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E L SimonContemporaryDark RomanceSteamyCEOActor / ActressVictimAffairDivorcePregnant
He stepped out with a smug expression and walked up without a word, holding out a small black zippered pouch.
Vivi blinked at it. “What is this?”
Wes looked far too pleased with himself. “Open it.”
Inside were small, strange pots—sterile containers, a spatula, packets she didn’t want to look too closely at.
Her stomach dropped.
“There are instructions,” Wes said lazily. “Read them later.”
Then he casually added, “Since you’re infertile, you might as well collect Maddox’s cum for someone who can actually use it.”
Celeste?