The Captain's Baby Bargain. Merline Lovelace

of panic. “Can’t I pee on a stick or something? Find out now?”

      “Hang loose. I’ll get a kit.”

      Swish edged off the exam table, her boots thudding on the floor. Too agitated to sit, she paced the tiny room. She couldn’t be pregnant. The odds couldn’t be that stacked against her and Gabe!

      A chance meeting at a traffic light. One hot and heavy session between the sheets. Okay, two. Three? No, just two. She’d climaxed first. She was sure she had. Then she’d straddled Gabe’s hips and pumped him for all she was worth.