Colin (Unexpected, #6)

by Cora Rose

Magnus is sitting on Sem’s lap, looking pleased as pie. But that’s to be expected. I think Sem would carry Magnus around everywhere if he could. They should make a onesie with a kangaroo pouch so Magnus can just sit inside while Sem lumbers about.

Is it because he was in my room last night? He did touch my knee when he came. Maybe he thinks we’re married now.

“Did you know Paul Revere was an amateur dentist and an artist?” Ethan asks suddenly, and I blink over at him. Okay, is he trying to get me to suck his dick again? Because that’s how you get me to suck a dick. I am a total whore for historical facts.

My eyes go wide as I take in the love of my life and the leashed golden retriever puppy pulling him forward. “Ethan Fox,” I say, my voice stern, my hands on my hips. “What on earth did you do?” “I did a wretched thing,” he says, looking glum and a little bit pouty.