The Winter Games Box Set

by Rebecca Sharp

  She licked her lips and I felt a shock of desire straight to my groin. The alcohol might have elevated—and exacerbated—most of my other emotions, but the desire drunk-Ash had felt for Taylor was nothing compared to the Earth-shaking need sober-Ash suffered right now.

  Months, miles, and sobriety hadn’t dulled the way I wanted her.

  But I’d wanted her for decades… I doubted even death could stop it now.

  I shook my head. “Sorry. I just can’t believe you’re on my doorstep. What… what are you doing here? Is everything okay? Is my sister okay?”

  She nodded frantically. “Yes, I’m sorry. Blake is fine. Everyone is fine. Well, everyone but me.” At that moment, her eyes ducked down and, for better or for worse, my gaze roamed down the length of the small frame that managed to create a Goliath-sized amount of lust in me.

  As always, the gentle slope of her neck was cut off by a collared shirt, layered over with a royal-purple sweater. NorCal was chilly this time of year, so I couldn’t hold that against her, but it only hinted at the slopes of her tits, and that I would always protest. But there, instead of the fabric falling back in over her stomach, it pushed out.

  Jesus Christ.

  Was I… Was I seeing this right?

  My mouth went dry and my heart ran like the fucking cops were chasing it.

  Was Taylor pregnant?

  My gaze whipped to hers. “Taylor…”

  Where the hell did I even begin?

  ‘Are you pregnant?’

  No, definitely not. I knew better than to ask that to any woman. Fuck.

  There were a million questions, so many things I needed to know, and every second that went by felt like my body and my brain were stretched farther on the rack—tortured with wondering.

  “Can we talk?” My eyes jerked back up to her face hearing her soft, strained voice. “Can… Can I come in?”

  Yes. Talk. Explain.

  What. The. Fuck. Was. Happening.

  I was unable to process that the most innocent and chaste girl I’d ever met—the girl who’d never had a boyfriend to my knowledge—was standing at my door with a bump in her sweater that was never there before. And I would know because I was always fucking looking at her.

  “Shit. Sorry.” I nodded, biting my cheek. “Of course, you can. I wasn’t expecting… you,” I finished dumbly. “You surprised me.”

  I wasn’t an idiot. At least, for the past four-ish months I hadn’t been an idiot. But five seconds in her presence turned me into a goddamn fool—forgetting every fucking thing around me.

  “Ash,” Danny’s voice coming up behind me was like a bucket of ice water over my head. “Who is it…” She trailed off in surprise like any normal woman would, walking up behind the guy she was casually seeing to find him standing at his door, talking to a woman who was obviously knocked up.

  I knew what Danny was thinking, but she was wrong.

  Alcohol may have damaged many of my brain cells, but I still knew the difference between fantasies and fucking—and fantasies, no matter how realistic or how frequently I’d had them about Taylor, couldn’t get her pregnant.

  So, there was no way in hell that I was the father.

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