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Dominic
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“Cosa C’e?”
I shrug as I stare into my scotch. I’m not sure what Pop is doing here at the club so late. I should be the one asking him what’s wrong.
“That’s not going to give you any answers. Talk to me, mimmo.”
“Regina,” I sigh as I shake my head. Guilt fills me all over again. “Watching her with Allegra and Mass earlier today. She wants that. I want to give her everything her heart fucking desires. Except to do so would end in more pain than I think she could take.”
Pop takes the glass from me and drinks it. “There are other ways to give her what she wants.”
My head comes up.
“Adoption is the easiest. Our last name could be Luciano, and so could the kid’s and he still wouldn’t be accepted into the Outfit. There are kids clogging up the system.”
I consider the option. “I don’t care if it’s selfish, I don’t want to worry in fifteen years the kid is going to scream at Regina she isn’t his real mom, or deal with Regina having to share a kid with another woman when she decides she wants to be in the kid’s life. Even though I’m pretty sure you’re right, I don’t want to take the chance that twenty years from now people might get desperate enough for any man with the same last name, blood or not. If there was a way to just get girls...”
It hits me then, fuck, it was right fucking there. But was it fair to put Regina through?
“What?”
“There’s a way to make sure we have nothing but girls. It’s just a lot. Drugs, injections, doctors.” I’m up pacing my office.
“That in vitro stuff.” He tilts his head as he considers it. “I think Regina would go for it. She’s young enough and healthy it would work. Do you want to go through all of that?”
“Are you kidding? I jack off into a cup. The cost is high, it’s nothing though. I won’t even have to get into savings for it. She’s got it ten times harder than me.”
“Exactly, she’s going to get cranky and emotional. It won’t be easy on you either. When the woman you love is going through all of that, you go through it too.”
I freeze. “I’m not in love with Regina.” The words fall heavy from my mouth.
Pop sighs. “I didn’t raise a dumbass. You still want to play it that way? It’s been over six months now. I’ve never seen you this happy in your entire life. If you weren’t in love with her, this baby thing wouldn’t be tearing you up the way it is.”
Pouring another drink, I throw it back. “No, it’s not that. I care about her. I’m not made of stone. She’s with me night and day, it’s normal to want to make my wife happy. Her happiness makes my life easier. But it’s not safe to love her, for either of us.”
“I believe you’re the one who likes to tell people our life isn’t as scary as the movies and books like to say it is. It’s been more than thirty years since someone was stupid enough to go after a wife of anyone in this family. She’s safe. You’re safe. You got all the men in the Outfit happy—they would slit their own throats before going against you. Everybody is making money, our streets are safe.” Pop shakes his head like he can’t believe he has to say it.
“Yeah, we still got to settle shit with the Bratva fuckers to keep them in line, but even then your relationship with Milosh is strong. He respects you, he took care of the last dustup with that Serbian gang to keep it out of your line of fire. The MC were dumb enough to invade his territory and he’s popping them off one by one. Better on him than us. Relax, enjoy this.”
“You say that, but not three days ago I had to kill two start-up dealers who couldn’t get the message not to sell in our territory. Today I had to okay Emilio killing his cousin who thinks he’s going to take over Emilio’s business,” I remind him.
“That business has nothing to do with your wife, and none of those things will ever touch her. Don’t let fear get in the way of giving her the love she wants. You said you’d give her everything her heart desires, it wants you. Take it from me, denying it won’t get you anything but regret.”
There’s something in the way he says it. I want to argue with him, but I can’t, not when he looks the way he does. “Your turn, old man, what’s going on with you?”
“It will be five years tomorrow. I tried again, for the hundredth time tonight. She was gorgeous, tits on her like you wouldn’t believe. When she touched me, I couldn’t, I just couldn’t. I’ve had Hugo looking for her”—Hugo is a private investigator, a former cop who retired after he was caught with a kilo of coke from evidence. Pop has used him since I was a kid—“since about six months after she left. He hasn’t been able to find her. I want to give Valdez a try.”
