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  “Yeah. It’s only a couple of weeks away. I know Alaric has a lot of plans.”

  She smiled thinking about Alaric. She had only met him once or twice, but he seemed to be as big of an asshole as Rex. “I hadn’t really thought that far ahead. I’ll probably stay home and watch Christmas films, eat too much, and then go to bed. Lidia may invite me over, but I think Frank is taking her away for a few days.”

  “Do you like Christmas?”

  “Yeah, I do. Do you?”

  “Sometimes.”

  “You don’t hate it all the time?” she asked.

  “No, not all the time. Just some of the time. I don’t know.”

  “Do you have any family?”

  “No.”

  Silence fell between them.

  “Are you not going to ask me if I have any?” she asked, sitting up, and placing a hand on his chest. She wrapped the blanket around her body, covering herself up.

  “I know you have family. Why aren’t you spending Christmas with them?”

  “They’re going on a cruise, and we’re not close.”

  “Were they not good parents?”

  “They were. I just didn’t want to stay at home. I wanted to move around, and I’ve not been back in a long time. We talk still, and they constantly send me presents for my birthday and Christmas. Lidia and Frank have been more involved in my life. I adore them both.”

  “They’re good people.” He reached up, stroking a finger down her cheek. “I’ve wasted so much time.”

  She frowned. “What do you mean?”

  “It’s nothing. Just ignore me. Why don’t we spend Christmas together?”

  “You want to spend Christmas with me?”

  “Yeah. I’d love to actually. We can have presents, and a tree. You can decorate this place.”

  “You mean we?” she asked.

  “We?”

  “I’m not decorating your place on my own. If we’re going to have Christmas together then we’re going to do it together.”

  The hand on her face moved down, taking hold of the blanket, and tearing it from her grip. She didn’t put up much of a fight, giggling as he pulled her to him.

  Within seconds she was on her knees and he was sliding deep inside her. The laughter changed to moans as he filled her pussy.

  “I could stay inside your pussy all night fucking long. It’s like heaven, only better.”

  He gripped her hips, holding her tight as he began to drive his cock inside her.

  She gasped, holding onto the sheet beneath her. He pulled all of the way out of her so that only the tip remained.

  “We’ll do it together,” he said.

  “Yes.” She smiled, and glanced behind her. His gaze was focused on her, and there was something in his gaze. She didn’t know what it was, but the penetration felt soul deep.

  Shoving her hair out of the way, she couldn’t look away.

  Slowly, inch by inch, he sank his cock inside her. There was no way to close her eyes, even as he reached beneath her, and began to stroke her clit.

  “You belong to me, Nora. There is no one in this world who could make you feel the way I do. This is all me. No one else.”

  She cried out as he pinched her clit then stroked over the pain.

  His thrust increased. The sound of their slapping bodies echoed around the room. His heavy balls hit her pussy with each harsh thrust of his hips.

  “Come for me, Nora. Come all over my cock, and scream my name as you do it.”

  He caressed her clit, and the feel of his cock was all too much.

  “Rex!” His name burst from her lips without much effort as he thrust her body into a soul searing climax that startled her.

  Her orgasm set off his, and they both came together, panting each other’s name.

  “Fucking perfect,” he said, moving in behind her as she settled down on the bed, his cock still deep inside her as he kissed her neck.

  Their time together shocked her to the core. Rex was like a totally different man, charming and sweet. The moment they entered the bedroom, he changed. He became dirty, rough, and everything out of a fantasy.

  He nibbled her pulse, and she sighed, sinking against him.

  “This is nice,” she said.

  His hand moved down her body, stroking her body. “I can’t get enough of you.”

  “I bet you say that to all of the women.”

  “Not at all. I’m not interested in them one bit, and I certainly don’t explore their bodies. You on the other hand…” He gripped her ass giving it a little squeeze and then pulling it open. “I just can’t resist.” He pulled out of her, and she felt his fingers between her thighs, fingering her pussy. Slowly, he pulled them out, drawing them up toward her anus.

  She tensed up, unsure.

  “I won’t hurt you, baby. You’re going to love this.”

  “I’ve never—”

  “I know. You’re a virgin. I don’t think you’d have gone so far as to have anal sex.” He bit down on her neck.

  “You need to stop doing that. Someone will see.”

  “Let them. I don’t give a shit.” To emphasis his point, he bit down even harder, sucking as well. There was going to be a mark on her body.

  “Rex?”

  “It’s okay, baby. I like seeing my marks on you.”

  She had them on her hips, and on her breasts. Every chance he got, he nibbled, sucked, or licked her.

  He pressed a finger against her ass, and she cried out, tensing up.

  Suddenly, he sat up, and straddled one of her legs, resting the other across his chest so that it was stuck up in the air.

  “What are you doing?” she asked.

  “I’m going to play, and you can tell me to stop at any time.” He kissed her foot. “Trust me.”

  He plunged a finger into her pussy.

  “Stop!” She tried to be serious, and broke out into a fit of giggles. Suddenly he stopped tickling her foot, and now she moaned at the pleasure of his fingers inside her pussy. He didn’t stay there for long, pulling out of her pussy, and trailing them down and coating her ass with the juices from her pussy.

