Beneath Her Bastard Boss

Chapter 122

His breath was warn against her hair, his chest resting against her back, one of his arms wrapped protectively around her belly and their batry,

She shifted slightly. Her thighs were really aching now, and he groaned softly behind het.

“Don’t move yet,” he murmured. “I like this too much.”

“We smell like sex,” she said into his skin.

“We do,” he agreed without shame.

Her stomach growled softly, but before she could say anything, Luca shifted behind her, kissed her shoulder, and rolled to his feet. He walked around the bed and crouched beside her.

“What are you doing?”

“Carrying you to the bathroom.”

She blinked. “I can walk.”

He smirked. “You say that now.”

Before she could argue, he scooped her into his arms, one hand behind her back, the other beneath her thighs. She let out a quiet laugh and wrapped

her arms around his neck.

“Show off.”

“Absolutely.”

He carried her into the connected bathroom, still warm from the sun that filtered through the frosted glass windows.

Luca set her down gently, kissed her forehead, and turned the water on, setting the temperature. Sutton stood by the vanity, watching him, naked… She wasn’t sure if she should be self–conscious of her pregnant body. She had never worried about it before.

He walked back over to her, lifting a hand and running his fingers through her long hair.

“Still think you can walk?” he asked, voice low. “You seem to be using that vanity to hold yourself up.”

“Shut up,” she muttered, cheeks pink.

He smiled and kissed her gently before helping her step into the shower.

too hot. It cascaded over her sore muscles like balm. She sighed and tipped her head back, letting it soak her hair. A moment later, Luca stepped

stayed like that for a minute, unmoving, the

moved up her sides, not really sexual… Not like she had the energy. More like he was relearning her body

shampoo, lathered it in his palms, and massaged it into her hair. She leaned back into him, letting her head fall forward as his fingers worked her scalp. It was unhurried. Like he was enjoying it as much as she

this before.

conditioner. When he was done, she turned around to face him. His hair was

the bottle and squirting a generous amount into her hands. Because she was tall, the

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grinned and bent his knees,

worked the shampoo through his hair. He closed his eyes and

me to sleep like this,” he

skin, not with lust, but with familiarity. She washed his chest, his arms, his back. He

Her hair was wrapped in a towel. She padded barefoot

it on

wrists. But it smelled like

look fucking hot like that. It makes

growled, making her face

“Maybe I should

sat beside her, one arm draped across the back of the couch, his eyes constantly drifting to her bare legs and the flash of thigh whenever

she thought he

up here,

“Hard to focus when you’re wearing that and nothing

to wear than my clothes from yesterday. There is She popped a piece of mango into her mouth and smirked. “Not my fault your shirt is no way I’m putting on the underwear

Luca laughed.

rest of the team to

kissed her. “Yes, I picked them up and put them in

sounded at the

stood sighing. “That’ll

low on his hips. She heard the

sleek garment bag and a couple of flat

he said. “I asked them to bring a

“You didn’t have to.”

“I wanted to.”

slid off the couch and took the bag from

then, Luca’s phone buzzed.