Christ, five years and he’s still hung up on her. I had an idea, to hear him confirm it is something else. I pull out my phone and bring up Valdez. “You want his number or you want me to call him for you?”
“I’ll take his number.”
I send it to him in a text. “He’s not cheap. You need to be ready and prepared. He’ll find her, whether she wants to be found or not.”
With a nod, he leaves.
Once he’s gone I eye the bottle of scotch and think about it all. He’s wrong. I love Pop, but he’s wrong. I don’t love Regina. Fuck, just thinking it sends an ache through my whole body. No, no, this isn’t— The door opens and she’s in front of me. Just like every time she sees me, whether it’s been five minutes or five hours, the smile on her face steals the air from my chest. Then she’s in my arms, pressing her soft, sexy body into me. The scent of her all around me.
I have her dress up and thank fuck she’s learned by now not to wear any panties. I’m on my knees, setting her down on the leather sofa, devouring her pussy. So fucking wet, she’s soaking my face in seconds with the sweet cream of her come. My cock is on the edge of exploding. For the first time in ever, I need her too much to drive her out of her mind. I’m on the couch, bringing her down on my lap. The way I’ve taught her, Regina guides me into heaven with a sigh of my name. Within minutes of her moving on me she hits her climax, and I’m right with her as her pussy milks my cock with each shudder of her body.
Holding her in place on me, a dozen times I try to find the words to ask the question, yet I discount each one. I’m so lost in thought I don’t even realize Regina has pulled back to look down at me.
“What’s the matter?” The fear in her eyes sends a knife to my chest. I hate it.
Cupping her face, I press my lips to hers, aware that what happens next could change everything. For the first time in my entire life I can’t think straight. “In vitro.” The words spill out of my mouth. Her forehead wrinkles for seconds. Then her eyes go wide with hope, and happiness. “It’s a lot, though, and it’s all on you. Doctor appointments, injections, hormones—”
She’s kissing me with fervor, devouring me.
Coming up for air, I grasp her to hold her in place. Needing to see all of her. “Are you sure? I want to give you everything you want. Anything, it’s yours, all you have to do is ask. We can do it tomorrow or two years from now or whenever you’re ready. I know it’s not fair. I promised you I wouldn’t ask you for more than I was willing to give too. This is so much more than I ever could, and it’s all on you. I’m sorry, Regina.”
Shaking her head, she’s closing her eyes. “I love you, Dominic. I’m sorry. I never meant to—”
Thunder and lightning crash in my ears, my chest aches, I can’t keep from grasping her tight around her throat. “What did you say?”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t—I—”
“Not that. Say it again.” I fight not to shake her.
“I love you. From that first minute. From before I ever met you. Since the day I was born.”
No, she can’t. I can’t.
“I love you. Everything I am, have ever been and will be, belongs to you and only you. Every inch of my skin craves your touch every second of every fucking day. Every cell in my body belongs to you. My every thought belongs to you, is about you. All the air in my lungs is taken thinking only of you.”
My grip on her throat tightens in reflex. How?
“I’m sorry it took me so long to realize it. You told me you wouldn’t ask for more than you were willing to give, yet I couldn’t bring myself to even hope that someone as beautiful and amazing as you could really love me. Love me for me, not because you were stuck with me, want me for me, not because you didn’t have a choice.”
Anger burns through me at her doubting how amazing she is. “Jesus, Regina, I took one look at you and it was over. I was dead. Who I was before I met you was done and dusted. But fuck, it scared the shit out of me. I didn’t know up from down, right from left. You are my heart. I will do anything to protect you. I can’t lose you, but this world is so fucked up. If anyone knew I would burn everything down for you, walk away from it and everything I have ever known for you, you wouldn’t be safe.”
Her hand, so soft and gentle, matches her smile as she caresses my cheek. “I’m not going anywhere. I know you’ll keep me safe. I trust you with all of me. No one can take me from you, not if you love me. I’m always with you. Always, until you draw your last breath. The same way you’re always with me. Trust in us. Trust that we’ll get through each day together. We’ll take it one day at a time.”
