Roxy has launched a full-scale kiss attack, and I love it.

Her lips devour me, her tongue explores my mouth, and her sexy, curvy body is right the fuck next to mine. She’s all over me, and what did I do to deserve this kind of claiming?

Because that’s what this kiss is. It’s not a hey-let’s-see-how-our-lips-go-together kiss.

It’s a slam-me-into-the-wall-and-take-me collision of our mouths.

She’s gone 100 percent alpha female, and honestly, that’s fine with me. Because fuck . . . her mouth is delicious, like cinnamon, and her lips are soft yet determined. She nips and kisses and grabs, sliding her fingers roughly through my hair.

Her fingers dive through my strands as her mouth crushes mine, and I nearly forget that Kathia and Tracy are here, but then the sound of shoes clicking away registers. We’re alone, and we could stop now, but I don’t.

I take Roxy, spin her around while still kissing her because I am not letting go of this ferocious kiss, and raise her arms high above her head. Kissing her more deeply, I grind against her, letting her feel me. Letting her know what she does to me.

Grind, press, push.

Our mouths consume, and this kiss feels like fucking—like our mouths are fucking. Like we have no intention of doing anything but ripping off clothes and getting it on.

I shouldn’t do anything more. Hell, I ought to stop this. But my exploring hands have had a mind of their own all evening long, and I don’t want to stop touching her.

Since she seems to like it rough, I kiss her harder, letting go of her hands so I can grab her ass. When I do, she whimpers, and it’s the hottest noise in all of creation. I squeeze harder, kneading these fantastic cheeks, and I swear this woman is melting against me, moaning and groaning.

Somewhere in the back of my mind, a voice tries to tell me she’s my buddy’s sister, she’s off-limits, and she’s friends with too many people in my life. But my libido doesn’t give a shit right now, the fucking greedy bastard.

We kiss more, and I’m going to need to get us a room soon.

I manage to locate a modicum of self-control, breaking the kiss. “Hey.”

“She was trying to maul you,” Roxy says, panting.

My brain sputters as I try to make sense of her comment. “What?”

“The woman. In red. So I planted one on you.”

Oh.

Ohhhhhh.

Was that a bodyguard kiss? She wasn’t kissing me for real? But I can’t entirely process the type of kiss it was because I’m laughing at how wrong she is. And I want to fuck her badly, but I’m chuckling too hard. “Is that what you thought?”

“Yes,” she says firmly, her cheeks going nearly as red as her hair. She glances down the hall like she might find Kathia, but both women are long gone. “I thought you wanted me to do that if someone got too frisky?”

“Kathia is a physical therapist,” I say between laughs. “She was showing me how to get rid of some of the tension in my shoulder.”

Roxy clasps her hands to her face, her fingers covering her cheeks. “Fuck me.”

I groan because that’s not the way I want to hear those words from her.

She points to the gym. “I have to go apologize.”

She swivels around, and I follow. Kathia and Tracy are inside, right by the doorway, drinking wine, and Roxy presses her palms together in a plea. “I’m so sorry. That was rude of me, and I thought something else was going on, and it set off my jealousy flares.”

I stand a little taller when I hear “jealousy.” Wait. She’s playacting again, right? That’s the bodyguard in her?

Kathia smiles softly. “It’s okay, hon. I was just trying to help him.”

“I know. My deepest apologies,” she says, but then she turns pale, and she covers her mouth.

A strong scent of floral perfume wafts into my nose, and Roxy turns and coughs. “Excuse me.”

She leaves again, and puzzle pieces slide into place.

She’s sensitive to smells.

She’s not drinking.

Her tits are magnificent.

I scratch my head and follow her back into the hallway, where she’s slumped against the wall, her face ashen.

“Roxy, are you . . .?”

The strange thing is when she says I’m pregnant, I should be freaking out, but it’s kind of weirdly sexy too.