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“There’s cream and sugar here if you want it,” she said, handing him the mug. “Maggie told me you and she are having twins next summer. My friend has twins. They’re a lot of work, but so cute.”

Jon sat down and placed his application form and booklets beside him. “You have any children?” he asked her.

“A girl, she’s almost two. Will these be your first?”

Jon nodded.

“Maggie said she might have to close the business for a few weeks after they’re born. She’s already booked through the end of April. I know I’m biased because I work for her, but Maggie’s the best interior designer in town.”

Jon glanced down at the application form sitting next to him. If he asked her to move to Mallorca it would be a sacrifice for her too. She had a good business going here. She’d probably worked hard to establish it just like his mother had. Shit, what was he going to do?

Maggie emerged from the conference room with two women. She glanced at him, so he winked at her.

“I’ll be in touch and I can start on that probably the third week in January,” she told them.

“That sounds perfect. And if you need to look at the rooms again just give one of us a call.”

Maggie shook hands with both women then walked over to Jon. “How did you get on at the hospital?” she asked.

He should tell her he couldn’t go through with this whole moving to Maine thing. She’d understand, but she’d been so happy about everything that he just couldn’t.

“Great. I have to fill in some applications and get some references and that shouldn’t be too hard.”

“You want to grab some lunch before I head over to an office building to estimate another job?”

“Sure, but do you think you’re taking on too much?”

By the look she’d given him, the smile turning to a frown, he’d obviously said the wrong thing.

“I’m not going to let this pregnancy slow me down. I feel great. A bit tired but nothing I can’t handle.”

“Okay, but let’s get your blood pressure checked before you head back to work this afternoon.”

* * * *

Mike, Maggie’s ex, hadn’t fussed over her like this when she’d been pregnant with any of the girls. But Jon was a doctor and also one hell of a guy.

He’d purchased a blood pressure kit and stethoscope in the drugstore. Now, she was sitting in her office with one sleeve rolled up, feeling the cuff squeeze her biceps as Jon pumped it up. He listened and watched the dial as he released the air.

He slung the scope around his neck before tearing away the Velcro strap. She smiled. She bet that his female patients’ blood pressure shot sky high when he was this close.

She stroked his face. Maggie had told him she had a thing for designer stubble and he’d purposely not shaved for three days. He had the beginnings of a beard, rough under her fingertips.

“Did you have high blood pressure during your other pregnancies?” he asked her.

“I can’t remember because it’s been almost twenty years since my last one… I don’t think so, why?”

“It’s still slightly elevated and not where I want to see it.” He sounded like a typical doctor now. “You’ll need to be on a low sodium diet for the rest of the pregnancy.”

Yeah, definitely like an MD.

“Not even salt and vinegar potato chips?”

“Maggie, definitely not salted chips.”

“You worry too much.”

“If anything happened to you I’d…”

She kissed him. “I’m sure you’re the reason my blood pressure is elevated. I’m kinda jealous that your female patients probably find you just as sexy as I do.”

* * * *

Jon knew he’d stepped out of line when he’d called Dr Varney to chat about Maggie’s blood pressure. He’d always found it irritating when the patient’s family thought they knew better than he did. “I don’t want to interfere and this is just doctor to doctor, okay?”

“We’ll definitely keep a close eye on Maggie. I promise you. And even when you’re back in Mallorca, feel free to call me.”

“I will and…” Jon heard the garage door opening. Maggie had returned home. “There’s Maggie. I don’t want her to think I’ve been talking to you, so this is our secret, okay?”

He said a quick goodbye to Dr Varney and flicked on the TV, slouching in front of it like he’d been watching for hours.

“Sorry I’m late but my last appointment ran longer than I thought, so I picked up takeout from the Chinese restaurant down the road.” Maggie stepped into the living room carrying a brown paper sack and put it on the coffee table.

“You want me to get some flatware and something to drink?”

“Sure,” Maggie said, taking off her coat and kicking off her shoes.

Jon returned with two cans of soda and forks. Maggie sat on the floor, took out the boxes and placed them on the table. “I got white rice, not fried, because of the sodium and fat,” she said, grinning at him.

“And no soy sauce for you, either.” He snatched away the little dark packets from her hand and threw them back in the bag. He joined her on the floor and looked in one of the boxes, making sure it was okay for her to eat.

“Stir fried chicken and vegetables, doctor,” she said.

“Sounds like something you need.”

“So what did you get up to after I went back to work?” Maggie asked, diving into the stir fry with her chopsticks.

“I filled in my application.”

“Do you know what department you’ll be working in?”

Maybe he should tell her he’d be an intern, not a fully-fledged doctor. But then she’d probably worry about him not being happy and that’s the last thing she needed.

“I don’t think I’ll know until I start work there,” Jon said, picking up a slice of red pepper with his chopsticks.

