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And then, finally, I felt the moment she came—her body contracting against mine, the cry she let out as the pleasure took control of her. Her pussy clenched around me, holding me there, holding me still, and I pushed deep and let her massage me from the inside out. She was gasping as she clutched onto me like she was worried she might shoot off into outer space if she didn’t keep a good grip on me, and I knew how she felt.
A few moments later, I felt the pleasure of my own release take over, and I groaned and pushed my head into her shoulder, inhaling her scent and holding her close. I rolled my hips back and forth against her, making sure she got to feel how much I wanted her, how good this was for me, how addicted I was to the sensation of having her close to me right now.
Slowly and with one more kiss, I eased myself out of her. I didn’t want this to be over, not yet, but I had to catch my breath, and I didn’t want to push her too hard—she was pregnant, after all, and I knew her body would need even more care and attention than it normally did.
She slipped her hands into my hair, looking into my eyes and smiling as though I was the most perfect thing she had ever seen in her life. I couldn’t resist leaning down for another kiss, just one more, and when I pulled back, she was grinning again.
"I love you, Scott," she told me once more, as though she was still getting used to the feel of the words on her tongue.
"I love you too, Thea," I murmured, slipping down beside her and pulling her into my arms. I knew there was still so much outside of this room we needed to think about, so much we needed to do, but when it was just the two of us here, it felt as though the whole world could just wait.
For now, we were the only people who existed on this entire planet.
Chapter Nineteen Thea
"It’s going to be okay," Scott tried to assure me, but he must have known there was no way I could have believed him. With the chaos circling around my mind right now, I felt like I was going to throw up on the spot—or maybe that was just the smell of Italian food floating out of the kitchen right now.
We planned to meet Mark for dinner because it seemed too risky to do this at the hotel. We needed neutral ground. Somewhere he couldn’t make too much of a scene without his staff all rushing around to protect him.
This was it, the day I was to tell my brother about Scott and me. The two of us had been together officially for a couple of weeks now, and I had been putting off this part for as long as I could, but Scott had insisted—we couldn’t do this properly unless we told my brother about it. He was the only family I had left and the uncle to my child. He needed to know, even if I was sure he would freak out when we told him.
I had expected Scott to panic when I had come clean about the child, but he had been amazing every single step of the way—getting me booked in with a good family doctor, making sure he would be free for all my appointments, even as he did his best to turn the business around and move it towards a more stable and respectable place.
And as he got me set up with my new occupation. I couldn't believe I would be working with one of the city's wealthiest and most influential men for my very first job here, but I could hardly wait to get started. As he moved everything into a more legitimate side of the arena, he started up a charity wing, which I was going to be in charge of. Using everything I had learned from my mother and from my time at college, I was going to use his family’s fortune to make a real difference in this city. It was a little intimidating, for sure, but at the same time, beyond exciting. I thought I would have to work for years before I got to the point where I could make this kind of impact, but he handed the opportunity to me on a platter, and I didn’t want to pass it up for the world.
And that left just one more thing to be dealt with. Mark. I avoided him as much as I could, and he had let me keep my distance. I was sure he didn’t want to have to talk to me about everything that had happened. Probably thought I was nursing my wounds after what had gone down a few weeks ago with Scott at the casino. I knew he was going to be hurt by this, and I hated having to hit him with something as enormous as the truth we were about to dump into his lap, but we had to start somewhere, and I wouldn’t be able to relax until I knew he was on my side.
The stress wasn’t good for the baby, was it? I had to think of my little one. And when I did, when I put them at the front of my mind for all of this, it made it a whole lot easier. I took a deep breath as I saw Mark appear at the door to the restaurant, and his face dropped when he saw who I was with.
He stalked over to the table, his face like thunder. His eyes were fixed on Scott as though daring one or both of us to explain what the hell was going on here. I hadn’t mentioned we were going to have a guest with us tonight, but I prayed Mark didn’t flip his shit right away.
"What the fuck is he doing here?" He snarled, nodding to Scott.
Scott had his hand on my waist, a comforting presence that told me everything was going to be okay. I breathed deeply. If he was here with me, I knew I could do this. I had to.
"Mark, I know this isn’t what you wanted to see," I told him, doing my best to keep my voice neutral. "But I...but there’s something we need you to know. Something we want you to be a part of. Will you at least allow us to tell you about it?"
Mark looked doubtful, downright cynical, in fact. But, as I gazed at him with pleading eyes, he took his seat. I couldn’t do this without him. I knew that much. The two of us were all we had left, and I had to get him on my side—I had to get him to understand what Scott and I had was real, even if he wished we’d just forget about it in the first place.
"Fine," he snapped, crossing his arms over his chest, looking between us. "Please, tell me you just ran into each other here by accident?"
"We didn’t, Mark," I told him softly. "And I think you know that, don’t you?"
Mark’s jaw tightened. He looked furious.
"I told you to stay the fuck away from her," He snarled at Scott, turning his attention to the man by my side.
I knew he was angry and wanted nothing more than to make us pay for what we had done, but I wasn’t going to let him turn this into some nightmare. I wouldn’t let him take away this moment from me, not when it felt so good. The joy of feeling Scott's love and looking forward to a future together was everything I needed, and whether or not my brother chose to get on board with it, nothing was going to change what we had put into motion together.
"Mark, you don’t get to decide who I’m with," I told my brother. Scott knew better than to interject, though I could tell he didn’t like Mark speaking to me that way.
"And besides, you’re going to have to get used to having him around," I explained, taking a deep breath before I hit him with the next part. "Because...because I’m pregnant."
Even though people were filling out this restaurant around us, even though there were still dozens of people around, it felt as though the world had narrowed down to just the three of us sitting at this table, feeling like the world was dropping out from under us.
I had said it now. There would be no taking it back, no matter how much I wanted to pretend none of this was happening, no matter how much I wanted to put this behind us, it was out there now. It was out there, and nothing I could do would change it.
"You’re pregnant?" He asked, his voice incredulous. "By him?"
