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promise in his words.
    After opening the door to my bedroom, he carried me in, keeping the lights off. He laid me down gently on the bed, pulled my covers around my body, and hovered beside me for a moment. His hand brushed the hair from my face. “Of all the men in the world, thank you for picking me to be the first one to share your body with.” His face lowered to mine, then he kissed my forehead. “Thank you for giving me the gift of the first child to grow in your body. Thank you,” he breathed one last time before making his way toward the door.
    “Good night, Abel.” I rolled onto my side, watching him leave.
    “Good night, Adeline,” he replied, pausing in the doorway just long enough to send a sexy smirk over his shoulder at me. Right before he sucked on a couple of his fingers. “By the way, your cherry is delicious.”
    I felt my nipples harden despite the warmth of the blankets layered over me. I returned his tipped smile. “Don’t you mean my cherry pie is delicious?”
    That was when I realized which fingers he’d just tasted. The same ones he’d had skimming beneath my nightgown.
    His eyes smiled back at me as he slipped through the door. “That too.”

6
    Abel
    C hrist , she was a virgin.
    I understood why Adeline hadn’t wanted to mention it on her paperwork with the agency. She was right. That would have been especially appealing to would-be fathers, and instead of five other candidates, I would have been up against a legion of them.
    Hell, it was all I could think about, and we’d already come to terms with our arrangement. It wasn’t just the sheer ancestral thrill of being the first to know a woman’s body that was possessing me though. Part of the constant reminder was that when tonight came and Adeline was beneath me, her virginity needed to be at the forefront of my mind as I claimed her. I couldn’t hurt her. I wouldn’t hurt her. Even if it meant breaking my jaw from holding back, I would ensure my body caused hers no pain tonight.
    I didn’t want to plant my baby in her while she writhed in pain beneath me. I wanted to plant my baby in her while she experienced the first erotic pleasure of her life. I wanted her fingers clawing down my back while I took her, not digging into the mattress as she braced herself. I wanted her hips rocking up to meet mine, not tilting away from the pain. I wanted my sighs and moans of pleasure to tangle with hers, not cries of pain or whimpers of fear.
    I wanted to make love to her body for the first time the way Adeline Matthews deserved. I would too.
    My hand had to be close to developing callouses from the number of times I’d had to adjust myself today, but it was impossible to think about crawling into bed with Adeline and breaking through her sweet cherry without going rock hard. I’d be lucky if I made it to the end of day without unloading in my pants.
    Just the thought of feeling her unspoiled pussy, looking into her eyes as I broke through her virgin wall . . . I’d be lucky if I made it to five o’clock without blowing the load I’d been saving for her.
    Work typically focused me, but not today.
    Today, work was just enraging me. And surely the clock was fucking with me, slowing down time because it could sense my impatience.
    As I pulled on my tie, a knock sounded at my office door. Closing the email I’d spent half the afternoon studying, I leaned back from my desk. “Yeah?”
    A familiar face poked through the now-open door. “You missed the weekly recap meeting.”
    My face fell. “Fuck. I did.” Shaking my head, I checked the time. I’d missed my computer and phone alerts, not that I typically needed those. My schedule was so programed into my head I ran on autopilot most days. The job had never taken a backseat in my life—so why did it seem to today? “Did I miss anything important?”
    Ronan leaned into the wall across from me, pulling at his tie. The youngest Lockwood brother wasn’t exactly the company type like us