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drop-off circle. Then I say bye to him, and floor it so I can beat everyone to work before they get there because I’m the HNIC. I’m making big paper and I gotta be the ex—uh, oooh, mmm yeah—I gotta be the example. Ouch, that feels so good. Keep going, baby. Then I. Then I log onto my computer.” She gritted her teeth. “I-I review my calendar. Move money around so the budget stays right. Deal with these messy-acting employees all day long. Ignore the daggers I get from that skank bitch Nicole. I go to meetings. Oooh, baby.” She shuddered and felt like she wanted to faint even though she was already lying down. “I-I-I go to one meeting after another meeting and I—”
    Eddison thrust into her one good time and she screamed at the top of her lungs.
    â€œKiara! Why you getting all wired up while I’m trying to give you a tune-up?”
    She moaned and shuddered, then burst out laughing. Eddison happily kissed her neck and squeezed her nipples. His touch felt magnetic and gave Kiara tingly goose bumps. She loved how good he was at making her forget the bad stuff.
    Kiara quickly ducked underneath the covers and made sure to do everything she could to make her man feel as good as he always tried to make her feel. But while she was trying to love him, her thoughts centered on someone else.
    What’s he doing? Who is he with? What would he do if he knew I was fucking Eddison and loving it? Who gives a damn?
    She mentally regrouped then climbed on top and rode Eddy’s dick for a while, till it felt good and hard. Painful yet pleasurable. And it amazed Kiara that her husband’s past actions had turned her into a bit of a slut. Prior to getting married, she’d only been with one other lover. Then she met Rashad and she assumed he’d be the last man she’d ever be with. But these days, Kiara boldly explored her sexuality. Now that she was in her mid-thirties, she felt like she was at her peak. She and Eddy did it so many times the past month that she’d lost count.
    After they both climaxed, they continued to enjoy each other. All that weekend they went shopping, ate at cozy restaurants, and explored each other’s bodies. It almost felt like a honeymoon.
    By the time Sunday morning rolled around, Kiara knew she needed to return to her own house and take care of some legal business. Eddy was spoiling her and she loved it, but there was another part of her life that had to be dealt with—alone. She had gathered all her belongings and had just settled into her vehicle and was getting ready to back out of his garage. But before she did, she waved him over to her car.
    He leaned in and kissed her on the lips.
    â€œMy weekend was great, Eddy. But you wore me out.”
    â€œGood! And you’re welcome.”
    She laughed. He kissed her again.
    â€œI enjoyed being with you, too, Kiara. We felt like a family. We are family.”
    She pondered his words. Kiara cared deeply about him, and as much as she didn’t want to be hurt by any man again, she really didn’t want to hurt Eddison, either. She was always told a man should love a woman more than she loves him, but did that mean that he’d end up disappointed at some point?
    â€œEddy, I love the way that you love me . . . but again, what if this baby that I’m carrying isn’t yours? I-I couldn’t bear what would happen if you give me this wonderful type of attention just to find out things haven’t turned out like you want . . . I want to make sure that you get everything you want, too.”
    And just that quick Kiara went from feeling warm and happy to tense and emotional. Her eyes blinked back tears and she thought she was about to have a panic attack.
    â€œIt’s all right, my love. Try not to worry about it. We will cross that bridge when we get to it. But no matter what happens, I will always think of that child that you’re carrying as my