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couldn’t possibly love him more, no matter what,” he whispered to her, and she turned toward him and buried her face in his neck.
    “When did you know?” she asked.
    “Long before you did. You and my mother, you saw what you wanted to see when you looked at him, you saw me. Bly must have been so afraid that Atticus wouldn’t be his, he couldn’t see the truth, either. I saw Atticus, and I knew right away. I also knew he was meant to be my son, and maybe his little soul just needed to get to earth early. None of that matters, my love, the three of us, we belong together.”
    She raised her lips to his beautiful mouth, and as he kissed her, the salt of her tears mixed with the taste of their love.

    Chapter Three
     
    JP rarely spent time at home, and Amanda rarely noticed. She was busy looking at houses that her brother’s money would pay for, and planning for her baby, and he was busy fucking Lizzie.
    “Oh, fuck baby,” Lizzie screamed, as she climaxed, her back was to JP and she pressed her pretty ass back against him.
    They were lying on their sides in bed in the loft, and his hands held her small hips as his cock thrust deep into her. Her own fingers circled her swollen clit and she shuddered and bucked against him.
    “I can’t get enough of you,” he said, when she turned and lay with her face against his heaving chest. Her long hair spread out and covered them both, and he asked when her baby was due and if they should be fucking so much. 
    “What is this, the middle of August? I guess it’s due in about a month,” she said, not seeming to care. “I love the taste of you,” she said taking his cock in her mouth.
    “That’s pretty much the taste of you,” he said. He held her head and closed his eyes and was immersed in the feeling of her magic tongue and lips.
    They fucked incessantly, and when they weren’t fucking, they went to the beach and paddled out into the waves on their surfboards. Her belly had grown too large for her to surf, but she still wore her tiniest bikini and looked sexy in it. They sat on the boards and let the waves carry them back to shore, and then they swam out again. She was nineteen, she said, she ran away from home when she was fifteen and no one came looking for her. She lived on the streets at first, then she sold drugs for some guy, and took whatever small jobs she could get to keep from selling her body. She’d only done that once, and look where it had gotten her. Her baby’s daddy was some old dude she got paid to fuck. Now she was about to have a screaming kid when she couldn’t even support herself. She had intended to talk to an agency and give the baby up for adoption, she said, then she met JP and she’d forgotten everything else.
    “I’ll do anything you want, baby,” she said, and held up a small bottle of lubricant from the bedside table. She smoothed it over his growing erection and he kissed her and said he didn’t think they needed it. She smiled and kissed his neck and broad, muscled chest, then licked and nipped his nipples with her teeth.
    “Lizzie, wait,” he said, but she lay face down on the bed with her beautiful ass in the air.
    “Come on, lover,” she said, and he kneeled over her, not sure that he was interested in what she wanted. She slipped her fingers between her legs and squirmed and said things that made even the hardened sailor in him blush. It wasn’t long before nothing else mattered to JP, there was only constant mindless sex, and the girl who couldn’t get enough of his cock in every part of her body.
    *
    “Evangeline Bly is marrying that bodyguard,” Charles Tremont told Charlotte. He had come to California to see how Charlotte was getting along after the car wreck, and he sat on her living room floor helping Atticus stack brightly colored wooden blocks. “It’s a travesty, she’s an inspiring woman, and I was hoping she would wait for me.”
    “Well, we don’t always get what we want,” Charlotte said, she