The Billionaire's Best Frienemy by Dakota Rebel (ebook reader with highlight function .txt) 📕

ear that wasn’t pressed to my chest. “You’re turning me on a little, Jamie. I’m pretty sure that’s not allowed in the maternity ward.”

He groaned. “Pretty sure the next six weeks will kill me. I guess we’ll have to fill it up with wedding planning.”

“You? Me? Meet at the altar in six weeks?” I asked.

“Deal.” His lips covered mine, and I knew it was going to be a long, long, frustrating six weeks indeed.

Epilogue

~ Jameson ~

Two months later…

“I’m gonna put another baby in you tonight,” I whispered to Willow, holding her close as we swayed to the music.

“Not on your life, hotshot,” she hissed. “I got you a big box of condoms as a wedding present. You’ll break my heart if you don’t use them.”

We were alone on the floor, celebrating our first dance as husband and wife. My mom was holding Jamie at the parents’ table, and it felt as if this were the first moment we’d had alone since he was born.

I loved him to pieces, but he was a little cock-blocker. We were exhausted and had lived on handfuls of shredded cheese and crackers for the last eight weeks.

Our immediate honeymoon was a single night at a hotel about ten minutes from our house, just in case. And it would be a miracle if I could stay awake long enough to impregnate my wife. But I’d give it the old college try.

“Don’t you want a big family?” I asked her, running my hand up her back. “Lots of little Malloys running around.”

“Hmm,” she said thoughtfully, laying her head on my shoulder. “What I want is a bath and six solid hours of sleep.”

“How about a shower and four hours?” I offered.

“Throw a cup of warm water on me and give me five hours and you have a deal,” she countered.

“I love you so much.” I leaned down and kissed her softly, flipping off Bennett when he wolf-whistled at us.

“I love you, too,” she said. She leaned her head against my chest again, and I started to worry she was going to pass out here on the dance floor.

“Let’s go cut the cake,” I suggested, leading her toward the dessert table before our song had ended.

I honestly had no idea how my mother had managed to raise the five of us. Jamie was our first, and we were about dead. I could tease about having another immediately, but I couldn’t fathom how Mom had dealt with Bennett and me being less than a year apart.

“I like cake,” Willow said, a smile tugging at her lips.

“I know you do,” I said.

The wedding had been beautiful, and my wife was stunning. She wore a pale, ivory gown, simple and elegant, and her hair cascaded down her back in big waves. Today may have been the first time in a while I’d seen it brushed, actually.

Parenting was hard.

We cut the cake, and I gently fed a piece to my wife. She winked as she sucked my finger into her mouth, nipping it softly as I pulled my hand away.

When I bent to take the piece she offered me, the little devil shoved it into my face, smearing frosting across my lips and chin while she giggled hysterically.

“You think that’s funny?” I asked, wiping my face with a napkin.

“I really do,” she confirmed, still laughing.

“Well, now, you’re getting knocked up with twins,” I informed her, my voice a low growl against her ear.

She visibly blanched.

“You can’t control that shit,” she hissed, narrowing her gaze at me.

“Oh, baby, we Malloy men can do whatever we want.”

“Is that so?” she challenged.

“Got you to marry me, didn’t I?” I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her against me. “Never underestimate me, demon woman.”

“Your demon woman,” she said. “You think you caught me? I snagged you the first time I saw you.” She grinned. “You’ve got your work cut out for you, Malloy.”

I wouldn’t have it any other way.

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About the Authors

~ Dakota ~

Dakota Rebel is a bestselling author and a very slow distance runner who dreams of racing Badwater.

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