A Very Holland Valentine: Holland Brothers 6 Read Online Free PDF Page A

four weeks away and Simon couldn't wait. He'd missed out on Hayley's early years, and after watching his brothers with their children, Simon really couldn't wait to hold his son or daughter. He was even looking forward to the midnight feedings and the dirty diapers.
    He checked his watch. Seeing it was coming up for four in the afternoon, Simon decided to call it a day. He didn't usually leave that early, but there was nothing in his tray that couldn't wait for tomorrow, and frankly, he couldn't concentrate.
    Simon wanted to see his mate.
    Zack was stunning all swollen with his child. Zack might not think so, but Simon did. The knowledge that he had filled his mate with his seed and they had created life together struck at the heart of Simon. He wanted to growl with pride every time he laid eyes on the love of his life. He didn't think the rest of his family would appreciate it, though, so kept his triumphant growls to himself.
    Simon packed away his paperwork and shut down his computer. He pocketed his phone and grabbed his car keys. On his way out, he stopped at his personal assistant's desk.
    "Mara, I'm taking the rest of the afternoon off."
    Mara looked up from the papers she was reading through. "Everything okay, boss?" She eyed him quizzically.
    He couldn't blame her, he didn't often leave early. Although since Hayley and Zack had come into his life, he no longer stayed late well after everyone else had left like he used to.
    "Everything's fine. Just having some trouble concentrating and my eyes are starting to hurt." Simon smiled. He couldn't exactly tell her that he wanted to get home to his pregnant mate and see how the man was doing. "Figured I'd call it a day and come back tomorrow refreshed and ready for a new day."
    "See you in the morning, then."
    "Bye."
    Simon felt better just walking out of work. The fact that he would soon get to see Zack was a major factor in his cheerfulness. He decided to stop at the local bakery on the way home and pick up one of the lemon meringue pies Zack loved. Both Hayley and Simon enjoyed them as well, but watching Zack eat a piece was nothing short of erotic. Simon would have to make sure there was some left over and feed it to his mate in bed tonight once Hayley was asleep.
    He could picture the way Zack would dart his tongue out to lick the fork, making sure he gathered every last morsel of cake. The quiet moan that would work its way out of Zack's lips as he savoured the sweet and tangy pie. The sight of his throat working as he swallowed. Fuck! Simon reached down to discreetly adjust his suddenly hard and aching prick as he walked down the street toward the bakery. He couldn't wait to get home and get his mate alone in bed.
    Living under his mum and dad's roof again after so many years had been a major adjustment, especially because he now had Zack with him. He'd never really thought about the logistics of making love to his mate. The windows of the house were opened during the night to let the cool breeze through. They used fans as well, but they didn't make much noise. There was no way in hell he wanted his folks to hear him having sex, so they had to keep things very sedate and quiet.
    Simon missed pounding his mate into the mattress. They had tried that the night after they'd moved in and found the bed squeaked outrageously. Zack had turned the most adorable shade of red and put a stop to their actions almost immediately.
    Not that Simon was complaining. He loved his mate any way he could get him. With Zack's girth increasing steadily over the last month, things had slowed down even further. The last thing Simon wanted to do was hurt his mate or their cub in any way. Zack kept telling him that he wouldn't hurt them, but Simon preferred to err on the side of caution.
    Tonight would be an exercise in restraint for him, but he didn't care. His mate deserved a treat. He knew his mother was more than likely driving his poor mate up the wall. Simon could remember what it was like