  She couldn’t help but tense, and Rex did it anyway. He pressed a finger against her asshole, and Nora stared into his eyes as he slowly penetrated her. With one whole finger inside, the pain and pleasure combined and mingled together, making it next to impossible for her to know if she liked it or not.

  “You’re not trying to get away from me. That’s a good thing.”

  She rolled her eyes.

  “Do you like it?” he asked.

  “I don’t know.”

  “It’s okay, baby. It’ll take time.” With his other hand that hadn’t touched her ass, he began to stroke her clit. The pleasure and pain suddenly split and she was getting more pleasure. He rubbed his thumb against her clit as he finger-fucked her ass. The dual sensation was the most bizarre thing. She wanted to push him away and yet grab and hold onto him for more. She didn’t know what made any sense anymore, the pleasure or the pain or both.

  Gritting her teeth, she closed her eyes, trying to focus.

  “You love it, baby. It feels amazing, doesn’t it?”

  His wicked voice was tempting her in ways she had never thought possible.

  Rex was a man she had hated for so long, and she still hated him. Nothing had changed in that department. Only now, whenever he pissed her off, she thought about teasing him, of making him wait.

  What she didn’t get was why he was so different here between them and such an asshole in the office. Okay, since they had fucked, he’d not been an asshole, but still. She knew he was capable of it, and it would only be a matter of time before his assholiness knew no bounds.

  “I want you to come for me, Nora. Come over my fingers and know that one day soon I’m going to fuck this ass, and you’re going to love every second of it, begging me to fuck you.”

  What scared her the most was she truly believed he was right.

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  Two weeks later

  Rex was humming. He was fucking humming, and he didn’t give a shit about what Alaric had told him at lunch. From the moment he heard of his friend’s dramatic plan, he thought it would be a big mistake. There was no way Alaric would get away with that kind of shit, and it was going to start to bite him in the ass. His good friend had finally fallen in love, and with that love he’d been lying.

  At least he didn’t have to worry about his own predicament with Nora. He hadn’t lied to her once.

  You also hadn’t worn a rubber.

  Yeah, that was a tiny little detail he hadn’t thought much about until she had woken up that very morning, vomiting.

  Women who were pregnant vomited in the morning, right?

  Now he had his own problems. He didn’t know how to tell her that there might be a risk that she was pregnant. A quick search of her apartment this morning while she had gone back to sleep hadn’t shown any pill, or any form of contraception.

  From the first moment he claimed her he’d not wanted there to be anything between them.

  Running fingers through his hair, the searches he’d done online were not much help either. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

  Someone cleared their throat and he looked up to see Frank in his doorway.

  “Hey, Frank,” he said.

  The past two weeks had been easy for him in the office. He’d stopped upsetting Nora, and had actually began to make a real go of it, and he knew Frank was happy. He really cared about Nora a lot.

  “Hey, I heard Nora had phoned in sick.”

  “Yeah. She couldn’t stop vomiting this morning.” He shut down the pregnancy site and realized what he’d said. “At least that was what she told me this morning when she called me.” Not when I was there rubbing her stomach and she was convinced it was something she ate. I’m not. I think I’ve knocked up your golden girl.

  “That’s strange. She should call PR.”

  “Well, I had to rearrange some of my meetings because she needed to be here, including the Richmond case. She knew how important it was to you, and I want her to be here as a female presence. I don’t know how vicious Mrs. Richmond is.”

  Frank nodded, moving in to take a seat. “I’ve not had any call back from any other agency wanting a reference. Do you know if she has gone to some interviews?”

  “She’s gone, but she hasn’t said if she likes them or not.” She had been to three that he was aware of. Each time she had gone, he had watched the clock waiting for her return. He hated it. Hated not knowing if she would be leaving, and he didn’t want to leave. It was the last thing he wanted her to do.

  “I appreciate everything you’re doing. I’ve been told that you don’t yell at her anymore, that you help her with research. I appreciate that.”

  “I’ve been an asshole, and I guess I just didn’t like being told what to do or who to hire. I made a mistake, and with Nora looking for a new job, yeah, I don’t want her to leave.”

  “Neither do I. I think we would all go into sugar withdrawal without her here.”

  Again it was another thing he loved to watch about her. The past couple of Sundays without fail she made a huge batch of cupcakes. They were never the same flavor, and during the week, he had also seen her making other baked goods as well. She never baked at his place, and she would argue with him to go back home.

  He loved watching her in the kitchen. She seemed so happy there, and the scents were amazing. Also, he got to taste something of everything she baked. Just another element that he had been asshole about when it came to her.

  “I hope I don’t give her cause to leave.”

  “I hope so as well.” Frank stood. “I’ll leave you to get along with it.

  Frank as at the door before Rex fired off his question. “Why do you care about her so much?” Rex had been curious about this for so long. He’d never asked because it seemed inappropriate. It still didn’t feel right, but he needed to know.

