Page 7 of Her Dark Melody
Ebony moaned slightly, the collision of music and man—this man—making her dizzy withneed.
“If you do that, I’m not going to be able to controlmyself.”
Atlas tipped her chin up and kissed her softly. “Come todinner?”
“Oh God.” She closed her eyes for a brief moment before opening them again and reaching up to cover his hand with her own. “I want you, Atlas Tigri, but we made a deal. Unless you want me to leave you with blue balls,” she added with a mischievousgrin.
Atlas groaned and rested his forehead against hers. “Woman, you just wait until the party is over. I’m going to rent a room in this place, and take you there. And believe me, you won’t be able to walk straight the nextday.”
The marble floor suddenly looked like the most inviting mattress ever, but Ebony managed to get up and avoid the thought of being tumbled onto it. “I think we’d better go mingle with other people before we break ourrule.”
Atlas stood but pulled her to him. “One lastthing.”
Ebony smiled up at him, feeling his erect cock pressing against her belly. “And what’sthat?”
He bent his head and kissed her thoroughly. “When I get you into bed, I’m going to fuck you so hard, woman, that you’ll seestars.”
She shivered. “You’d better keep that promise, AtlasTigri.”
Her body feltas if it had been electrified, but later, back at Romy’s house, she had a stark reminder that her body was no longer just her own. Lying in bed, reading, and trying not to think about Atlas Tigri, a wave of nausea hit her just as she switched off her lamp, and she staggered to the little en-suite bathroom and threw up. She groaned, leaning her head against the cold tile. The nausea kept coming for the next two hours and eventually, Ebony heard the door to her bedroom creak open and Romy’s soft voice callingher.
“In here,” Ebony croaked, her throat sore from vomiting. Romy, her sweet face creased with worry, came in and crouched next toher.
“Sweetie, are yousick?”
Ebony tried to smile as Romy swept a hand onto her forehead. The coolness of Romy’s fingers felt nice against her hot skin. “Must have eaten something at lunchtime that didn’t agree withme.”
“Hmm. I don’t think you’re feverish, but you feel hot. Can I get you somePepto?”
Ebony didn’t know if Pepto was good for pregnant women, so she shook her head. “Honestly, I think it’s just a badoyster.”
“You hadoysters?”
“No.” Ebony suddenly laughed. “But I’m okay, really. My stomach’s settling downnow.”
Romy helped Ebony back to bed, but Ebony could see she was worried. “Honestly, Romy, I’mfine.”
Romy hesitated. “I’ll be just down the hallway if you needme.”
“Thanks, honey. I’m sorry to wakeyou.”
“No problem, I was awake for the twins anyway. I won’t miss the midnight feeds, I can tell you. Night,sweetheart.”
“Night,Romy.”
As her friend slipped away, leaving Ebony alone once more, she wondered if she should confide in Romy about her pregnancy. She hadn’t told anyone yet, and it was eating away at her. Today. Atlas had been a wonderful distraction, and she couldn’t wait to see him again – and certainly, the thought of a night with him was making her excited. But she couldn’t ignore what was happening to her for muchlonger.
No, I don’t want to think about this,she thought resolutely.Not tonight.Give me these next few days and then I promise, we’ll figure it out.Ebony realized she already thought of her child as a person, as them both as a team, and sighed. It would make it so much harder for her to decide what to do about thebaby.
She turned onto her side and closed her eyes, and dreamed of Atlas Tigri, smiling at her as if he loved her, and holdingtheirchild.
ChapterThree
Fino Tigri looked between his father and his uncle. Mateo shrugged at his son. “I think he heard you,Cucciolo, but I’m not sure.Atlas?”
Atlas blinked and broke his reverie. “I’m sorry, I was thinking of…nevermind.”
“What could you have been thinking about, I wonder…” Mateo smirked knowingly. “Fino was asking you aquestion.”
