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tighter to me. “Aren’t you even worried that you didn’t use a condom? I haven’t exactly been celibate since we broke up, you know.”
    It wasn’t as if it hadn’t crossed my mind for a split second before I’d plunged my stiff cock into her slick heat. But I knew Wren, and I was pretty confident that it wasn’t really an issue. “Have you gone bare with anyone else since we broke up?”
    She rolled her eyes with a look of frustration. “No. I haven’t. And I’m on the Pill, in case you were thinking you could get me pregnant as a way to convince me to marry you.”
    “I won’t deny that it crossed my mind—though I wouldn’t be trying to get you pregnant just so you’d marry me, little bird. It’d be because I wouldn’t mind starting a family.” And that was a confession I had not planned on making to anyone at all. Not even myself—let alone to Wren.
    “Well, count me out, buttercup. ’Cause I’m not marrying you and I’m not having your baby. Not now. Not ever.”
    I just had to laugh. “That’s what you think.”

 
     
     

     
    The man was infuriating—and even worse was the fact that he was a light sleeper. Every time I tried to slip out from under his arm, he tightened his hold on me, making it impossible for me to try to get out of this mess. Because I knew what my father was like, and if this was what he’d decided was best, then he’d find a way to make sure it happened, come hell or high water.
    As for Ash? Well, he was so worried about his family, he’d do anything to keep them safe. And though I wanted to blame him for it, I couldn’t. Not after he’d lost his father, especially when he and his family were so tight-knit.
    Not that I’d be marrying him, even if I understood why he was doing all of this. My father was the only family I had left, since my mother had died when I was just eleven.
    That had been the start of my nightmare—a nightmare that still haunted me. My father had remarried just a few years later, even though my stepmom divorced my father after my stepbrother’s death, wanting nothing more to do with him—and good riddance to the whole lot, as far as I was concerned.
    I pushed aside my memories, knowing no good would come from digging up past wrongs and poking at old wounds, when I had enough problems on my hands already.
    I needed to get free of Ash, any way possible. Instead of trying to slowly ease myself free of Ash’s grasp, I just pulled free of him, not caring that it woke him. “I’m just going to run to the bathroom. Go back to sleep.”
    He gave me a sleepy grunt in response, as I climbed out of bed, pausing at the doorway to see if he’d fallen back to sleep. Moving as slowly as possible, I crouched down to grab my packed bag, having abandoned it earlier in the night, and then headed to the bathroom, which was, thankfully, down the hall instead of being attached to the bedroom. I locked the bathroom door behind me and quickly pulled out some clothes and got dressed.
    Now to get out of here without Ash waking up .
    I turned off the light in the bathroom, not wanting to risk any light making its way down the hallway, and then as quietly as I could, I unlatched the door and headed for my front door, pausing to find my handbag so I could leave.
    Fuck. Where the hell had I abandoned it in the commotion of finding Ash in my apartment? And it wasn’t like I could flick on the light, which meant I was left feeling around in the dark.
    But not for long. Light flooded the room.
    Fuck .
    “Little bird…you’re in trouble.” His voice was still thick and ragged with sleep, even if his eyes were alert and locked on mine, as his naked, muscular body stalked toward me, his cock already hard.
    “If you won’t leave, then I will.” I glanced at the door, but knew he’d take me down, already a breath away and pushing me back against the cold, hard wall, pinned there under the weight and strength of his tight body, as he dragged my hands up over my