenched. His voice dropped an octave so deep I felt it in my pelvic bone.
“No, kitten.”
I blinked. “What?”
“You’re not going to school.”
I laughed. Like actually laughed. Because I thought he was joking. “Damon, I’m pregnant. Not dead. I have exams coming up.”
He set his espresso down. Walked toward me like a panther. All calm and deadly. “You are carrying my pups,” he said. “You will be homeschooled from now on. And since you’re in your last year of high school, it only makes it easier.”
I looked at him like he had grown two heads. “You’re insane.”
“And you’re glowing.”
“Stop trying to be charming.”
“I’m not. You’re literally glowing. You have my scent all over you. You th
