Page 76 of Damaged King

“And you liked it when I called you Highness. Admit it?”

I laughed because I did miss it. “What are you going to call me now?”

There was no hesitation when he said, “Wife.”

“We’re not married yet.” I giggled. “Stop,” I said, scooting away from him because he was using his hands to distract me.

“I can’t help it. Your tits are amazing.”

I laughed and put more distance between us.

“I’m serious,” I complained with a wide grin.

“What do you want me to call you? Jolie? Jo?... Highness?”

I didn’t want him to call me Jolie. It felt too formal and he’d never called that before. Then I came to a decision.

“Mine,” I said, holding a straight face before dashing off the bed.

My belly, however, made it easy for him to catch me. We ended up in the shower with him on his knees before me making me come again.

By the time we got out of the shower, I was sure I wouldn’t have hot water for a month. I followed him back to the bed and was standing between his legs, prepared to get to my knees when his phone rang.

* * *

Grant

With my cockin Jolie’s hand, I wasn’t exactly excited to answer the phone. But when Liam’s name lit up on the screen, I had to.

“What’s up, bro?” I said, wrapping my hand around Jolie’s so she wouldn’t move it.

“Grant,” he said, though the connection was bad, and there was something in his voice that worried me.

I let go and ran a hand over my hair, unsure what I could do.

“Liam,” I said, fearing the connection had been lost.

Jolie must have sensed a change. She sat next to me and took my hand I’d balled into a fist into her own.

“I can’t talk for long,” he said. “I’m in trouble.”

The static almost covered his words.

“Where are you?”

Last we’d spoken, he’d still been in New York. He’d gotten a job as a helicopter pilot, something he’d learned from my father.

“New York. I’ve been found out. Can you come get me?”

He had a truck. So for him to ask, it had to be big. The problem was my pregnant fiancée sitting next to me.

“Liam, I wish I could,” I began, before just spitting it out. “Jolie’s pregnant. I don’t want to leave her alone.”

Jolie began to mime things next to me while shaking her head.

“What’s wrong?” I asked when he was still silent.

He said nothing.