A couple of days after Breeding 101, I sat in my home office while Sierra showered in our bedroom after another round of me desperately trying to put a baby inside her. I scratched the back of my head and wondered if she considered it our bedroom yet. And, hell, a baby? My lips curled into a small smile. I surely hoped she wanted it as much as I did.
Even though another semester had started for Sierra, she hadn’t returned regularly to her dorm. Instead, she had stayed over longer than I’d expected her to. And while I loved her here with me, I hated how she had been so quiet lately.
I leaned back in my chair and gazed out the windows that overlooked Pittsburgh. The sun had begun setting behind the buildings, pockets of light beaming out around the skyscrapers. I blew out a low breath and
