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Laughter at the poker table hasin the poker chips She must have hatever bet was made when I tuned them out

Everyone stands fro off toward the restroo to take a bit of a break

Kynan stands there, talking to one of the other players while he sips on a whiskey His gaze cuts over to the Taylor Swift lookalike and the hot guy

I do the sa to stare as she crawls onto his lap Within ht there at the table Kynan keeps his gaze pinned on the couple while he talks, but he’s visibly aroused His erection is pressed thick and long against his dress pants

There was a day that would have made my mouth water, but I don’t think like that about him anymore All I seem to think about is Bodie’s cock and the way it makes me feel

The wo et here

Kynan comes to sit down next to me on the couch and I’ so intently at the couple fucking right there at the poker table Kynan adjusts his dick slightly before crossing one leg over the other

“What are you doing here tonight, Rachel?” he asks as he slings an arainst my shoulder

“Going to get laid if Bodie will ever get here,” I say nonchalantly, checking ain

“Damn,” Kynan says in a low, appreciative voice

My head snaps to the side, and I look at hily “What?”

“You’re going public, huh?”

I give a little sniff followed by a shrug “Why hide it?”

“Why indeed?” he agrees I bristle over the slight taunt in his voice, not liking that he findsBut then his voice drops even lower, and he’s no longer amused but worried instead “I heard you had a bit of a hard tiym today”

“Ugh,” I say with a huff and lean back into the couch cushion “Stupid fucking hor like a baby”

“Everyone knows you’re pregnant now,” he says, but I already knew that

“Well, it was going to coht as well hit it head on”

“You’re going to have so your ability,” he points out