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"Fuck, Talia. I'm going to--"

I grit my teeth and squeeze my eyes closed. My cock erupts, sending my come into her pussy. It twitches deep inside her body as I pump into her once more. I can feel her pussy clenching and unclenching around my shaft, milking me for every last drop of come.

I sit up and put my arms around her, my cock still buried deep in her pussy. I hold her against my body and struggle to regain my breathing.

"That was amazing," she murmurs.

I grunt, nuzzling her shoulder. A wave of contentment and ease washes over me.

I don't want to let Talia out of my arms. I don't want to leave this room. In fact, I might never leave this bed again.

I must have reasons for existing outside this protective, cozy little bubble. But for the life of me? I can't think of a single one right now.

Talia pushes against my arms and eases back, separating our bodies. But in the next moment, she lies down and pulls me down next to her. I put my arm around her and she spoons my chest, her pregnant belly resting against my stomach.

I rest my free hand against her belly and drop a kiss into her hair. She releases a deep sigh and presses her face into my chest.

We drift off together, peaceful and content.

ChapterTwenty-Eight

DARE

"Ican't believe I let you talk me into this," I gripe.

Talia is busy herding the children from Hope House out of the bus onto the sidewalk in front of the children's science museum. She rolls her eyes at my complaint and gives a soft laugh.

"Poor Dare. Won't anybody think of the billionaires? They have to be constantly coddled and entertained."

"Very funny."

I give her a sour look, but I can't be angry. The weather outside is unusually sunny and the sky a brilliant shade of robin’s egg blue. Leaning against the bus, I casually look over the excited children and the Hope House volunteers that are gathering near the entrance to the museum.

Talia helps Solana out of the bus. "Long time, no see! Where have you been hiding?"

She tickles Solana gently on her belly. The little girl beams and dissolves into giggles.

"We're going to see all the sciences!" Solana crows.

"We sure are," Talia replies. She gestures to me. "Do you remember Dare?"

Solana's laughter subsides and she looks at me, thrusting her hands behind her back and peeking at me coquettishly. "Yeah..."

"We're all going to have a blast today. Now go line up on the sidewalk with the rest of the kids so we can head inside!"

"Okay!" Solana shouts. She takes off with a level of energy reserved for children alone, exaggerating the effort it takes to reach the line of kids and then playacting tiredness.

"That kid is something else," I say, my lips lifting at the corners.

"She's really great." Talia takes my hand as one of the volunteers does a quick headcount and then we all file inside the big brass double doors.

As we enter the building, I can't help but be impressed by its elegance and grandeur. The walls are lined with stunning works of art and sculptures, while a sparkling chandelier hangs from the ceiling. Talia leads the group through the main hall before finally stopping in front of a large door.

"This is it!" she announces, pushing open the door to reveal an impressive view of the two-story science museum packed with interactive exhibits. Everywhere I look, there are clusters of kids climbing all over dinosaurs, building an arch out of huge foam blocks, playing with dams in a large maze made with flowing water, and sitting inside a tiny movie theater.

A few of the children in our group scream. I laugh but I get it; full of bright colors, wacky sound effects, and thrilling textures, this place is made for nonstop fun.

The children rush in excitedly, eager to explore their new environment. Only Solana hangs back, seeming to have difficulty choosing between all the activities. She grabs Talia's shirt, her huge brown eyes taking in the entire room. Talia kneels down and looks at the little girl.