Page 27 of Surprise Twins for the Mafia Prince
She pulls out of my grip, and I let her, not wanting her to hurt herself by fighting against me. She seems so fragile right now.
“Don’t bother,” she says, misery thick in her voice. “It’s only morning sickness. I hoped I would skip it, but of course, my luck isn’t that good.”
“Are you still feeling sick?” I ask, more bothered by that than I want to admit.
“Actually, I don’t feel nauseated, but I’m a little hungry. But I know if I eat, I’ll get sick again.”
“I still think I should call the doctor. Maybe he can give you something for the morning sickness.”
“Don’t be so bossy,” she snaps, and I can’t help noticing the light come into her eyes. It’s a relief to see. If fighting with me gives her that spark, I’m glad that she’s being difficult. “It’s just morning sickness. It’s normal.”
“I didn’t realize you had a medical degree.”
The corner of Paige’s mouth ticks up in what is almost a smile.
“Did you just make a joke?”
“I can be funny.” Okay, that’s a lie. I’m rarely the type to make people laugh. “But I’m not amused by your stubborn attitude. How do you know that everything is going normally with the pregnancy? Have you even been to a doctor?”
She drops her eyes to the floor. “No. I only found out I was pregnant a couple of days ago, and you brought me here. I don’t exactly have a doctor here or know if my insurance will cover one.”
“Don’t worry about that. I’ll take care of everything.”
Paige nibbles her bottom lip, and my mind flashes to our night together, sinking my teeth into that plump lip as I drove myself into her. My cock aches at the memory, and it doesn’t help that we’re standing right next to her bed. It would be so easy to shove her back onto the mattress and strip off her sleep shorts. I lick my lips as I imagine burying my face between her silky thighs.
She doesn’t see the lust burning in my eyes as she goes back into the bathroom and brushes her teeth. I wait for her to return, tamping down the heat in my blood. Now isn’t the time. Not when she was just sick, not when she’s looking at me like I’m the enemy.
“I guess that I probably should go see an OB,” she concedes as she walks back into the bedroom. “Just for a checkup to make sure everything’s going well with the baby.”
I nod, satisfied. “Good. I’ll find the best one in the city, and I’ll come to each appointment with you.”
“That’s not necessary. I can handle going to the doctor without you.”
Annoyance flashes through me. Why do I care that she keeps pushing me away?
I don’t know the answer to that, but it’s putting me on edge. I snap at her, “I’m coming. It’s my kid too.”
Paige’s eyes snap to mine again, and I can see that I’ve struck a nerve. Her voice is bitter when she replies.
“Yeah, it is. But how do you even feel about it? Why am I here, Dario?”
Once again, I think about fucking her in my hotel room that night. Longing seeps into my bones, and my fingers tingle with the urge to grab her hair and pull until her head is tilted back and her lips parted for me.
But that’s not why she’s here.
“You might be carrying my child,” I say, trying to push away the fantasy playing out in my mind.
“I am carrying your child, and that’s my point. What’s the plan? Did you drag me to Vegas because this baby will be the next in line to run your mafia, or do you actually give a shit about it?”
I’m struck by the way her question cuts to my core. She’s right. I’ve only thought of the baby in an abstract way that relatesto my future in the mafia. It’s beneficial for me to have an heir when I take over as head of the organization from my father. It’ll show everyone that the future is secure. It will fulfill a responsibility that’s always weighed on my shoulders. Luca could have a kid someday, but I’m the one that’s expected to secure the continuation of the family.
Ever since she told me the baby is mine, I’ve focused on what it could mean for me as the heir. But looking into Paige’s eyes, I realize that I do feel something. For her and the baby.
That’s why I’m annoyed when she pushes me away and the reason I shot out of bed to come in here when I heard her getting sick. Maybe it’s even why I brought her here.
At the time, it seemed like the best way to keep her safe, but I’m a powerful man and I had other options. I could have hired a security firm to look after her or put her in a hotel suite. I didn’t have to bring her into my home.
But there was some unfamiliar emotion that welled up inside me that night, something that I didn’t even realize motivated me until this moment. IlikePaige. She’s strong and sexy and a complete pain in my ass, but in a way that gets me hot for her every time she stands up to me.
