Betty’s POV

The words hit me like a slap.

“Why don’t we start working on a baby?”

My brain short-circuited. What the hell was wrong with this pervert? I was completely flustered.

One second I was balanced on the edge of the pool, my cheeks burning scarlet, heart racing from the almost-kiss and the dangerous softness in his voice.

The next second the world tilted.

I jerked back on instinct too fast, my body lost balance, desperate to put space between us before my body betrayed me ...