Please get me pregnant

"I really appreciate what you did, Logan," Ava said as she showered. "I had my doubts about Dickson but I couldn't bring myself to fire him."

"Don't mention it," Logan sat down beside Ava's king-sized bed. "Umm.... Do I really have to be here in your room while you shower?"

"What's the big deal?" Ava said over the bathroom curtains. "You spent the weekend with Yuna and I learnt you both shared the same bed."

Logan winced. "I'd have you know we didn't do anything."

"I know," Ava said, turning off the shower. "Yuna told me you were a gentleman. Still, I'm not Yuna."

Logan stiffened when Ava drew back the curtain and stepped out.

One look at her and Logan was a dead duck. Ava always wore baggy clothes which hide her figure and leave little to the imagination.

But now, clad in her towel, Logan could see she had the sexiest body he had ever seen.

Even Yuna couldn't measure up to Ava's figure.

Logan swallowed as he stared at her breasts, straining hard against her towel.

Ava was a G-c

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