Unexpected Reality (Unexpected Arrivals, #1)

by Kaylee Ryan

I read online that if you hold them too much you spoil them, but when I brought this up to Mom and Reagan, they blew me off. I believe Mom’s exact words were, “You love them, Ridge. You can’t ever give them too much love.”

The lady at the desk looks impressed that the forms are filled out and ready to go. I run my own company; you can’t be successful half-assing everything.

She looks over my shoulder then leans in. “You wanted to kiss him.” It’s not a question, more of a statement. “Yes. Yes, I wanted to kiss him,” I say, louder than intended. It’s then that I feel strong hands on my shoulders and hot breath next to my ear. “I wanted it too.” Ridge.

“What’s all this?” Seth asks. “I, um . . . I couldn’t sleep, so I made cinnamon rolls. This is more than Dawn and I could eat, so I thought you all might enjoy them.” “You good?” Kent asks Ridge, who just looks at him in question. “Because if you’re not, I’m fucking calling dibs, my man.” Ridge’s grip on my waist tightens. “Mine” is all he says, but the guys seem to understand what that means. Mark, Tyler and Seth are grinning, while Kent looks a little amused and possibly disappointed.

“Jump, baby. Jump and let me catch you. I can’t explain it. There are no words to explain this, or how I feel. I just know that I would never, ever hurt you.

“Now I know who I want it to be.” The words tumble out before I can stop them. His voice, his scent—he scrambles my brain. He’s getting the real me. His lips are close to my ear when he whispers, “Let it be me.”