Page 70 of Jaylen


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"Have you told your husband?"

She cast him a look, "And have he put guards on me?" She snorted. "We already have arguments about me leaving the loft without a driver." She pressed a hand to her stomach automatically.

They were still in the new stage of their marriage and ever since they had both declared their love for each other, something had shifted. They talked way into the night and made love sometimes until the sun rose.

"You are married to a celebrity," he pointed out. "People do crazy things to get near people like you." He took a seat around the counter and stared at her. "You look great. Pregnancy agrees with you."

"I am scared."

"Anika-"

She shook her head. "I know we have been through this several times." She gave him a steady look. "I have been through it with Jaylen as well, and we argue. His dad was not there, and my parents—" She lifted a shoulder. "They were not parents. I don't know how to be a mom."

"There are books."

"And that's pure bull. We have bought all the requisite materials. Jaylen even plays classical music every damn night and talks to my belly. He is becoming so weird and annoying about it.

He makes sure I am stocked with enough milk to feed an entire city, and not to mention vegetables. He was sweet and caring and all that, but I am still scared. What if I discover down the road that I don't want this baby?"

"Are you in love with your husband?" Corey asked her mildly.

"Undoubtedly. But that's not the point."

"I think that is exactly the point." He rose to get the food he had prepared for them. They were both off from work and instead of hanging out in the loft by herself, she had decided to hang with him. He had been by for visits several times and he and Jaylen had a tentative relationship. "I hope you can tolerate roast beef."

"We will see."

"Like I was saying,"—he took his seat and handed her a glass of water—"you are in love with each other. By some damn miracle, this is turning out more than well. You married the guy by accident or whatever, and you are making it work. I have seen you with him and I have to say that I am decidedly jealous. He is completely in love with you.

So much so that he is making a fool of himself. We never had that." He dug into his mashed potatoes.

"We had people who were selfish and who did not give a damn about us. You have each other and you are not that woman who dumped you at the home and took off. You are sweet and caring and sensitive and you are going to make a kick-ass mother."

Her eyes teared up and she blinked. "Damn hormones. I water up every few minutes."

"Sucks." He grinned at her. "Now back to your suspicions."

"What n?" She ate the delicious roast beef tentatively, sincerely hoping she would not have to make a trip to the bathroom. "It's just a feeling. Like when I am driving into the parking lot at work.

And the other day, Jay and I went to this cafe up the street from the loft. And at the winter ball just a few days ago, I went into the ladies’ room and some woman came in behind me."

"Maybe she wanted to do her business," he pointed out. "That's not enough to go on. Have you seen her before?"

She shook her head. "I got a good look at her when she was there. Blonde, light green eyes, and vaguely familiar. I did not see her the rest of the night because I wanted to ask Jaylen if he knew her or slept with her."

"You think it's one of his many exes."

"Surprisingly, there have not been that many. The papers tend to hype things up. My husband might be astoundingly pretty, but he was far from being a world-class slut." She threw him a grin. "Anyway, I just have the feeling that someone is watching."

"Perhaps it is not such a bad idea to use a driver."

"Have you seen his driver? He looks like a damn wrestler. Bulging muscles and fierce expression."

"Enough to deter any potential assailant. You live in a world where sick people would want to harm or try to get close to you. Your husband has a very recognizable face.

Aside from that, he is the only son and heir of a multi-billion-dollar company. He is extremely loaded. You have to be careful, honey. You are married to a celebrity and there is no getting around it." He forked up beef. "When was the last time you went for a run?"

"There is a private park near the loft and we both go for runs even though there is a kick-ass gym at home."

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