DANTE'S POV
"Looking for me?" I repeated, taking a step backward. "Why? What's going on?"
She hesitated, her eyes searching mine, then suddenly closed the distance between us. Her lips met mine in a surprising kiss.
For a moment, I froze and my mind was spinning. This was not what I had expected.
I should have pulled away, but then her hand slipped down, brushing against my dick, and all thoughts of stopping went right out the window.
"Damn it, Linda," I muttered as I grabbed her, kissing her back with a fierceness I didn't know I had in me.
Her body pressed against mine, and for a moment, it felt like nothing else mattered. But then reality snapped back, and I pulled away, breathless.
"We really shouldn't be doing this," I panted, stepping back. "Linda, you're pregnant. This... it isn't right."
She just smiled at me, and without a word, she started unbuttoning her shirt.