Code Name Heist Read online Sawyer Bennett (Jameson Force Security #3)

Categories Genre: Action, Contemporary, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Jameson Force Security Series by Sawyer Bennett
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Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 72079 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
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She smiles coyly, glancing down at Avery, then back to me.

“Reveal what?” I ask blankly, wondering what the hell she’s talking about.

“You know,” she replies with a smirk. “You with a baby in your arms, seeming silly stupid in love. Clearly, you’re good daddy material, so….”

“So?”

Sin finally rolls her eyes, swatting my shoulder with her hand. “You are thick sometimes, Bellinger.”

I’m thick?

What the hell—

I freeze, her words suddenly making sense. “You’re pregnant?” I ask hesitantly.

She grins. “Took a home pregnancy test a few days ago. It was positive, but I hadn’t figured out how to tell you yet.”

“And you thought it would be a good idea to blurt it out at a wedding reception?” I ask incredulously, but, inside, something massive is welling up in my chest.

A feeling…it’s huge. Like nothing I’ve ever experienced before.

“Surprise,” she says with a pert smile and a shrug. “Are you freaked out?”

And then it comes… a face-splitting grin that touches both my ears. “Hell yes, I’m freaked out,” I exclaim with a whoop. I lean forward, slamming a hard kiss onto Sin’s mouth while taking pains not to crush Avery in between us. “But I’m also beyond happy.”

Admittedly, we haven’t talked too much about kids. Not since our reconciliation in the Rosewood hotel where we joked about getting pregnant. I mean… we dispensed with condoms and we never discussed birth control.

And let’s face it… Sin and I fuck like rabbits all the time. We can’t get enough of each other. I can’t be surprised she’s pregnant.

But I can be deliriously happy, because the one thing I’ve realized is we are ready for this. It’s like we’ve been waiting forever for something like this.

“We need to get married now,” I point out, taking the old-fashioned notion a couple has to be legally wed to have a child.

Sin snorts, not buying that. She thinks we’re too progressive to think that way.

Whatever.

“When we get home, we’re pulling out our calendar and setting a wedding date,” I say, giving a quick glance at Avery to make sure she’s okay. “And this will finally convince your dad to move to Pittsburgh.”

Sin’s eyes light up at that notion. We’ve been working hard on getting him to come here, but he’s been fighting us. We can’t figure out if he wants to succumb to his old ways or if he’s afraid to try living somewhere new.

Regardless, I know one thing about George Westin. He’s as ready to be a grandpa as we are to be parents.

I reach a hand out to Sin, lower it to her belly, and press my palm there. “Hey little Bellinger,” I murmur. “Can’t wait to officially meet you.”

Glancing up, I see Sin’s eyes are a little wet. Her hand covers mine, and she squeezes. “This is everything.”

“You’re everything,” I correct.

“We’re everything,” she says, pushing my palm a little harder against her stomach.

I like that.

A lot.

“Yes,” I assure her. “We’re everything.”

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