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you able to live here by yourself without setting the house on fire?”
    “Baby, this house has been set on fire multiple times.”
    “Ugh. You are such a player,” she groans, holding her hands out as I approach her. “Don’t touch me.”
    “That won’t last long.”
    “Are we talking about your erection?”
    I chuckle as her hands press against my chest. “Your humor only turns me on even more.”
    She pushes me hard and quickly scoots sideways to get away from me. “We need to talk,” she says as she scurries around the kitchen island and takes a seat at the breakfast bar with her bottle of water. “I’m scared shitless.”
    “I can help you with that.”
    “With what?” she whispers breathlessly as I stand behind the barstool and brush her ponytail aside.
    “All of it. If you want to talk, we’ll talk.” I kiss the back of her neck and the plastic water bottle in her handle crackles as she tightens her grip. “If you want to keep the baby, I’ll be there. Anything you need” – I spin the barstool around so she’s facing me – “I can give it to you.”
    I lean in and she whimpers as I brush my lips softly over hers.
    “Don’t do this.”
    “Why?” I whisper, then I slide my tongue into her mouth so she doesn’t have a chance to respond.
    She tastes like orange Tic Tacs. Grabbing her face, I kiss her slowly as she grips my forearms. I suck on her luscious bottom lip and she wraps one of her long legs around me.
    She turns her face away and shakes her head. “Stop. We have to talk.”
    I sigh and try not to look too disappointed as I take a step back. “Let’s talk.”
    “You said you’d give me anything I need,” she says, and the tough, sarcastic exterior she usually wears so well is peeled back for a moment. “I need to talk about this.”
    Her brown eyes search mine for a sign of understanding, but I’m just frustrated. “Do you mind if I have a beer while we talk?”
    I’m not sure why I’m asking her permission other than I don’t want to hear a snide remark or see her roll her eyes when I grab the beer out of the fridge.
    “This is your domain. Don’t let me stop you.”
    “You kind of just did that,” I remark as I take a step back, but she grabs the front of my Vandals T-shirt.
    Before I can even question what she’s doing, my shirt is off and my hands are under her sweater, roaming over her soft, warm flesh. Her breasts feel bigger than the last time we fucked, and this instantly gets me hard. I kiss her neck as I move my hands down to grab hold of her ass. Then I scoot her forward on the barstool, so she can feel me hard against her.
    “I don’t want to fuck you here,” I murmur into her ear.
    “Why?” she whimpers as she reaches for the button on my jeans.
    “Because I have something so much better planned for you.”
    I grab her hand and lead her toward the French doors that lead out onto the patio and outdoor dining area. Just beyond and to the right of the dining area is an Olympic-length saltwater pool and jacuzzi.
    “If you think I’m getting in the jacuzzi with you when it’s fifty degrees out here, you’ve got another thing coming.”
    “Shh. We’re almost there,” I say as we pass the pool and the outdoor shower area. Finally, we reach a cedar-plank door in the rear corner of the house. I reach into my back pocket to pull out the door key and she shakes her head.
    “You knew you’d get me back here.”
    I smile as I turn the key in the lock and push the door open to the steam room. I left the lights on and put the steam going before she got here. I’ve had other girls in here. It’s nothing new to me. But I’ve yet to meet a girl who wasn’t pleasantly surprised by the overwhelmingly hot experience of sex in a steam room.
    “I’m not having sex with you in a steam room. I’ve done it before and I nearly suffocated. I don’t want to know what will happen if I try to do it while pregnant.”
    “Shit. I didn’t think about that. But,