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“Windstriker. You look well.” I was trying really hard not to giggle.
He cast a long, languid look down the length of my body. Then his eyes snapped up and met mine. “So do you.” He grinned, slow and sexy.
A blush kissed my cheeks.
He closed the distance between us. His hand curled around my waist, supporting me as he dipped me back. His mouth came down on mine and he kissed me with a deep, hungry urgency that sent a shot of fierce desire straight through my body.
Nyx cleared her throat. Loudly.
“Later,” Nero whispered to me, his words thick with lust.
He gave me a quick, final peck on the lips, then released me. I remembered just in time to reengage my standing muscles. Falling over in front of all this people, including angels and gods, would have been totally embarrassing.
Nyx was chastising Nero. “Really, Windstriker. Did you have to kiss her like that?” she demanded grumpily.
Nyx sounded like she needed a good kiss.
“Well, this is something you don’t see every day,” Arina said to me. She looked at my belly. “You’re all pregnant.”
“You can see that?”
“Of course.”
Arina could see the past events that led up to someone or something. I hoped she wasn’t focusing her magic too closely on the particular event that had led to my pregnancy.
“Six pregnant angels and wives of angels,” I said. “In fact, it has only ever happened once before, twenty-five years ago.”
“Six?” Arina shook her head. “No, you’re mistaken, Leda. Not six. Seven.”
No, I was pretty sure Nero’s amazing kiss hadn’t removed my ability to count. I recounted, just in case.
“Cadence, Alice, Andromeda, Leila, Basanti, and I. Six.”
Arina’s eyes fell on the First Angel.
I gaped at Nyx. “Nyx? You too?”
“Yes.”
That was all she said, but it was an answer that truly said it all. The First Angel was pregnant. Wow.
A flash of magic blinded me for a moment, then Ronan was there, right in front of Nyx. The God of Earth’s Army couldn’t hide his awe. He didn’t touch her belly or bow or do anything dramatic. But the look on his face was very telling.
“We need to talk,” he said to Nyx.
“Yes,” she agreed.
Then they both left the room.
Once they were gone, Basanti turned to me. “I told you, Pandora. It’s contagious.”
“Magic certainly is acting in unpredictable ways right now,” Leila commented.
“The First Angel has never had the Fever.” Cadence looked baffled.
“Apparently, she did when you all did,” said Damiel.
All eyes in the room turned toward me.
