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I’ll need to look into this. It requires a lot more investigation. I would suggest not going anywhere. Don’t try hiding in another state.”
    “My wife’s about to have a baby! This is bull—”
    “Thank you for coming by,” Emily cut him off and shepherded the woman to the door. When she clicked the door shut, she shook her head at him.
    Luke swore again. “Did you have to be so fucking nice to her?”
    “Really? This is my fault?”
    Luke opened his mouth to argue and then closed it again.
    “It doesn’t do any good to be rude to a federal agent. She’s just doing her job.”
    “Yeah,” said Luke, “like Moyes and Hector were doing their jobs.”
    Emily bit her lip. Leo Moyes pressured Luke into becoming an informant. But it was Hector Garcia, the DEA agent, who pretended to be Luke’s loyal friend. That galled her husband the most. “Sit; I’ll bring you a beer.”
    “You’ve said that before woman, and I’m still waiting.”
    “Well, if you’re complaining, get your own beer.” She walked away and Luke caught her arm and pulled her back, twirling her so that her side pressed against his body. Emily threw her arms around his neck as he put his hand on her rounded belly. The baby kicked just then, which brought a smile to Luke’s face.
    “Little guy is getting big,” said Luke huskily.
    “Don’t I know it,” sighed Emily. “I’ll be glad when the baby is born and I don’t feel like I have a basketball for a stomach.”
    Luke rubbed little circles where the baby kicked. “I like your stomach. It’s sexy.”
    “No, it is not!” she said.
    He nibbled the back of her neck and she shivered. “You don’t get to say what I find sexy. You can think what you want about your stomach, but to me it means you are growing our child inside you, and that’s hot.”
    She leaned against him, loving his husky voice so close to her ear saying such sweet things to her.
    “I love you,” she sighed.
    “Same here.” He raised his hand to her breasts and rubbed her nipple, which had pebbled and stuck out from her bra. “I love how full your breasts are now, and how sensitive they are to my touch.”
    Liquid heat gathered between Emily’s legs as his fingers played with her nipples through her shirt. It was true that after the first rough months of her pregnancy her body became incredibly sensitive to Luke’s caresses.
    “I bet,” he said in low voice, “if I felt between your legs, I’d find how wet you are.”
    Emily swallowed. It was true that Luke made her crazy with desire every time he touched her. Being pregnant amplified her physical need for him. Luke took Emily’s tiny hand and placed it on his crotch, where she found the swell of his arousal through his jeans. She stroked the steely length through the fabric, and he sighed. “Woman, what you do to me.”
    “The pizza’s going to be here any moment,” said Emily.
    “I don’t have either pizza or beer in my hand at the moment, and I need to put my mouth on something.”
    In a second, Luke jerked up her shirt over her head and unsnapped her bra, letting her creamy white breasts spill out. Luke leaned in and sucked up a nipple sharply and hard, causing Emily to arch backward with a sharp hiss. He let that one drop and took the other one, suctioning it just as tightly and swirling his tongue around the tender nub.
    “Please, Luke,” she pleaded.
    “I’d like to please you,” he said, lifting his head briefly from her creamy orbs.
    “Baby,” she pleaded again.
    His hands wandered to her cleft. His fervent attention to her nipples and her anticipation of his touch on her rapidly-swelling clit ramped up her desire. Her panties were soaked with her slickness, and the delicious fire of arousal spread through her body. Her husband leaned into her thigh again, pressing his hard, jean-clad length into her.
    “See what you do to me, baby,” he whispered in her ear. She shivered and bent her face towards his lips. He took her lips