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hanky-panky because right now I have the energy of a single-cell organism. So for the first time we will talk instead of have sex.” Marie placed the Tupperware container full of cookies on the bedside table.
    “I really like the sex,” Brody teased.
    “I do too. It’s totally…” Marie pointed her finger at him. “No, bad Marine, we’re doing this right.”
    Brody grinned. “Fine, I’ll be waiting.”
    Marie took a hot shower and the water coursing down her skin made her feel much better. That, combined with the soup that Brody brought, gave her the sense she may survive the first trimester after all. She came out of the shower wrapped in her fluffy bathrobe and she found a nightshirt in the drawer. She felt Brody’s eyes on her and saw his gaze darken as she dropped her bathrobe and slipped into her nightshirt. She opened another drawer and pulled out undies and put them on. It was more for her than him. She usually slept without undies, but with him in her bed she couldn’t guarantee she wouldn’t try to make love with him. Marie slipped underneath the covers and snuggled into his arms. He was shirtless and his skin was warm beneath her cheek. He leaned over and kissed her gently and then with more passion. Their tongues twined and danced until she pulled away gasping for breath. No, Marie, no , she chastised herself. It wasn’t fair to set a stipulation on him that she could not follow herself.
    They had chemistry, of that there was no doubt, but for this to work, their relationship had to be built on something other than the physical.
    “Tell me about your mom and dad,” Marie encouraged.
    “Where to start.” Brody sighed. “My mom is a gem. She is strong, hardworking, and doesn’t see anything but the person you really are. My father, or the man that created me, doesn’t deserve to be called a parent.
    He is a mean, racist pig who tried to break me from the beginning and when he couldn’t, he tried to berate me into submission. But I was a husky lad, and one day he came at me and I’d had enough and I hit back. That was the last of it. I left soon after and joined the Marines and never looked back.”
    “Don’t you see your mother?” Marie asked.
    “She comes and visits. My dad won’t stop her, and she wouldn’t let him,” Brody replied. “She is as tough as steel when it comes to seeing her only son. But I cannot understand why she stays with that evil man that thinks he’s the second coming. Did I mention he is a minister and preaches fire and brimstone to his very small congregation?”
    “He will hate me then, seeing as, in his eyes, I’m the wrong color,” Marie said mildly. She’d dealt with hate before especially in an interracial relationship. There was a lot she had kept secret about her life with Charlie, a lot she wasn’t willing to share even with Ivy.
    “I called my mom to share the news. She is thrilled, and that is all that matters,” Brody said. “That man can rot in hell for all I care. There is no love lost between us.”
    “It must be hard knowing that you can’t share with your father.” Marie rubbed her hand across his chest comfortingly.
    “But that won’t happen to me and this baby.” He rested his hand on her lower stomach. “My son is in there, all warm and snug.”
    “You’re so sure it’s a boy, huh? It could be a girl,” Marie said with a smile.
    “A little girl would be great, but then when she becomes a teenager I’ll start cleaning my gun at the dinner table,” Brody said casually.
    “You won’t do that if we have a boy?” Marie laughed. “He could be a real heartbreaker and have girls lining up outside our door.”
    “That’s my boy,” Brody said proudly.
    His words made the smile fall from her lips and sent her careening into the past where men cheated and the feelings of the women who loved them didn’t matter. The closeness she was feeling to him fell away and anger rose up. 
    “Oh, no, you are not raising my child to be