  “I’ve often wondered this myself. This line of business, we’re full of cutthroats and we’re not exactly the nicest bunch of people. I mean, look at Carl. Losing has had to give him some humility, but I don’t buy it. I truly believe he’d still be an asshole the moment he got on a winning streak again.” Frank put his hands in his pockets. “Nora’s nice. That’s as good as I can say. She was different, and I knew I wanted to protect her, and for her to stay here. She’s hardworking, but she’s everything that reminds me of my wife when we were younger.”

  “Do you love her?” Rex asked.

  “As I’d love a daughter, Rex. I couldn’t give Lidia the life she wanted. We were always working, and then it was just too late. We weren’t graced with a child. From the moment I saw my wife talking with Nora, there was just this spark. I don’t know. I think life sends us hurdles to help us become better people. Nora makes me want to be better, and seeing my wife with her, it reminds me of everything she has sacrificed for me. That is real love. When you’re willing to give up on your own dream to help the other. I love my wife more than anything in the world. I know I shouldn’t care about Nora, but she’s like the daughter I never had.”

  Frank left, and Rex sat back in his chair. It would explain why he was so protective of her. Frank had given everything to this firm. Deep in his core he was a family man, and had been unable to have children with Lidia. It would seem that Rex’s thoughts about Nora were true. Like Rex had thought, she was like the daughter Frank never had.

  “Hey,” Nora said, standing in his doorway.

  “What are you doing here?” he asked.

  “Oh, I tried calling you. I felt so much better. No more sick feeling at all, and I don’t like sitting around all day. I know I can be useful around here. I’ve already rescheduled Mrs. Richmond. I know you want to get her out of the way.

  He didn’t know what to say or do. Guilt consumed him. “You don’t think it’s a little odd that you were sick in the morning but are fine now?”

  She shrugged. “Don’t know, don’t really care right now. We’ve got work to do, and I know Frank is anxious to get this case out of the way.”

  “You just missed Frank,” he said, getting up, and moving in front of his desk, leaning up against it.

  “Crap, I did. What did he want?”

  “Wanted to know how you were finding work, and if you’d found somewhere new to move on.”

  She sighed.

  “You’re still looking, aren’t you?”

  “You said that I could still look. That our deal doesn’t affect what I want to do.”

  “You still want to leave?”

  Nora blew out a breath. “I don’t know what I want anymore. How is that for crazy?”

  “It’s hard trying to decide what you want to do for the rest of your life.” He reached out, taking hold of her hand. He didn’t care who could see. He had to hold her, touch her.

  “Did you always want to be a lawyer?”

  “More or less. As a kid I wanted to be an astronaut.”

  “Ah, shooting up to the moon, exploring.”

  “Yeah, then I realized I like keeping my feet firmly on the ground.”

  “Floating around in space can be really overrated.” She stepped closer to him. “I got you a couple of presents at home.”

  “When have you found the time?” he asked. His heart was pounding, and as he stared into her beautiful eyes, he just knew that she was the one for him.

  Crap.

  He had known a hell of a long time.

  I’m just like Alaric.

  His best friend was digging his romance with a woman named Bella into an early grave.

  “I have my ways, and with us spending Christmas together, I think it’s only fair that I get you a little something.”

  Rex couldn’t remember the last time he had celebrated Christmas, or even enjoying putting up the tree. Now his home had a tree that they had put up together, and there were twinkling lights around his fireplace, along with many other decorations.
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br />   He hadn’t gotten her a present yet, and guilt swamped him.

  “What’s wrong? You seem sad?” she asked.

  “It’s nothing. I’ve got some finer details to work through.”

  “Okay.” She headed toward the door.

  “What are your thoughts on kids?” Rex asked.

  She paused, frowning. “They’re cute. Why?”

  “You want some?”

  “Someday. Not any time soon, I don’t think. They’re a lot of work, and besides, I’ve got to fall in love first.”

  “Still trying for the fairytale?”

  She shook her head. “No. Just hoping that there is at least part of a fairytale waiting out there for me.”

  Nora left his office, and Rex went and dropped down into his seat. It was all too fucking much. Firing up the pregnancy website, he saw there were tests, and blood tests in order to determine if she was pregnant.

  There was no option available to keep the testing secret. Unless he drugged her, got a doctor to take her blood, and then got the results without alerting her.

  Never going to happen.

  He was screwed. There was no way about it. He was royally screwed, and he’d not even given Nora the warning that he’d not been using rubbers. He’d always made her crazy wanting him so that she never asked.

  You’re the monster here.

  You fucked her on purpose.

  You wanted her.

  Now, like Alaric was going to soon, he was about to face the music. He loved her, and she didn’t love him. This was his torture. His burden to bear.

  Chapter Eight

  Nora lay in bed, and waited for the wave of sickness to pass. She had already rushed to the toilet, and spewed up everything she ate the night before. She wondered if there were any available spots to see her doctor. This close to Christmas, she didn’t know how lucky she would be. The sickness was horrible, and she hated waking up feeling like shit first thing in the morning. The rest of the day she was more than fine.

  Glancing over at Rex, she saw that he was awake, and staring at the ceiling.

  Rex had been acting strangely the past couple of days, and when they went to bed at night, she had noticed he had started to stroke her stomach. He was always in deep thought, and he wasn’t happy anymore either.