“I love you, Regina. With everything in me, now and forever.” It isn’t nearly as hard as I thought it would be to say it. Especially when my reward is seeing love shining right back at me.
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Regina
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As the doctor speaks Dominic’s hand takes mine, squeezing it tight. Closing my eyes, once again I’m so grateful for his love and his patience. I don’t know why I’m surprised. There has been a niggling sense of unease, of something bad hanging over us. Being told you’re basically infertile by a doctor couldn’t be worse when all you’ve ever wanted was a family of your own.
The doctor takes a deep breath. “You are not infertile, Mrs. Sabatini. It will take some work. You will need surgery to clear the benign tumors in the uterine wall. Once that is done, with the whole reason you came to me, in order to select the sex of your children there is every reason to believe this will be a success. You’re younger than ninety-nine percent of my patients, your egg production is high and healthy on its own which is the hardest part of this for most women. Your husband’s sperm rate is also high and healthy. I understand this wasn’t what you expected to hear. However, you are by no means infertile. There is every reason to believe you could conceive on your own without assistance.”
“Really?”
“Yes, fertility is still a huge mystery for many couples. I’ve had women and men with perfectly healthy reproduction systems who never manage to conceive on their own after years of trying. I’ve seen a case like yours conceive on her first attempt. This will not be easy, I’m glad you and your husband came in aware of that. But there is every reason to believe you will become pregnant.”
“How soon can we do the surgery, and what will it be like?”
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Regina
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“I’m sorry,” I whisper into Dominic’s neck. He’s holding me tight as we lie in bed. I told him I needed a nap, determined to cry out of his sight, yet he wouldn’t allow me to hide from him.
“For what?” He pulls back to study me.
“You know...not being able to do the one thing I’m supposed to be able to do.”
His frown is a little scary. “Are you fucking serious? The only reason we found out that you might, emphasis on might, have issues getting pregnant was because I’m too much of a control freak to give you the babies you want the way any other couple usually has them. I’m the one not doing the one thing I’m supposed to do. Quit thinking stupid shit like that. This is already going to be a long, hard road, princess. We talked about it, you said you were prepared. I need you to be sure.”
I bury my head in his chest. “I love you, Dominic. There is always going to be a part of me that believes I’m short-changing you in some way.”
“That couldn’t be further from the reality if you tried.”
“Thank you, for loving me. For putting up with my neurotic fears.”
“You’re welcome, sweetheart. No thanks are necessary, though. What do you say we go bug Chloe and have her find us a house to fit the four kids you want so badly?”
“Really?”
“Yes, really.”
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Regina
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Enzo opens the door with Allegra in his arms. The moment she sees Dominic she tries to throw herself at him. With a chuckle he catches her close. My heart clenches so tight I have a hard time catching my breath. Soon I’ll see him like this every day with our baby girl. I can’t wait.
“Chloe’s in my office waiting for you two. I gave her plenty of chocolate and she’s sipping ginger ale so she should be in a good mood, at least for a few hours.”
“Still with the throwing up?” I ask, wincing.
“Yeah, it’s been rough. No matter how many times she tells the baby her morning sickness should be over, he doesn’t want to listen. She’s blaming it on the fact it’s a boy and she’s putting in for all girls from here on out. Come here, baby girl. Let’s go get you some carrots to gnaw on, not Uncle Dom’s tie.”
Allegra starts to cry when Enzo takes her until he blows a raspberry on her neck, then she’s giggling again. I sigh as they walk away. Dominic catches me close. “Patience, sweetheart, come on.”
We take the stairs up to Enzo’s office, which is massive with not just two monitors but three, and two different laptops. Pushing open the door, Dominic guides me in ahead of him.
“Hey, are you sure you’re good to help us? We could bother Dante.” Dominic eyes her with one eyebrow up.
