Incredible Beauty Read Online Free

Incredible Beauty
Book: Incredible Beauty Read Online Free
Author: Missy Johnson
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hospital.
    "I'll let you out at the front, so you don’t have to walk," Cass offered. I shook my head.
    "No, its fine," I smiled, the idea of walking in there by myself made me feel sick. All those people just staring at me, not to mention thinking up things to say to the receptionist. And what if someone sat down next to me? I'd have to-
    The vibration interrupting my thoughts and I dug my phone out of my pocket. I was expecting it to be Simon and I was right. Uneasiness ran through me, he had better not be calling to tell me he couldn't make it. There was no way in hell I was going in alone. Even going in with Cass would be hard, because she wasn't Simon.
    "Hello?" I answered nervously, glancing around the parking lot for his car.
    "Hey sugar, I'm here, where are you?"
    "Out the back, finding a space to park," I said, relief crashing through me. My light-headedness began to subside as the thumping in my chest returned to normal. "Can you check me in?"
    "Already done. See you in a minute," he chuckled.
    We walked silently toward the entrance, I could see Simon standing there waiting for us, his hands shoved into his pockets and his purple tie loosened against the charcoal backdrop that was his shirt. His expression broke into a smile as he caught sight of us.
    Fuck, he was gorgeous. Seeing Simon standing there, leaning against the wall in his work clothes made me imagine the sexy body that hid underneath. I flicked my lip as I thought about him, naked and in front of me. Like last night, when my hands had roamed every inch of that hard body. I smiled dreamily at the memory. No loss of libido here.
    "How are you?" he asked, wrapping his arms around me, smiling.
    "I'm okay,” I answered. "How's work?" I asked, tilting my face upwards for a kiss. He cradled my face with his hand, his thumb stroking under my eye as his lips met mine. His touch sent tingles down my spine.
    "Busy, I can't wait to transfer actually." He looked tired which was not surprising, considering he was averaging about three hours of sleep a night. That was another thing I worried about him driving so far on such little sleep. God forbid if he forgot to text me when he got to work. That had happened once, three weeks ago I called a cab to drive past his work and check his car was in the parking lot.
    "I can't wait to have you home more either, if you know what I mean," I grinned, meeting his lips for a kiss. Cass snorted next to me. I blushed, forgetting for a moment that she was there.
    "Alright if I go?" she asked dryly. She gave me a quick kiss on the cheek before heading back through the parking lot. “Text me later!” she shouted.
    "How've you been today? How's bean?" He brushed his hand past my stomach. "You're getting bigger every time I see you," he joked.
    "Careful," I laughed. "That's not a smart thing to say to a girl."
    "You know what I mean," he said, shaking his head. "I love how round your stomach is starting to get and you know how turned on I get when I see you naked," he whispered softly. That was true. Simon had become extra frisky since I'd become pregnant, if that were even possible. There were many times I forgot our significant age difference, but there were also times that it seemed to hit me in the face, like last night.
    Simon had a lot of baggage from his previous relationship and while I know I had my own issues, sometimes I felt like a young inexperienced girl who, when it came down to it, knew nothing about real life. How much could I have really learned being holed up in my own environment for ten years? Sure, I had my own experiences, but when it came to our relationship I didn’t feel like they mattered.
    “You ready to go in? If we stay out here any longer I might end up getting arrested for public indecency,” he joked, his hand creeping up the inside of my shirt. Smiling, I gripped his hand and pulled it down to a more appropriate area for daylight groping, my thigh.
    “Behave,” I laughed, kissing him.
     
     
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