Chapter 32

CHAPTER 32

Roman

“Speaking of moms. Are you going to call yours and tell her she’s going to be a grandma?”

“Do I have to?” Morgan whined.

“Yeah, babe. You do.”

“I’ll think about it.” She kissed my lips and jumped off the bed.

“Where are you going?”

“To get my phone so we can order a pizza. I’m starving.”

I lay there with my hands behind my head and thought about how this house would be overrun in eight months with baby items and a crying baby. I felt its weight in my chest and wouldn’t lie and say I wasn’t scared. I was closing one chapter of my life and starting another. A chapter that included a beautiful woman whom I was deeply in love with and a kid on the way—a new chapter that would continue on for the rest of our lives.

The following day, we got up, made coffee, and took it out on the patio .

“I sent a text to my brothers to stop at the bakery and pick up some pastries,” I said, bringing the coffee cup to my lips.

“Pastries sound good. I’m going to call my Uncle Louie today and tell him about the baby.”

“Am I ever going to get to meet Uncle Louie?” I smirked.

“Yes, you’ll meet him. He’ll love you.” A beautiful smile graced her lips.

The sliding door opened, and my brothers stepped onto the patio.

“We bring sugar delight.” Julian grinned, setting the box of pastries on the patio table.

“Go make yourselves a coffee and sit down. I have something to tell you,” I told them.

“It sounds serious. Bro, it’s too early for seriousness,” Julian said.

“Just go get your coffees and get your asses back out here.”

A few moments later, Parker and Julian joined us around the table.

“What do you have to tell us?” Parker asked.

I reached over and took hold of Morgan’s hand. “Morgan is pregnant. I’m going to be a father.”

“Excuse me?” Julian spit out the coffee he’d just sipped.

“Wow. A baby?” Parker cocked his head.

“Oh, come on, bro. I don’t like kids, but now I’ll have to like yours because it’ll be my niece or nephew.”

“That’s right.” I pointed at him. “And it’ll be your job as an uncle to spoil him or her rotten.”

“Congratulations.” Parker stood from his seat and hugged Morgan and me. “I can’t believe there’s going to be a baby in the family.”

“I can’t either. But I am happy for both of you. Come here.” Julian stood and hugged us. “I promise to try and like the kid.”

“You’re such a douchebag.” I chuckled, punching his shoulder.

“Have you told the moms yet?” Parker asked. “They’re going to flip out in a good way.”

“No. So, don’t say anything. We’ll tell them at family dinner next week.”

My alarm went off, and Monday morning was here. Rolling over, I pressed my lips against Morgan’s shoulder.

“Time to get up. It’s your first official day at The Hamilton Group.”

“Not today. I’m too tired.” She pulled the sheet over her head.

I chuckled, pulling it back and rolling her over. I straddled her and held her arms above her head.

“You start today.” I smiled.

Her eyes stared into mine as she brought her hand up and softly stroked my face.

“You’re so sexy, all bruised up.”

“I’m still a little sore, but I know something that can help.”

“Oh yeah? What?”

“A hot shower and your beautiful lips wrapped around the hard-on I’m sporting right now.”

“Let’s go.” She grinned.

I started the shower, and we climbed inside. Getting down on her knees, I took in the pleasure of her warm mouth until she jumped up, placed her hand over her mouth, flew open the shower door, and ran to the toilet .

I stared at her as I wiped the steam from the glass.

“Are you okay?”

“Do I look like I’m okay?”

“I’m feeling a little offended.” I chuckled, washing my hair.

“As you should. I felt fine until I—you know.”

She climbed back into the shower, and I wrapped my arms around her, kissing the top of her head.

After arriving at the office, I grabbed a cup of coffee and took Morgan to an empty office down the hall from mine.

“What do you think?”

“Is this mine?” she asked.

“It is. I’m going to need a list of everything you’ll need.”

“I’ll take care of it.” She grinned. “Including a new desk. “This one isn’t big enough for all of my equipment.”

“You do whatever you have to. This office is your oyster.” I kissed her lips. “I have to get to the jail and talk to a new client. Do you want to come?”

“Sure.” She smiled.

“Okay. I’ll come get you when I’m ready to leave.”

I headed to my office and asked Olivia to step inside.

“Yes, boss? Ugh, your poor face.”

“I’m fine. I wanted to let you know that Morgan is pregnant with our child.”

“Oh my gosh, Roman. Congratulations. Wow. You’re going to be a dad.”

“Thank you. I know how fast gossip travels around here, so spread the word. I don’t want anyone being caught off guard.”

“Some of the ladies here won’t be happy.” She smirked.

“Then they can seek employment elsewhere.” I winked.

I grabbed the file I needed from my desk and shoved it into my briefcase. After getting Morgan, we climbed into the back of the Escalade.

“What is your new client being charged with?” she asked.

“He’s being charged with the disappearance of his fiancée.”

“Nice.” She sighed.

We were escorted into a room where we sat and waited for the guards to bring Mr. Jude Taylor in. The door opened, and he was escorted inside and handcuffed to the table.

“Mr. Taylor, I’m Roman Hamilton. Your family has hired me as your attorney. This is Morgan Ashley. She’ll be helping with your case.”

After we talked to him for two hours, we left the room, and Morgan glanced at me.

“He’s guilty,” she said.

“I know he is.” I sighed. “I’ll have to try and get the best possible deal for him. Shit.” I shook my head.

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