Shaking her head, she gestures for us to come around to her side of the desk where she has two chairs, one on each side of her. “I’m good. I’ve been on my ass so much it’s starting to hurt. Enzo is also driving me nuts with how he won’t let me do a thing, even hold my daughter. And don’t tell him I said that. We are going to cut it down quick though. Dominic, tell me what are the parameters as far as money and where you want it to be.”
“It needs to be within five miles of the club. Past Uptown is too far, I don’t really want to go south of Lincoln Park. Regina is talking four girls, so we’ll need a room for each and I’ll need an office, as far away from the rest of the house as possible, a carriage house appeals for the office. With that size I’m guessing we’ll need to start at two million. I don’t want to go over five million but if we find the perfect home and it’s seven million, I won’t bitch.”
My jaw becomes unhinged. “Seven million dollars?” Seriously, how rich is he? I give up. “How rich are you?”
Both he and Chloe laugh. “I’m rich enough. And most of it is even legit.”
“Dominic?” I whine, then am annoyed with myself for whining.
He sighs as he looks past Chloe. “Enough to buy a half-dozen seven-million-dollar houses before having to get into the non-legit money, and with that money I could buy another half-dozen seven-million-dollar houses. Okay?”
I blink fast. “Okay.” Wow. “In that case I want six girls.”
Dominic laughs as he shakes his head. “Let’s see how we do with the four and we’ll talk about it then.”
Chloe smacks my leg. “You’re up, Dominic doesn’t care where he lives. What do you want in a house?”
“Um, something with character, none of those slick four-storied brand-new houses. I want a yard with grass too.”
“Could you be any more vague, my dear?” Chloe mutters as she starts typing into the computer. “Five bedrooms, I’m going to go with at least four bathrooms because with all those girls you are going to need them. I’m going to go with at least five thousand square feet and a double lot to get the yard. And zip codes, okay.” She hits enter.
“We have twelve.” She clicks on one. “What do you think?”
I frown and shake my head. “No, I like that it’s brick but it’s right up against another building, so that side won’t have any light coming into it. It reminds me of houses in New York. Ooh, click on that one. Oh no, it’s got four levels. I don’t want all those levels carrying the baby up and down the stairs and our room being on another floor. Wait, that one, oh, click on that one. I love it.”
“Of course you love it. It’s ten thousand square feet and the main living area is on two floors with a basement that’s completely remodeled. The yard is over two thousand square feet. There are five bedrooms and seven bathrooms. And it was built in 1909.”
“Look at all the wood, and that library. Dominic, they have a library already. That master suite is gorgeous, it’s a little boring but with some paint it will be perfect. I want that one. Wait, that’s the house at the end of the block.”
Dominic curses, Chloe laughs. “Yep, and it’s already under contract. Contingent on it passing inspection.”
No, that’s our house. It’s perfect.
Dominic swears again. “Call them, Chloe. She wants it. Call them.”
“Don’t you want to see it first?”
I look up at Dominic, afraid to hope and shake my head. “I don’t need to see it.”
“Hold up, I cannot in good conscience allow you to put in an offer on it without seeing it first. It’s less than a five-minute walk. The owners are out of state already, it’s got a box on it for us to get in with the code. Let’s go look at it.”
Once we get downstairs, Enzo orders Chloe into their SUV, it didn’t matter it was a five-minute walk. If she didn’t get into it on her own he’d put her in it. Dominic and I start walking hand-in-hand as Chloe and Enzo argue behind us, with Allegra chattering at them both in her baby Italian.
“Do you mind us living so close to Chloe and Enzo and Bethany and Dante?”
“No, not really. They’re just going to be all up in our grill, no doubt. I’ll get over it.”
We’re to the gate when Enzo and Chloe finally pull up.
“I like the gate, it’s nice and secure. I’m not in love with it being on the corner, we’ll need to put up some bushes for privacy and cameras,” Dominic murmurs as he scans the area around the house.
“You and your cameras.”
