Sarah was still recovering from their evening of lovemaking with Adam. Maria closed her eyes and let the memories wash over her. She no longer questioned how Sarah had become so important to her so quickly. That had simply happened. She was like quality air. She was a fresh drink in an arid desert. She mattered a hell of a lot. Maria smoothed the skin of her tight belly. Things were completely right with Sarah. But what was going on with Adam? She’d have to find out fairly soon. She hated not knowing where she stood with him. Was he jealous? He seemed satisfied enough with their current arrangement. Why shouldn’t he be—he was fucking two women who demanded very little from him, other than his cock. That was about to change. She stretched her arms above her head and lowered them, crossing them beneath her bosom. She wasn’t going to settle for fantastic sex. She wanted commitment beyond swearing off other partners. Marriage wasn’t what it was about, either. She wanted Adam to agree to father her child and to commit to being that child’s father for the long haul.
