Her lips curved into a wicked smile, her voice playful but cutting as she added, “You’re the one who said she wasn’t educated or smart. You were worried your child might inherit her inferior genes, weren’t you? You wanted a child from me—someone beautiful and intelligent. Isn’t that what you hoped for? A perfect child with perfect traits?”
She leaned even closer, her breath brushing against his skin as she purred, “Don’t you think that makes you sound like a bit of a hypocrite, Tom?”
Tom’s eyes darkened, his fury intensifying as he glared at her.
But Lori seemed to relish his anger. Her smile grew even more seductive, her tone dripping with provocation. “Enough with the talk. Today just happens to be my ovulation day. Why don’t we give it another shot? Who knows? Maybe this time we’ll get lucky.”
“What’s between us is nothing but mutual convenience, right? So, once I’m pregnant with your baby, you’ll give me a hefty sum of money. Then you and Charity can raise our little bundle of joy together. As for me, I’ll take that money, travel the world and maybe even spoil myself with a few boy toys along the way. Everyone’s happy.”