He chuckles as he pulls me close. “I seem to recall you liking them yourself.”
Chloe keys in a code on a little blue box around the doorknob of the front door. She opens the door and gestures for me to walk through it first.
“Oh wow, it’s better than the pictures.” I sigh.
For the next fifteen minutes I fall in love with the house more and more. I leave Dominic with Enzo in the basement as they discuss whether to turn it into a movie room or game room and find Chloe on the roomy low sofa looking out to the interior garden solarium. She pats the sofa beside her.
“You love it?”
“I love it. I can’t wait to fill it with a bunch of baby girls.”
Chloe tilts her head. “You can tell me to shut up and it’s none of my business, but why are you going through in vitro when you are so young?”
I see Dominic out of the corner of my eye frowning, and I shake my head lightly. “I didn’t want to say anything, but we’ve been trying since we made up, or rather we haven’t been trying to prevent me getting pregnant. I was sure each month it would happen. When it didn’t, I got scared. Like you said, I’m young. I thought I would get pregnant easily.”
I shake my head. “Dominic is more than healthy. It’s me. It’s not likely I’ll be able to have a baby without help. The doctor says there’s always a chance, but I don’t want to wait for a chance. I want a family now. And I’ve always wanted girls. Dominic is letting me decide everything since I’m the one who has to go through it all.”
“I’m sorry, honey.”
“It happens. I feel bad it’s my fault, but things happen.”
“How much was it on sale for?” Dominic asks Chloe.
Chloe looks from him to me. “Two nine, it looks like it’s selling for two seven.”
“Offer them three five. She wants the house. She gets the house.”
“Thank you.” I catch his hand in mine as he comes closer.
Shaking his head, he sighs. “Anything you want, it’s yours.”
I pull him down to me. Dominic moves, sitting down and settling me into his lap. With my arms around his neck, I whisper into his ear. “I shouldn’t say this because I do want this house, but I already have everything I want. Just you—everything else is extra.”
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Regina
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I come awake to Dominic watching me from the chair beside the hospital bed. Without thinking, I reach for him. His hand swallows mine in a grip so tight I wince.
“How are you feeling?”
“Not bad, really. I don’t understand why I had a reaction to this sedation and not when they did the surgery to remove the fibroids. It’s egg retrieval, hardly the stuff of medical emergencies.”
Running a hand through his hair, he shrugs. “They used a different kind, they made a note for in the future. Fuck, Regina, that was the scariest fucking thing ever.” He leans down and presses a kiss to my mouth, gentle as if he’s afraid to hurt me. “I’m sorry. All this is my fault.”
“No, don’t. We promised we wouldn’t do that. No blame. Please don’t, then I’ll start feeling guilty and we’ll just go around and around.”
He sighs as he nods.
“Did they tell you how many good eggs they were able to retrieve? Any number on embryos yet?”
“Yeah, they got fourteen eggs, of that there are eleven embryos. The testing isn’t done yet, though. I mean it, we make sure they are healthy before we move further. From there, they know to destroy the boys and just tell how many girls we end up with.”
I sigh. We agreed.
“Are you sure about destroying the boys—”
Vehemently I nod. “Absolutely sure. Do not feel guilty. I get it. I’m going to admit a part of me worried I would change my mind. There is no guarantee any single one of those would become something more. This was a part of all those hard decisions you warned me about from the beginning. It’s okay. Right now, I just need you to hold me. Please.”
Without hesitation he puts down the arm of the hospital bed, sits down and pulls me into his arms. His hold is so tight it almost hurts. It’s a good hurt, though.
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Dominic
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Pop is waiting with a glass of scotch, thank fuck. I take the glass with a nod and throw it back.
“That bad?”
“It didn’t take, again.” I shake my head. “I don’t know how much more of this she can take. We only have five embryos left. Two damn implantations, two months of this and I don’t know how she doesn’t hate me yet. At the doctor’s office today the bitch doctor says there are some drugs she can give at the next try she hadn’t before because the odds of it working were so high. Why the fuck didn’t she do it after the first time? They are only allowing one embryo per implantation. If it were two or three and they were worried about multiples I get it, but not giving her everything they can for one embryo to take?”
