Chapter 56

“Jake literally can’t muster up the ability to do it. Anytime we get close, he has images of impaling a baby’s head or other such nonsense about guilt or making me miscarry. You know what he’s like about being forthcoming with his insecurities… pretends that he’s got none. He’s completely freaking out about it, and no amount of reassurance from the doctor has changed that. He’s treating me like fine china, and if I so much as dare to move an inch, he’s all over me asking me what I need, if I want to lay down, or if I should even be moving around. He’s suffocating me with over-protectiveness, and to be frank, I feel like strangling him to death.” I let it out in a gush, then grin at the hilarity of it all; it appears playboy Casanova Carrero has done a massive U-turn.

Leila bursts into hysterical laughter and falls sideways on the bed, unable to control herself.

“Oh, my God.” She wheezes, trying to gain control. “Who knew hot stud Carrero would go celibate and turn into s