Chapter SeventeenEmily was almost ready to head downstairs when her cell phone rang and she couldn't ignore the gleeful leap of her heart. Matt Pendleton wasn't the only person who had her cell number, but he was certainly one of a select few. Snatching up the phone, she glanced at the caller ID and grinned. “Hello?”
Matt's deep voiced curled around her senses. “Hi Em. How are you?”
“Matt, hello. I'm fine. I'm glad you called.” Emily rolled her eyes, conscious of how ridiculously enthusiastic she sounded. Three days had passed since she'd been ambushed by Matt at Paul's house, and she was still dealing with tiny orgasmic clenches in her womb, which erupted every time she thought about their time together. They'd made love three times – once in the living room and twice more in Paul and M