I’m still pissed they weren’t willing to do two embryos the way Regina wanted. It would only be a twin pregnancy, not an octomom situation, for fuck’s sake.
“Forty fucking grand each time we do this, and they aren’t giving us everything they can to make sure it works? I called that clinic in Athens. We’re going next month. They’re contacting the clinic here and getting everything sent over. And the clinic in Athens is half of what all this is costing us. It’s not the cost, it’s what they’re willing to do.”
He pats my shoulder, taking my glass from me he refills it. “I’m sorry.”
I shrug. “It’s no one’s fault but my own. I can’t talk about this right now. What’s going on with Emilio?”
“He thinks someone is digging into him. An alert on his computer tripped but he can’t backtrack. I looked into it, no Fed or cop I could find.”
“I’ll have Valdez look into it. He has a bunch of people just to dig into shit online.”
Pop spits out a curse.
“What?”
“You said Valdez would find her. It’s been two months and he hasn’t found her.”
I go still, it doesn’t compute for a minute. “Pop, if he can’t find her. She could be dead.”
He doesn’t even pause. “That’s what he said. No, she’s not dead. I’d know. She’s alive.”
There is no doubt in me Pop knows if his woman is alive or not. The same way I know if Regina is happy or upset and I’m not even in the same room with her. He knows. “What aren’t you telling me? It could mean the difference between finding her or not.”
His eyes are locked on the liquor he’s swirling in his glass. “I put my mother’s ring on her finger. When I woke up she was gone.”
Fuck. No wonder it’s been five years and he can’t move on. Valdez answers on the first ring. “Christina Teller, the woman you’re looking for for Pop, stop looking for Christina Teller. Look for Christy Sabatini.”
Pop’s head comes up, Valdez answers. “Will do.”
I let him know what I need on Emilio, he promises he’ll find out.
“You really think?” Pop asks as he finishes his scotch.
“It’s the only thing that makes sense. If Valdez couldn’t find her it’s because she isn’t Christina Teller anymore. You put a ring on her finger. She was your wife before you ever gave it to her. For some crazy fucked-up reason, she loved you and it enough she kept the name when she left you. Which means she’s hiding something really fucking big.”
As Pop considers it, he pours himself another drink.
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Regina
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Chloe is careful as she presses the cup of hot tea into my hands. “I should have brought a lot more chocolate. Sorry.”
“You brought more than enough. I’m sorry. I had no idea I was going to start bawling at you showing me pictures of baby Anthony. He’s just so cute and I—”
“Stop apologizing. You are going through so much right now. What’s a few tears between friends?”
I snort. “A few.”
“Hey, cut yourself some slack. It’s a huge disappointment. I couldn’t imagine. I do think it’s wonderful Dominic is saying fuck your doctor and taking you off to Athens. I’ve read up on the clinic, it’s the absolute best. It’s also sweet you guys are going to just relax and enjoy a few weeks there in the sun and sand. This winter is miserable.”
“Dominic is always so amazing. He is doing everything he promised and more. Every time I’m a crying mess he’s there holding me. He doesn’t say a word, just holds me. Then he’s sat through a dozen watches of The Princess Bride because he knows it’s my favorite and he puts it on to cheer me up. He is even reading Jane Austen with me so he can understand why I love her so much. Then when we’re done reading we watch the movies together and fight over which ones are good or not.”
Chloe chuckles. “You’re lucky. I can’t get Enzo to watch any of the movies except the one with Kiera Knightly in it.”
“One night early into all this, I lay there wishing we didn’t have to do all of it. That we could do this like any normal couple, because I was hating the way my body felt like it wasn’t my own. Then I swear Dominic could feel it in his sleep, and he pulled me close into him. And I remembered we aren’t a normal couple, nothing about us is normal, so why should this be any different? I don’t regret it, not any of it.” I sigh, I really don’t, and I feel a little guilty about it.
