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“No.” He shook his head. “If you don’t mind, I would like to hold you in my arms for a while.” Without giving her any choice, he lifted her up and went into the living room, where he lowered himself into a comfortable armchair. “When did you find out?”
“I suspected a week or two ago, but I did not dare hope.”
Her fingers trace his strong jaw. “After the disappointment last month, I decided to make certain. I went out and bought some home pregnancy tests two days ago, and they were positive, But I wanted to confirm it with a doctor.”
“Who is this Dr. Grayson?”
“An OBGYN we did something for a year ago. She is very professional, and I had a specific reason for choosing her. She specializes in difficult pregnancies. Her patients are mature women, and she works with them every step of the way.”
“Can she be bought?”
“Richard!”
His hands cradled her face. “I hate to point it out to you, darling, but we are in the spotlight.”
“I trust her, and I am not switching doctors,” she warned.
“I will have to have her checked out.”
She glared at him. “Are you trying to ruin my moment?”
“I am sorry, baby.” His eyes were bright, his body quivering. “I never dreamed–”He buried his face in her neck and took several breaths. “I am making a hell of a mess of everything because I don’t know how to react.”
Clamping her hands on either side of his face, she raised him up until they were face to face. “Tell me you are happy,” she whispered.
“Is there any doubt?”
“I need you to say it, darling.”
“As long as I live, I will cherish you and this baby. You will know every minute of the day that you are loved.”
“Much better. Now, can we please go and have something to eat? I am starving.”
He crushed her to him, breathing in her scent. “We cannot have the mother to be experiencing hunger. You are, after all, eating for two. Just let me hold you for a few more minutes.” His hand went to her stomach, and he felt the shudder wracking his body.
“Will you still love me when I am swollen and misshapen?” She combed her fingers through the thick softness of his hair.
“Even then.” Tilting her chin up, he brushed her lips with his. “As long as you continue to give me as much sex as I crave.”
“You are always craving sex,” she told him dryly.
“Precisely. “He grinned at her. “Keep it coming and you have nothing to fear.”
Leaning forward, she bit him on the bottom lip and sent a jolt straight into his system.
“Christ, baby.” He drew in a deep breath. “I am afraid dinner will have to wait for about half an hour. There is another more pressing yearning that cannot wait.”
*****
They ate in bed.
“I wanted this to be special. The table was set, I bought flowers, and everything and it was all for nothing.”
“Shut up and eat your vegetables," he ordered, popping some grapes into her mouth.
“Is this the way you are going to be ordering me about?” She mumbled around the fruit.
“I am going to be checking on you every minute of the day. We need to instruct Ms. Hall to stock up on more fruits and vegetables.” A frown touched his brow. “Did you get any medication? Should I buy you anything?”