"Something I intend to remedy."
"Wh…what do you mean?" My belly flutters and moisture laces my core.
He smirks down at me. "You’ll see."
He stalks outside, lowers me to the floor half-way between the bed and the door. "Stay," he commands, then walks over to the bed and seats himself. Legs wide, his already hard cock juts up against his stomach.
He jerks his chin, "Crawl to me."
"What?" I stare at him. "No."
"Look outside," he orders.
I glance through the glass windows to find the sunrays lengthening. It's approaching 5pm. I know because I'd checked my phone earlier.
"How many hours do you have left in your ovulation window?"
Bastard.So that's why he hasn't put his dick inside me yet? He wants to wait until he makes me submit? We'll see.
I glare at him and he glances down at the floor, then back at me.
"Do it," he says.
I sink to my knees, then lower my palms to the floor and crawl across the floor. When I reach him, I pause, then tip my head up.
"Good girl."
I flush. Why the hell do his compliments mean so much?
He reaches for the first aid kit I only now notice on the bed-stand. He pulls out some cotton, dabs on some antiseptic, then proceeds to dab at the bump on my forehead which, honestly, I'd forgotten all about until he'd brought my attention back to it.
I try to pull away and he grunts, "Hold still."
He pinches my chin so I don’t have a choice but to obey. He cleans the wound, pastes on a fresh plaster, then leans back to survey his handiwork.
"Not so hard, was it?" he grunts.
"Why are you doing this?" I mutter.
"Shh," he notches his knuckle under my chin, leans down and brushes his lips over mine. "You don’t get to talk, Sparks. Not until I give you permission."
I scowl. "I am not so sure I like this agreement."
He peers into my eyes. "Want to cancel it, then?"
I swallow, stare at him.
"Giving up so soon?" He curls his lips. "Didn’t take you for a quitter."
I’m not.I firm my lips. Besides, I’ve come this far, and I am so close to my goal. So close to getting what I want—a chance at a baby of my own.
"Want to call it off?" he asks.
I shake my head.
"So, you’ll do as I say?"
I nod.
