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stomach.

 
    “Tired?” I asked as I climbed over him.
We always loved laying side by side on the couch
together.

 
    His eyes fluttered a bit and his hands
slid over to my hip and then up the bottom of my shirt.

 
    “Apparently you’re not that tired,” I
giggled.

 
    His hands grasped the meat of my breasts
and his five o’clock shadow tickled my neck as his lips pressed hot kisses into
my skin.

 
    “God, I’ve missed you,” he sighed. A sexy
growl rasped underneath his tone.

 
    “Me too,” I whispered. “I hate being
apart.”

 
    His hands worked to unfasten my jeans and
he tugged them down with a fierce, animalistic hunger. He climbed up and
unbuckled his belt, revealing his massive hardness, which was fully loaded and
ready to go. He positioned himself between my legs and inserted the tip slowly
before hungrily jamming his cock inside me.

 
    I cried out and he covered my mouth in an
effort to stifle the loudness. “ Shh . Don’t wake up Tuck.”

 
    He plunged himself deep inside me,
slipping a finger into my mouth, which I sucked and toyed with. His blue eyes
never left mine while we made love. My fingers dug into the thick skin of his
muscled back when all of a sudden I screamed out in pain.

 
    “What? What?” Ash asked. His eyes were
wide with concern as he pulled himself out of me.

 
    Deep and merciless cramps filled my lower
abdomen, and it seemed to have come from nowhere. I still hadn’t told him I was
pregnant. “I don’t feel well.”

 
    “You don’t feel well?” he asked,
confused. His eyes studied mine for the truth. “We were just…you seemed fine a
minute ago…”

 
    “Can we do this another time?” I asked,
trying to hide the tears that were welling in my eyes. The idea of yet another
miscarriage filled my mind. This would be the third one, and it never got any
easier.

 
    I stood up and began to put my clothes
back on, hiding my face from Ash all the while. I could feel his eyes on me,
studying me, trying to read between the lines. And maybe he knew, but he knew
not to talk to me about it until I was ready.

 
    “Let me fix you a sandwich,” I said,
trying to put a shred of normalcy back into the moment. I trudged off to the
kitchen to try to clear my mind and make my man a bite to eat. As I whipped out
the bread and meat, I spun around to grab a knife from the drawer and saw Ash
standing in the doorway with his arms folded, watching me. “I’m fine, Ash.”

 
    He walked in and took a seat at the
island while I plated his food. “You know you can talk to me.”

 
    He knew. He had to know. He knew me too
well to not know.

 
    “So what’s the latest?” I asked, trying
to change the subject. “Where are we at with all of this? When do we get to
leave and go back home. ”

 
    Ash sat up and cleared his throat, a look
of seriousness spreading across his face. “Well, we’re working to counter the
hit that was put on you and Tuck. We have to send a message to the Cottonmouths.”

 
    “So there was a hit,” I said. I knew it
was assumed, but I never knew it was a for sure thing.

 
    Ash swallowed a lump in his throat and
looked down at his plate. “Yeah.”

 
    “Great,” I said, not trying to hide the
sarcastic tone in my voice.

 
    “I promise you, Marina, you and Tuck will
be fine,” he said. He still hadn’t even touched his sandwich. “This is why you
guys are here. You’re safer here than anywhere else.”

 
    “ Who’s house is
this anyway?” I asked. “I feel like I’m in the dark all the time.”

 
    “It belongs to the uncle of another club
member. He’s been trying to sell it for years, but no one wants it because it’s
in the middle of nowhere,” Ash said. “People don’t even know it exists.”

 
    “That’s both terrifying and comforting at
the same time,” I huffed. “What’s with all the safety and security equipment?”

 
    “The uncle was a very paranoid man