Laughing to myself and shaking my head, I texted back. You better show yourself or I’ll leave.

Go back. I’ll be right there.

Got it. Going.

As I headed back to the restaurant, I made a quick stop in the restroom and started the long walk down the hall. Suddenly, I was snatched from the side.

“Max,” I screamed, feeling my heart leap out of my chest.

Max’s arms around my body calmed my nerves. I thought I was going to have a heart attack. We were in a secluded corner, so no one could see us if they were glancing by.

“Sorry, babe. What took you so long? I thought someone kidnapped you.” He grinned.

“I stopped by the restroom.”

Max’s brows twitched. “Anyone in there?”

“Max,” I squealed, knowing what he was implying. “Why are you hiding in this corner?”

“I just want to see you privately before I go in there with you. I haven’t seen you in four days. You’re torturing me.”

“I missed you, too, but Becca is so miserable. I couldn’t just leave her by herself.”

Max’s naughty hands were all over me while his lips tenderly kissed me gently on my face and neck, as if to savor this moment and me. “I know. I understand. Matthew told me what happened, but I think what Becky is telling you and what Matthew is telling me are two different stories. Becky needs to stop being stubborn and answer Matthew’s phone calls.”

“What?” I pulled away. “What do you mean? Becky told me that Matthew wanted space.”

We both looked confused. Max’s brows crinkled. He had no idea how sexy he looked right now. “Matthew did tell Becky he needed space, but he called her a couple of days later. She wouldn’t answer his phone calls. He even went to your apartment and there was no answer.”

None of this made sense. Who was telling the truth? I would bet my money on Matthew; Becky liked to punish herself. That was how she liked to deal with guilt. Now I knew the whole picture.

“We need to get back,” I said, tugging him out of the corner.

“Not so fast. I didn’t get enough. I need a little bit more.”

There were no words after that. Max let me know how much he missed me. I was getting to the point that I wanted to drag him to the ladies room with me or even the men’s room; I didn’t care which one. His hard passionate kisses and his hands touching every sensitive area got me completely unglued.

Tilting my head back, I gave Max easier access. “Max, there’s no one in the ladies’ room right now.” I had no idea what had come over me. There was no way I would have ever suggested this before.

Max’s eyes lit up with a wicked grin. “Are you sure?”

“I want you,” I purred. “I want you inside of me right now, but make it quick.”

There was no need to convince him further. He was already hot and ready. Taking my hand, we snuck into the restroom. Max took me to the last stall and turned me to face the wall. After he unzipped his pants and pulled down my panties, he was in. They said that pregnancy hormones would not only make you horny but also extra sensitive. Oh hell yes! I was already climaxing, but Max didn’t know how much. Having to hold in my cries of pleasure only made me breathe harder.

“I want to rip your dress off you,” he groaned into my hair.

I moaned from his words and tilted my head sideways. Getting a better view of him, our lips were able to touch. Max’s tongue took control and conquered my mouth, inside and out.

Max held me tightly. I could feel his hot breath against the side of my neck as he pumped faster and harder. “I’m going to have to end this soon, babe. We’ll continue after dinner. This is no good. I need to touch your skin. I want every part of me touching you.”

With a soft groan and growl, Max had his climax. Looking pleased and contented, he kissed my lips. He nudged lovingly with his nose to mine and gave me one more kiss before we took off, laughing like teenagers.

After the introduction and greetings, Max took his reserved seat next to mine. I tried to ignore the looks Nicole’s friends and relatives were giving Max, but it was very evident when all I could see was the sparkle in their eyes and their flirtatious smiles. It was something I had to get used to. Max was not only good looking, he took very good care of his body. And every inch of him showed that he did.

When he took off his suit jacket, his form fitted white dress shirt that curved to his ripped chest was drool worthy. Besides the young ladies, even Nicole’s mother and mother-in-law-to-be were staring. I had to remind myself that I didn’t need to be jealous. I was going to be Mrs. Maxwell Knight soon, and the mother of his child.

Dinner was delicious and the conversation was light. Everyone seemed to be having a great time, and surprisingly, even Becky. She was flirting with a guy she was paired up with to walk down the aisle. It didn’t help that he was heavily flirting with her as well. I knew she was enjoying the attention, especially with what was happening with Matthew. She was trying to forget him.

“Who are you walking down the aisle with tomorrow?” Max whispered into my ear.

“His name is Andy and he’s sitting right across from you,” I whispered back.

Immediately, Max let go of his hand from mine and wrapped his arms around my shoulder. Pulling me closer, he planted a kiss on my lips that made the other women gawk with jealousy. Max had no idea they were drooling; he was too concerned about letting Andy know that I was his.

“Max, what are you doing?” I asked softly so that only he could hear.