“Before this we were slowly coming together. Our time together was him teaching me Latin and how to cook. I was attempting to teach him he could trust me with everything. As stressful as the surgery and injections are, and as painful as the tries and fails have been, it added up to us becoming stronger together faster.”
“It’s crazy how stress and pain cuts through all the bullshit. Things get clear fast. I think it’s why so many couples break up going through infertility treatments. All the bad things become worse and everything you tried to ignore becomes bigger. I’m sorry you had to learn the hard way just how much you guys love each other.”
I nod. “Last night I had the best dream since all this began. It wasn’t filled with babies, and a dog and this beautiful home. It was just us, the two of us lying on the couch while he held me close. If he’s the only thing I can have, there isn’t anything better in this world than having him.”
Chloe bursts into tears. “That is so beautiful. You are so cruel. I just had a baby—my emotions are all over the place right now.”
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Dominic
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My cell pings with a notification of an email, then before I have a chance to open my phone it starts ringing. Interesting. “Yeah?”
“Mr. Sabatini, your father is unavailable.”
“Pop turns off his phone at night. Says he’s too old to be disturbed with bullshit anymore in the middle of the night. You found her.”
“Yes, you might want to be the one to tell him.”
I go cold. “Tell him what?”
“She is indeed going by Christy Sabatini. I have sent you all her information. She currently resides in Round Rock, Texas, a suburb of Austin. His daughter will be five next month. A beautiful girl, her name is Sophia Rose. She goes by Rosie.”
Sonofabitch.
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Regina
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As we watch the sun go down I sigh in awe at the sight. Dominic’s arms tighten around me. “Thank you.”
“For what?” His lips are against my ear, he licks the skin there.
“For being so amazing. The last two weeks have been a little slice of heaven. I mean it. Even if we don’t leave here pregnant, I have not a single regret. I’ll still go home happy because of you. You have been so patient, especially with the whole sex thing, and I—”
“Okay, it’s not the sex thing, it’s the way we make love. And I have to tell you, being restricted to having my cock in your incredibly tight ass and all the mind-blowing blow jobs you keep giving me to make up for it when I feel like I’ve won the lottery has me feeling even more guilty. Once again, I’m getting all the benefits.”
I turn and study him and I have no idea where it comes from. Laughter starts pouring out of me until I’m breathless with it. His eyes are wide with surprise, bright blue, clear with all of his love and awe. “How about we stop apologizing and just love each other?”
His kiss is so sweet. “I can do that.”
“I have a confession to make. I rescheduled our plane for the day after tomorrow. The idea of one more night was too much to pass up. That was naughty of me, I should have talked to you first.”
The light in his eyes sends a hot wet rush to my panties. “That was very bad of you. I think this calls for a spanking.”
“Oh no, not a spanking.” I exhale the words against his mouth.
“Oh yes.”
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Regina
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I don’t think either of us has blinked. “Is that what I think it is?”
“Yeah, that one is a plus sign, that one is a pink line, and that one says positive.”
Thank god for Dominic’s arms around me holding me tight. I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t be able to stand without him. “Thank you.”
He hugs me tight, then he pulls back to look down at me. Air is trapped in my lungs at what I see on his beautiful face. “No, Regina, thank you. Thank you for not giving up on me and loving me even when I was fucking up every damn way a man could. When I was standing up at that alter waiting for you, I promised I would give you everything I had, anything you wanted would be yours. It scared the hell out of me when I figured out it was me, just me, that you wanted. But then I gave in and got so much more back than I had ever thought was possible. Me giving in on the kids thing was all about making you happy, keeping my promise only now I can’t wait. I can’t wait to hold a baby girl that I pray looks just like you. Can’t wait to watch you be an amazing mother and enjoy us being a family, together.”
I have no words so I bring him down to me and kiss him with all the love and hope I have in my body.