Page 126 of Secrets, Lies and Love

I’ve never considered myself to be an anxious person. Why would I be? I’ve always had everything at the snap of a finger.

Now, I feel torn between paying attention to the exam and letting my mind wander to whatever I want to do with her.

“Let’s get started,” the doctor says, and to my surprise, Cecily extends her hand to me.

It’s the first time since we’ve been apart that she’s taken the initiative to touch me.

I intertwine our fingers and bring the tiny hand to my lips.

A moment later, like the first time we came here, the image of our baby appears on the screen, and I feel my throat tighten as their heart makes itself heard loud and clear.

During the other appointment, in my arrogance, despite being very happy, I took everything for granted:mywoman,mychild.

Now, after almost losing her in more than one sense, the enormity of what is happening reaches another level. I feel my eyes moisten, and when I look at Cecily, she’s crying too.

“I assume they are tears of joy, Mom and Dad, because your boy is doing very well.”

“A boy?” Cecily repeats. “A little brother for Joseph?”

I smile and bend down to kiss her, forgetting the rule to keep my distance. “Let’s make a whole football team. Fill this city with little Kostanidou.”

The doctor and nurse laugh and then leave to give us privacy.

Cecily sits on the patient bed. “I want that.”

“What, my redhead?”

“Our family. A football team or two. Everything.”

Dionysus

CHAPTER SIXTY-ONE

I walkto the door and lock it. When I return to her, I see that her face is flushed and her breath is hitching.

“What are you doing?”

“You can’t tell me something like that after weeks of starvation, my woman.”

“We cannot do anything. The medical team is on the other side of the door.”

“I don’t need much time. I just want you to come in my mouth.”

Her eyes widen. “You’re not serious.”

Despite what she says, I already know her well enough to know that she’s burning with desire, too.

“If you don’t want me to bury my face in your pussy in two seconds, ask me to leave, Cecily. It’s your last chance.”

She runs her tongue across her lips, then looks at the bulge in the front of my pants. Without saying anything else, she shifts back on the patient bed and plants her feet on the edge.

In a hundredth of a second, her panties are gone.

“I don’t have another pair to wear on the way home.”

“You won’t need them. I’m taking you straight to the penthouse. I want you in our house, but we’re spending the day in bed, and it’s not going to be smooth. My employees would hear.”

“My God, you’re killing me.”

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