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whispered, turning to Sally. “He’s going to try and take the baby from me.”
    “He can try but it’s gonna be kind of hard,” she said.
    I gave her a questioning look and a smile spread over her face. She held up her phone, punched a few buttons and Jimmy’s voice filled the room. “That is my brat inside there…”
    My jaw dropped. “You recorded it?”
    “Damn straight. Now, I say we find out where to go to file a restraining order. It’ll serve the fucker right.”
    Ten minutes later, we were out the door.
    *     *     *
    Three Months Later
    The baby is restless tonight . Maybe she will settle down if I take a bath. As I ran the bath water, I thought about how the past couple of months had flown by. Jimmy called once after being served the restraining order to chew me out. Thank goodness Sally showed me how to block his call. I hadn’t heard from him since.
    Stripping off my robe, I stared into the mirror. My body had drastically changed with pregnancy. I had only gained nine pounds, but by the looks of my hips and breasts, you would think I’d gained twenty nine pounds. Dillon, up on his forearms, pounding into me flashed through my head. Damn these pregnancy hormones . I had managed already to burn out one vibrator and my second one appeared to be on its last leg. Sally had kindly offered me hers. She’d purchased it from some on-line sex toy company and named it Big Roy. I felt the name was appropriate because, well, it was freakishly huge. Surprisingly, when she offered it to me, I was able to suppress the urge to vomit all over her. I’m all about sharing, but this was a bit much. I turned off the water and carefully lowered myself down into the tub.
    Once the morning sickness had passed, I actually felt pretty good. The doctor said I was measuring around thirty-six weeks. The toughest part had been telling Uncle Charlie about the pregnancy. I knew he thought this was Jimmy’s child. I also knew if I told him it wasn’t, I’d have to explain what happened with Dillon and I wasn’t ready to do that…at least, not yet.
    Brutus barked from the front of the house as the doorbell rang. Since Sally was at work, I was the only one home. I lay there hoping whoever it was would get the hint and go away. A minute passed and he finally stopped barking. I relaxed back into the warm bath and closed my eyes. The vision of Dillon moving deep inside me flickered through my head again. His silver-eyed stare pierced through me right before he tossed his head back and growled out his release. The beautifully intricate fish tattoo inked across the left side of his chest rippled with his taut muscles and looked as if it was actually swimming. Needing release, I slid my hands over my protruding stomach and down between my legs.
    “I sure hope it’s me you’re fantasizing about,” Jimmy said from the doorway.
    “Shit!” I loudly exclaimed. I reflexively covered myself with my hands and accidentally splashed water everywhere. “Go away! You can’t be here! Wait! How did you even get in here?”
    He smiled and waved the key back and forth in the air. “You forgot you put this above the front door, didn’t you?”
    Damn!
    “Please leave.” I calmly said.
    In typical Jimmy fashion, he replied with a, “No thanks. I think I’ll stay and see how my baby is coming along.”
    Gritting my teeth, I reached down beside the tub and grabbed the robe from the floor. I stood and attempted to put it on, which proved to be difficult with me being soaking wet. When I finally managed to get it situated, it clung obscenely to me. As I stepped from the bath, water dripped all over the floor but I didn’t care. All I wanted was to get this man out of my house as quickly as possible.
    “Wow, you sure chunked up,” Jimmy rudely stated.
    Pretending his words didn’t bother me, I said, “You need to leave, Jimmy. Not only is this highly inappropriate, but you are violating the restraining order.”
    “What is