Maggie put her head on his shoulder. “One good thing is, if the babies get sick—as they always do with ear infections and colds—you’ll be there to check them out. Look at the money we’ll save.”

Money. He wouldn’t be making nearly as much as a fully-fledged doctor. What if he couldn’t provide for Maggie and the family that was on their way? Shit, he hadn’t thought any of this out and playing happy families wasn’t as easy as it seemed. Maybe he should suggest that she go back to Mallorca with him.

* * * *

Maggie and Jon had settled down in front of the TV for the night. The weather had turned bitterly cold, so she’d lit the fire.

“You know what one of my fantasies has always been since I bought this house?” she asked.

“What?”

“To make love on that rug right in front of the roaring fire.”

“Then I think I can grant you that wish. And let me add, as soon as I saw that fire I thought ‘I’d like to strip Maggie in front of it and kiss every inch of that delectable body of hers’.”

After getting her naked, he started on her back, letting his mouth travel up her spine one tiny spot at a time. It tickled and she wiggled her butt. His lips trailed over her shoulder bones before he blew in her ear before whispering, “Time to turn over.”

She flipped on to her back and stroked his face.

“You want me to start at the top or bottom this time?”

“Top and don’t raise my blood pressure, okay?” She closed her eyes as he planted minute kisses over her collarbone, made a trail down her ribs and then kissed each nipple. He found her belly and kissed its bump, travelled down her pubic bone, down each leg.

Maggie groaned. He liked that. He lifted her foot and kissed its sole before spreading her legs.

“I want to be on top now,” she said.

Jon rolled on to his back and pulled Maggie up so she could straddle him. She took his cock into her hands, pushed her hips forward and then slipped him inside before sitting down on his thighs.

Maggie’s pussy tightened around his cock. He watched with delight as she started to ride him as he reared up. He touched her belly as her boobs bobbed up and down, the nipples erect, red from the glow of the fire. She was a goddess and he was deep inside her.

She whimpered a few times and touched her nipples. God, he loved it when she did that. He hardened even more inside her. He didn’t think that was possible but Maggie had a way of doing that to him.

Maggie was crying his name now. Her pussy was squeezing his cock, pulsating along its entire length. She gave one final scream and bent over, sending his cock slamming into the back of her pussy. Jon couldn’t hang on any longer. He tightened his butt muscles and climaxed inside her.

Maggie rested her body on top of Jon and nipped his lower lip. He’d filled her like never before.

“Wow, we’ll have to try that again. I didn’t do any work and the payoff was fantastic. That was quite the orgasm for me,” he said.

He didn’t need to tell her that because the mixture of their juices was sliding out of her pussy and down her thigh, though his cock was still partially inside her. She kissed him again, and at the same time felt movement in her womb.

It took her by surprise, startled her. She rolled off Jon onto the floor, holding her belly so she could enjoy the fluttering inside her.

“What’s wrong?” Jon asked, sounding panicky.

“It’s the babies.”

“Okay, show me where the pain is.”

She grabbed his arm to stop him from getting up. “I’m not sure if it’s the doctor or first-time father in you, but nothing’s wrong.” She placed his hand on her belly, hoping he could feel what she was experiencing. “I haven’t felt this in so long. It’s one of the best things about being pregnant, feeling your baby move in your womb. And this is so amazing. I can feel both of them at the same time.”

Jon ran his hand over her belly and kissed it.

She held his head there, knowing that when he went back to Mallorca she was going to miss him like never before.

Chapter Fourteen

“Maggie, please don’t get upset like this.” Jon wiped her tears away with his index finger. At the airport, he felt like he was at the lowest point of his life. He’d been about to go through security when Maggie had just lost it and burst into tears. He didn’t want to leave her either. He wanted to be with her all the time, watch her stomach get bigger each week, feel his babies swimming around inside her.

“We’ll talk every day. We’ll even use the webcam I’ve set up on your computer so I can see your belly get bigger. I’ll be back before you know it.”

“I know the time will pass quickly and I’ve got lots of work to keep me occupied, a nursery to get ready. I’m going to make you miss your flight so just hurry through the security before I break down completely.”

He kissed her and pulled her in tight to him. “I love you,” he whispered.

“I love you too. I’m not going to wait, so don’t turn around to wave when you get through the other side, okay? It’ll make me too sad.”

“I’ll email you as soon as I get to Mallorca because it will be too early in the morning to call and you need your sleep.” He gave her one final kiss before getting in line.

He was relieved that Maggie didn’t want him to turn and wave one last time. He didn’t think he was up to it either.

* * * *

Maggie decided she had to do something to keep herself occupied. If she went straight home after saying goodbye to Jon, she’d just sit there and cry. She phoned Katie and asked if she’d like to grab something to eat with her, then do something Maggie knew she had to start thinking about. Buying things for the babies.