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My little star is turning me soft. Before her, I don't think that thought would have ever crossed my mind. But now? I think about shit like that now. I think about what she would say and how I would want people to treat her.
"You're nervous," she says.
"So are you."
"I'm scared it'll be negative."
"Me too."
"Really?"
I nod, reaching out to stroke her cheek. "Now that I've thought about you carrying my kid, I want it, princess. But if you aren't pregnant this time, that doesn't mean you won't be next time. I'll keep you stuffed full of my cock and cum until you're good and bred."
"Kaiden," she moans, her eyes darkening.
"Go pee on the stick so we can both see that you're already carrying my kid."
"Okay," she whispers. And then she hesitates and reaches for my hand. "Maybe you should wait outside the door. Just in case I need you."
"I can do that," I murmur, grateful as hell she's not kicking me out of the room entirely.
She takes a deep breath and then marches into the bathroom with the test in her hand. I pace in restless circles outside the door, my heart in my throat. It takes an eternity before she finally pulls the door open.
"What does it say?"
"We have to wait three minutes."
I scowl at the test in her hand. "Who the fuck made that rule?"
"I don't know."
"Give me the test."
"It says we have to wait! It takes time for it to process."
I arch a brow.
She huffs and reluctantly hands the test over.
I glance down at it, but the little box that's supposed to say pregnant or not pregnant doesn't say anything. "This one is broken," I complain. "Pee on a different one."
She laughs, pushing her way into my arms. "I told you we have to wait three minutes."
I scowl at the test, positive it's broken. Only…that little box isn't empty this time.
"Holy shit," I wheeze, my heart skipping a beat before it slams against my ribcage in a resounding thud that shakes me to my core.
"What?" Laura asks.
I tilt the test so she can see it.
"Oh my god," she whispers, bursting into tears.
I drop the test to the floor, scooping her up into my arms.
"You're carrying my baby," I growl, claiming her lips in a deep kiss.
She sobs against mine.
Chapter Ten
Laura
I watch out of the corner of my eye as Kaiden paces around the edge of the lot where Abel and I are filming a snowball fight for the movie. He moves back and forth like a lion, his gaze never deviating from me. I have a feeling he's going to watch me with the same intensity for the entire duration of this pregnancy.
This pregnancy.
I'm pregnant with Kaiden's baby.
I fight the urge to jump up and down and squeal like a giddy schoolgirl. I also fight the urge to burst into happy tears again. I've cried enough this morning, thank you very much. Thank goodness Audrey works miracles with makeup because it took one to cover my puffy eyes and splotchy face.
A snowball whizzes past my head, barely missing me.
Crap. I'm not focused at all.
I quickly launch one in Abel's direction, only to realize at the last moment that he's also lost in his own world. The snowball smacks him directly in the face. He barely notices. He's staring at his personal assistant, oblivious to the rest of the world. I think he's in love with her or falling in love with her. With Abel, it's hard to tell. He holds his cards close to his chest.
I wince as Luca marches onto the set, headed straight for my costar. "We don't have a problem, do we, Abel?"
"No, sorry," he says, tearing his eyes away from Scout. "But this is why I became an actor instead of a baseball player when the Angels called."
A few members of the crew laugh. I bite my lip to hide a smile. Abel is incorrigible.
Luca nods. "Sure, let's take five and let Abel rest his major league arm a bit. Reset the scene, please."
Abel smiles gratefully and then murmurs his thanks to me before stalking toward Scout.
He barely makes it two steps before Kaiden's baring down on me like a freight train. "I don't like this scene," he growls for the tenth time this morning. "They're throwing shit at you."
"It's snow, Kaiden."
"I don't like it."
I shake my head, smiling at him as he holds a bottle of water toward me. "If you ever decide you're tired of teaching people stunts, you'd make a great director," I tease, taking a sip of water. "I hear that they, too, like bossing people around on sets."
He shoots me a dirty look.
"Just saying."
"Are you mine, princess?"
"You know I am," I whisper.
"Are you carrying my kid?"
"Yes."
"Then I'll be as bossy as I need to be to make sure my girls are taken care of," he growls, his eyes dark as they rove over me. "Now, say you're welcome and finish your scene before I decide to be really bossy and carry your sexy ass out of here."
