“You did it,” she whispered. “You got them to retract the story. How?”
“I had some help,” he said with a smile.
“But . . . this other woman. Who is she?”
“A model and escort. Holly found her and—”
Sabrina threw herself into his arms, cutting off his next words. “Thank you!”
She felt his warm lips on hers, lips she’d missed and craved for the last two days. His arms wrapped around her, holding her so tightly to him that she felt physically how much he’d missed her too.
His mouth devoured hers, his tongue stroking forcefully against hers, delving deep, reacquainting himself with her, while she was doing the same. It had been too long to be away from him. Right at that moment she realized that she would have never been able to leave him for good.
“God, I missed you!” he murmured when he severed the kiss. “Please don’t ever leave me again.”
“Never again, I promise.”
“I’ll hold you to your promise.”
She reached for him, pulling his face back to her. “I want you.”
“You’ve got me, baby, body and soul.”
He tugged on her T-shirt and pulled it over her head, making her shiver despite the warmth in the apartment. His hands swept over her naked breasts, caressing them tenderly. She felt his touch more intensely now. The pregnancy had made her breasts more sensitive.
The pregnancy. Her heart stopped. She hadn’t told him about it yet, but she didn’t think she could keep it a secret until their wedding night. He needed to know, and she needed to tell him.
“Daniel,” she whispered just as he dipped his head to one breast and sucked her hardened nipple into his mouth, pulling on it gently, while licking over it with the full breadth of his tongue. The texture of it rubbing over her receptive flesh made her shudder with pleasure.
“Yes?” he murmured against her flesh.
“There’s something you need to . . . ”
“ . . . do?” he asked. “Anything you want, baby. You just tell me what you need.”
“No, something you need to know,” she tried again and took his head between both hands, lifting it off her breast and forcing him to look at her.
The passion that clouded his eyes made her womb clench in anticipation.
“I’m pregnant.” She let out a breath. “I’m having your baby.”
Warmth and adoration now radiated from his eyes. “I know, baby.”
Surprised, her mouth dropped open. “You know?”
He nodded, his hand now sliding gently down her torso until it came to rest on her belly. He stroked over it in slow movements. “I should have noticed earlier. When I touch you now, I can feel the changes in your body. Your breasts are fuller and so much more responsive when I touch them. And when I look into your face, I can see the glow. You’re radiant, Sabrina. I should have seen it. I should have known. It’s no surprise that you took everything so hard. You had such a burden to carry, so much stress to deal with. I should have realized earlier that your hormones were making everything more difficult for you. Had I known . . . ”
She put a finger over his lips, stopping him. “I wanted to find the perfect moment to tell you, but when everything took a turn for the worse, I couldn’t. I didn’t want you to feel obligated and marry me just because of the baby. Because I know you would have never let me go had you known.”
Daniel shook his head and laughed softly. “Sabrina, let’s be clear about one thing: I’ll never let you go, pregnant or not. We belong together. Without you, I’m only half a man.”
She pushed back the tear that threatened to run down her cheek at his loving words. “How did you find out? Holly?”
“After Jay let it slip that he saw you and Holly at the OBGYN office, I confronted her. She really had no choice but to tell me at that point. So don’t be mad at her.”
“I’m not.” She kissed him softly.
“Good,” he agreed. “Now, where were we?” He ran his eyes over her naked torso. “Oh, yes, I believe I was about to undress you completely and make love to you.”
She reached for the top button of his polo shirt and opened it. “Then what are you doing standing there fully dressed?”
He stepped out of her arms and pulled his shirt over his head, tossing it to the ground. His shoes, pants, and boxer briefs followed.
Then he tugged on the string that tied her sweatpants at her waist and loosened the knot. The material dropped to the floor with a soft whoosh, leaving her standing in only a G-string.
“I had some help,” he said with a smile.
“But . . . this other woman. Who is she?”
“A model and escort. Holly found her and—”
Sabrina threw herself into his arms, cutting off his next words. “Thank you!”
She felt his warm lips on hers, lips she’d missed and craved for the last two days. His arms wrapped around her, holding her so tightly to him that she felt physically how much he’d missed her too.
His mouth devoured hers, his tongue stroking forcefully against hers, delving deep, reacquainting himself with her, while she was doing the same. It had been too long to be away from him. Right at that moment she realized that she would have never been able to leave him for good.
“God, I missed you!” he murmured when he severed the kiss. “Please don’t ever leave me again.”
“Never again, I promise.”
“I’ll hold you to your promise.”
She reached for him, pulling his face back to her. “I want you.”
“You’ve got me, baby, body and soul.”
He tugged on her T-shirt and pulled it over her head, making her shiver despite the warmth in the apartment. His hands swept over her naked breasts, caressing them tenderly. She felt his touch more intensely now. The pregnancy had made her breasts more sensitive.
The pregnancy. Her heart stopped. She hadn’t told him about it yet, but she didn’t think she could keep it a secret until their wedding night. He needed to know, and she needed to tell him.
“Daniel,” she whispered just as he dipped his head to one breast and sucked her hardened nipple into his mouth, pulling on it gently, while licking over it with the full breadth of his tongue. The texture of it rubbing over her receptive flesh made her shudder with pleasure.
“Yes?” he murmured against her flesh.
“There’s something you need to . . . ”
“ . . . do?” he asked. “Anything you want, baby. You just tell me what you need.”
“No, something you need to know,” she tried again and took his head between both hands, lifting it off her breast and forcing him to look at her.
The passion that clouded his eyes made her womb clench in anticipation.
“I’m pregnant.” She let out a breath. “I’m having your baby.”
Warmth and adoration now radiated from his eyes. “I know, baby.”
Surprised, her mouth dropped open. “You know?”
He nodded, his hand now sliding gently down her torso until it came to rest on her belly. He stroked over it in slow movements. “I should have noticed earlier. When I touch you now, I can feel the changes in your body. Your breasts are fuller and so much more responsive when I touch them. And when I look into your face, I can see the glow. You’re radiant, Sabrina. I should have seen it. I should have known. It’s no surprise that you took everything so hard. You had such a burden to carry, so much stress to deal with. I should have realized earlier that your hormones were making everything more difficult for you. Had I known . . . ”
She put a finger over his lips, stopping him. “I wanted to find the perfect moment to tell you, but when everything took a turn for the worse, I couldn’t. I didn’t want you to feel obligated and marry me just because of the baby. Because I know you would have never let me go had you known.”
Daniel shook his head and laughed softly. “Sabrina, let’s be clear about one thing: I’ll never let you go, pregnant or not. We belong together. Without you, I’m only half a man.”
She pushed back the tear that threatened to run down her cheek at his loving words. “How did you find out? Holly?”
“After Jay let it slip that he saw you and Holly at the OBGYN office, I confronted her. She really had no choice but to tell me at that point. So don’t be mad at her.”
“I’m not.” She kissed him softly.
“Good,” he agreed. “Now, where were we?” He ran his eyes over her naked torso. “Oh, yes, I believe I was about to undress you completely and make love to you.”
She reached for the top button of his polo shirt and opened it. “Then what are you doing standing there fully dressed?”
He stepped out of her arms and pulled his shirt over his head, tossing it to the ground. His shoes, pants, and boxer briefs followed.
Then he tugged on the string that tied her sweatpants at her waist and loosened the knot. The material dropped to the floor with a soft whoosh, leaving her standing in only a G-string.
