Hearing him say that four letter word? OMG, it’s so hot, so erotic. Not like he hasn’t said that before. But considering I almost came just from hearing him do so… Hell… Is this a side-effect of pregnancy hormones? When I am not sick, I want to either eat or have sex. Is that how it’s going to be from now on?
"Of course not," I sniff. "I thought no such thing."
"Good." He notches his knuckle under my chin, "Because I am not taking any chances with this pregnancy."
He turns to leave, and I call out, "Wait, what do you mean by that?"
"By what?"
"By not taking any chances with this pregnancy?"
He pauses at the door, "Just that." He turns to face me, "As long as you are pregnant, I don’t plan on fucking you."
"Eh?" I open and shut my mouth, "Why the hell would you do that?"
"You need to rest and take care of yourself. Besides, I don’t want to do anything to endanger the baby."
"You wouldn’t be endangering the baby if you shagged me."
"Still, there’s a chance that it would be uncomfortable for you."
"I am willing to take that risk," I cry.
He clicks his tongue, "It’s noble of you to offer to do that, but I will not allow the mother of my child to be inconvenienced in any way."
I take in his determined stance, the set of his jaw, and blow out a breath, "Bloody hell, you’re serious about this, aren’t you?"
"Deadly."
I take in the set of his features, then scowl, "Wait, are you thinking of fucking someone else, maybe?"
"Do you think that I am going to fuck someone else?"
His blue gaze bores into me. I shuffle my feet, then glance away, "You tell me."
"Look at me, Beauty."
I hesitate.
"Now," he orders.
I find myself turning to face him. Dammit, what power does he hold over me that I can't disobey him.
He rakes his gaze across my face, then steps closer to me. He bends his knees, then peers into my eyes, "I am not going to fuck anyone else Karma,caspice?"
"Hmm," I twist my lips, "what about Larissa or that...that stewardess on the plane? You're not going to see them on the side, are you?"
His features harden, "I am not. Going to fuck. Anyone else. I take my vows to you very seriously. You understand?"
I nod.
"Say it aloud," he commands.
"I understand." I blow out a breath, "So, this means, you and I will continue to stay in separate rooms, until the baby is born?"
"Isn’t that what you wanted?"
No.
No.
"Yes," I nod.
His features brighten, "Good." He curves his beautiful lips in a smile. "See? We are already getting along so well."
He straightens, turns to leave, then pauses once more. "One more thing, Beauty."
"Now what?"
"We may have arrived at a temporary truce, of sorts—doesn’t mean I am not watching you."