and she
had to brace herself on the tall filing cabinet next to her.
“ Whoa .” Leo jumped out of his chair and caught her as
she swayed. “Hey, come on. Sit down and take a deep breath,” he coaxed, gently
leading her to his chair.
Nausea rose and she folded forward, forehead touching her
knees, and forced herself to take deep breaths in and out. Norma Jean touched
her nose to the side of Eva’s head and sniffed loudly in her ear before giving
the side of her face a good lick.
“That was a little scary, Eva.” Leo reassured Norma Jean
with a quick scratch to her head and brushed Eva’s hair off her neck as if he
knew it had suddenly become hot. “I’ve never seen you…swoon,” he said with a
chuckle. “Have you eaten today?”
She breathed in and out. “That’s all I’ve been doing all
day. I just need some sleep.” She turned her head and let it hang off the end
of her lap. “I’m so tired, Leo.”
There was a long pause and the hand he was running over her
back stilled.
“Are you pregnant?” he asked.
Eva sat up straight. Those little points of light looped and
swirled and then drifted away as she forced herself to focus on Leo, who looked
completely serious. When she didn’t answer for a minute—because her mind was
calculating so fast it was making her dizzy all over again—he grinned and knelt
in front of her.
“Are you?” He laid a hand on her stomach and his smile
stretched wide. “Are you making a little clone of the motherfucking asshole
Frenchman as we speak?” he asked, repeating a title she’d used frequently when
referring to Oscar over the past few years.
“Don’t be an ass,” she said, and swiped his hand away.
“We’ve been careful.”
Well, not completely careful, but it had only been one night
since they’d fucked without a condom in New York. There was no way…
“I’m probably just coming down with something.” She leaned
back in the chair, drew her knees up, covered her face with her hands and
groaned.
“Whatever you say,” Leo said, his tone dripping skepticism.
“I just want to crawl under the desk with Norma Jean and
take a nap.”
Norma Jean’s tail thumped on the floor a couple of times as
if she approved.
“How about we go back to my house and I make a pot of coffee
and we catch up instead?” He stood and held out his hand. “I’ve missed you too,
you know.”
“Christ, Leo. How am I supposed to say no to that?” she
asked, trying her best to look annoyed as she took his hands and let him pull
her to her feet. She wrapped her arms around him as he pulled her close and
took a deep breath of his familiar scent.
“You’re not,” he said, and kissed the top of her head.
Chapter Ten
Eva knelt on the floor of her bathroom, the three pregnancy
tests she’d just taken arranged like a fan in front of her, every one of them
clearly reading positive.
Leo’s flippant comment about her being pregnant had made her
stop and think. She’d been a lot more tired than usual over the past couple of
weeks. When she looked at the calendar and did the math she realized she was
not a couple of days away from starting her period like she’d thought in New
York. She was close to three weeks late.
She was as regular as Old Faithful, but since she’d started
seeing Oscar, days and weeks had flown by in a blur of long days of work and
even longer nights of the most amazing fucking she’d ever experienced. She’d
been looking forward to the next time they could be together and not much else
recently, so it didn’t surprise her the date her period should have started
came and went with little notice.
Of course it was too soon for her to have gotten pregnant in
New York, but she knew exactly when it had happened. There had been a night
weeks before when he’d made such passionate, gentle love to her that she’d
nearly cried.
At the time it had seemed as if they physically could not
stop kissing. He’d stayed inside her too long after they’d
had to brace herself on the tall filing cabinet next to her.
“ Whoa .” Leo jumped out of his chair and caught her as
she swayed. “Hey, come on. Sit down and take a deep breath,” he coaxed, gently
leading her to his chair.
Nausea rose and she folded forward, forehead touching her
knees, and forced herself to take deep breaths in and out. Norma Jean touched
her nose to the side of Eva’s head and sniffed loudly in her ear before giving
the side of her face a good lick.
“That was a little scary, Eva.” Leo reassured Norma Jean
with a quick scratch to her head and brushed Eva’s hair off her neck as if he
knew it had suddenly become hot. “I’ve never seen you…swoon,” he said with a
chuckle. “Have you eaten today?”
She breathed in and out. “That’s all I’ve been doing all
day. I just need some sleep.” She turned her head and let it hang off the end
of her lap. “I’m so tired, Leo.”
There was a long pause and the hand he was running over her
back stilled.
“Are you pregnant?” he asked.
Eva sat up straight. Those little points of light looped and
swirled and then drifted away as she forced herself to focus on Leo, who looked
completely serious. When she didn’t answer for a minute—because her mind was
calculating so fast it was making her dizzy all over again—he grinned and knelt
in front of her.
“Are you?” He laid a hand on her stomach and his smile
stretched wide. “Are you making a little clone of the motherfucking asshole
Frenchman as we speak?” he asked, repeating a title she’d used frequently when
referring to Oscar over the past few years.
“Don’t be an ass,” she said, and swiped his hand away.
“We’ve been careful.”
Well, not completely careful, but it had only been one night
since they’d fucked without a condom in New York. There was no way…
“I’m probably just coming down with something.” She leaned
back in the chair, drew her knees up, covered her face with her hands and
groaned.
“Whatever you say,” Leo said, his tone dripping skepticism.
“I just want to crawl under the desk with Norma Jean and
take a nap.”
Norma Jean’s tail thumped on the floor a couple of times as
if she approved.
“How about we go back to my house and I make a pot of coffee
and we catch up instead?” He stood and held out his hand. “I’ve missed you too,
you know.”
“Christ, Leo. How am I supposed to say no to that?” she
asked, trying her best to look annoyed as she took his hands and let him pull
her to her feet. She wrapped her arms around him as he pulled her close and
took a deep breath of his familiar scent.
“You’re not,” he said, and kissed the top of her head.
Chapter Ten
Eva knelt on the floor of her bathroom, the three pregnancy
tests she’d just taken arranged like a fan in front of her, every one of them
clearly reading positive.
Leo’s flippant comment about her being pregnant had made her
stop and think. She’d been a lot more tired than usual over the past couple of
weeks. When she looked at the calendar and did the math she realized she was
not a couple of days away from starting her period like she’d thought in New
York. She was close to three weeks late.
She was as regular as Old Faithful, but since she’d started
seeing Oscar, days and weeks had flown by in a blur of long days of work and
even longer nights of the most amazing fucking she’d ever experienced. She’d
been looking forward to the next time they could be together and not much else
recently, so it didn’t surprise her the date her period should have started
came and went with little notice.
Of course it was too soon for her to have gotten pregnant in
New York, but she knew exactly when it had happened. There had been a night
weeks before when he’d made such passionate, gentle love to her that she’d
nearly cried.
At the time it had seemed as if they physically could not
stop kissing. He’d stayed inside her too long after they’d
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