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“I love you and our babies, Ma Chérie,” I murmur against her ear.
She mumbles my name, and I kiss her neck. Another sigh, and she presses back against me, fast asleep.
* * *
Blair
Sunlight shines behind my closed eyelids and wakes me from a restful slumber. The weight of a warm body wrapped around mine brings the previous day’s events to mind. Paparazzo photos in a tabloid. Declining my father’s phone calls. Going to the doctor. Pregnant! With twins!
I jump up and spin around to face Luc.
His eyes snap open as he sits up quickly.
“What? What’s the matter?” He asks as he glances around the room and back at me. “Are you all right?”
The sight of him sobbing after I told him I was pregnant pops into my mind. I knew it would upset him. Even though it’s been a few years since their deaths, the shock of an unexpected pregnancy brought back the memories. I can’t blame him or be upset. He never shared the details of how they passed away. But I can imagine. My heart clenches.
But what does that mean for us? Will he accept I’m pregnant with his babies? Or will he end our relationship, especially since I told him I’m on birth control? My God, I hope he doesn’t think I did it on purpose!
Tears well in my eyes as my stomach lurches. I jump from the bed and race for the bathroom. I drop to my knees and lift the toilet seat just in time. Hands collect my hair and hold it from the basin. One hand strokes my back. Luc! Maybe he cares.
When I have nothing left to dispel, I slump to the floor and pull my knees to my chest with my arms wrapped around my legs. My forehead lowers to my thighs. I’m so embarrassed. A squeak pops from my mouth when Luc lifts me from the floor.
He carries me to the vanity and sets me beside the sink. Wordlessly, he fills a cup with water and hands it to me. I nod my thanks and rinse my mouth. Once again, he holds my hair out of the way. When I’m done, he carries me to the shower. With gentle hands, he washes my hair and body, then sits me on the marble bench while he bathes. Then he dries me with a heated towel and bundles me into a fluffy cotton robe. He repeats it for himself, then dries my hair. After, he carries me to the kitchen.
I watch seated on a high chair at the marble island while he makes toast and fixes ginger tea. He places them in front of me and leans on the island. I murmur my thanks and nibble on the toast. He continues to watch me until I finish both.
“Better?”
“Yes, thank you.”
Suddenly I feel shy and lower my head to cover my face with my hair. Fingers slide it behind my ears and cup my chin.
“Blair, I’ve told you before. Never hide from me.”
I bite the corner of my lower lip and nod.
“Words, Ma Petite Fille.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
I don’t even feel weird calling Luc Daddy while pregnant with his babies. It’s become a part of who we are as a couple. For me, having his babies won’t change our dynamic. And I don’t want it too. I just hope it doesn’t change us for him.
He answers my silent question when his lips cover mine for a toe-curling kiss. I moan into his mouth and wrap my arms around his neck. He steps between my thighs with his hands kneading my hips. The tip of his cock prods my mons.
I scoot forward on the high chair, eager to engulf him in my pussy.
He tilts my pelvis and slides inside with a strangled groan.
“Are you well enough for this now?” He growls through clenched teeth.
I remember to give him my words and consent lustily. We renew our connection, and my heart soars.
Cuddled in his arms in bed, I trace patterns on his chest. Luc strokes the back of my head resting on his pec.
“When did you find out?”
My fingertip pauses at the top of a circle. My hesitation causes him to lift my head and gaze at me with a raised eyebrow. I take a breath to settle my nerves.
