Chapter Seven
Ward
The light glinted off one of Susannah’s curls—that glorious strawberry blonde hair—as she twirled it around one of her fingers. She traced swirls with another fingertip in the damp moisture on her water glass.
I took another long drag from my beer. She was so f*****g gorgeous. Staring into her wide blue eyes, I recalled how hazy and dark they were when she was in the throes of going wild in my arms. My c**k twitched.
This was ridiculous. Here I was getting hard over a woman who just told me she was pregnant. What. The. f**k.
I scrambled for some sanity. I was stunned. I was a damn Boy Scout about using condoms, always prepared. Hell, I’d never even had unprotected s*x. Not once. Ever.
Even when I was a teenager, I’d been responsible. I might not have thought it thr
