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I can feel warmth staining my lingerie, feel the way my body strains for his touch. He leans back in his chair and spreads his legs, too. "Come get it then."
The words are a challenge, and with his men here with us, maybe I really shouldn't have been tempting him to begin with. But he's made me happy, and I want to give him just a little of what he's given to me.
I leave my seat and settle on his lap. He drags me into him, but he doesn't touch me as I'd expected. Instead, he curls his arms around me and just holds me to him. As though to protect, to hold dear.
I spread my fingers over his chest and feel the steady throb of his heartbeat. He tightens his arms around me and leans back, almost as though it's just us in the entire world and we're cuddling together in bed back home. I press a kiss against that thatch of hair I can see through his open buttons and then relax into him and close my eyes.
Just being held by him drains the tension from my shoulders, and my thoughts rattle around, settling on everything that has happened the last few days. His angry words when he'd found out I'm pregnant, his soft hold and apology later that evening, the large bouquet of flowers I'd left in a vase in the kitchen so I could see every time I cooked.
I fall asleep to his musky scent floating around me, his body warming mine. I wake to the softness of sheets over me, Lucian tucked against my side. He's still sleeping and we're obviously still in the air because this doesn't feel or look like a house.
I get out of the bed and leave the room gently so Lucian doesn't wake. The sound of laughter reaches me, and I follow it to find Xander on a call, his grinning face tilted up.
The men are quiet, a few of them asleep, two of them playing cards since there's nothing to do with the plane in the air.
I take the seat beside Xander, who looks up at me and grins before saying his goodbyes to whoever was on the phone. I'd guess one of his brothers. Xander never laughs that openly with no one else. "How'd you sleep?"
I stretch, the cut of my blouse riding up over my stomach. My bones creak and when I look back at Xander, he's just lifting his gaze from my skin. "Very well. Thank you. How long was I out?"
He takes a look at his watch. "An hour at least. You didn't say you were tired."
"It's probably the baby." I wiggle until I'm comfortable in the seat. "I'm hungry too."
"We're a few minutes from landing. I've had a meal prepared at the cabin. We'll eat together."
Just as he'd said, the plane begins to land a few minutes later, and soon, we're driving towards the cabin, through a landscape where the arid desert meets the deep blue waters of the ocean.
I stare out that entire time with Lucian's face right next to mine. This is my first time here, but I have a feeling it won't be the last.
The beaches are postcard-perfect, with golden sands stretching along the coastline as far as my eyes can track them. I turn to Lucian. "Do you like it?"
He nods and presses his nose to the window. We pull away from the main road and pass through land beaded with large houses that stand right by the edge of the water. I slide my hands to Xander. "How far away from the cabin are we?"
"Not much farther." He murmurs, his eyes on his phone. He's right; a few minutes later, we pull up to a beachfront cabin that blends seamlessly into the warmth of natural elements. One of the men opens my door, and I lift Lucian into my arms as I step out of the car.
We're far enough from the water that the beating waves don't wash too close to us but close enough that the sound of the waves and the scent of the sea wash over me.
The entrance welcomes us with a solid wooden door, intricately carved with traditional patterns, offering a preview of the meticulous woodwork that awaits within.
Upon stepping inside, the open-concept living space unfolds, showcasing a symphony of rich, dark woods that create a cozy and inviting atmosphere.
The living area is dominated by bespoke wooden furniture, each piece a work of art in itself. Plush, handwoven textiles in earthy tones complement the wooden surroundings, creating a harmonious balance of comfort and elegance.
Large windows frame wide views of the turquoise waters, allowing natural light to flood the space. It's a beautiful space. Damned near perfect with that view of the water.
I let Lucian go and watch as he runs up the stairs, Xander nodding at Romero who goes after him. He slides up behind me and I turn to face him, his hooded eyes staring down at me. "Do you like it?"
I nod. "Yes. I love it. It's beautiful. How much did you pay for that view?"
"It came to me as part of a deal."
I look up at him, the air halting in my throat. He's a fine man. His deep voice is rough and gritty as he holds me. "Thank you for planning this."
"We both needed the time away. I've had a doctor's appointment booked for you here too."
I tip my head up. "Is that really why we're here? Because you're worried someone outside the family will find out about the baby?"
He runs his fingers at my sides, his thumb digging at me, so I giggle softly. "No. We're here because we deserve a break. I certainly need one."
