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"That's not going to work." He gestured to the cup on the cherrywood table. "I am sure Mrs. Henson made you a pot before she left."
"And I am pregnant and queasy all the time."
He gave her a narrow-eyed look. "We are talking about this Anika."
"There is nothing to talk about." A smile curved her lips. "Tell me you kicked ass in that ice hockey-"
"I kicked ass in that ice hockey and you are not changing the subject. When did you first discover that you were being followed?"
Huffing out a breath, she pleated the edge of the blanket. "It's silly."
"I would still like to hear it."
With a shrug, she told him of the times she thought someone was watching her and the encounter in the ladies' room.
"Why do you think it's her?"
She shrugged again. "I told you it's silly."
"Or it could be you are on the ball. You are not going anywhere without someone with you."
"That's what I was hoping to avoid," she pointed out, irritation in her voice. "I am with you, and your face is all over the world or close.
People are silly and have nothing better to do than to follow celebrities. Our story is still fascinating and racking up ratings. Until something more fascinating comes along, we are the wonder couple. I am trying to get used to that."
He moved then. Picking her feet up, he placed them across his thighs and rubbed her calves. "I am sorry."
"For?"
"Putting this on you." His eyes met hers. "It's on me."
"Of course, it is." She smiled at him. "But I love you anyway. And I also love the fact that whenever we go into a room, I have the best-looking guy on my arm."
"Is that so?" His smile came and she sighed in relief.
"Yep. I am human enough to gloat. I missed you."
"Same here."
"I was thinking about getting nekkid and jumping your bones."
His heart jumped and skittered at the same time. He was still a little upset that she had not come to him about her concerns, but he could not stay mad at her for long. "Yes?"
"Hmm." Moving her right foot, she poked at his crotch. "How ready are you?"
He clamped his hand around her ankle. "We are not done with this." He warned.
"Why does that not surprise me?" she asked with a sigh. "Can I get my husband to pay me some much-needed attention?"
"I thought you wanted tea?" One thick brow lifted.
"I need you more. Besides, my stomach is not queasy anymore."
"You were just trying to play me."
"Are you going to bang me or not?" She asked, asperity in her voice.
Biting back a laugh, he slid closer and plucked her onto his lap. "Ever romantic. I am about to swoon at your eloquent term."
