Page 61 of The Omega's Secret Baby
“C’mon, why would he keep this hidden from you for so long when he could have had access to your wealth all this time?”
And of course it all came back to money.
“It’s complicated,” I told her. “But mostly because he knew that my family would hate the news.”
“Is he really telling you that?” She huffed. “What a deceiving little slut, coming on to you now when he knows you’re vulnerable and feeding you all these lies.”
“They’re not lies! And stop calling him a slut!” The nerve of her! I was this close to hanging up.
“Have you seen proof? Because if not, you need to demand it right now!”
I hung up.
27
Elias
Three days togo before the charity event and I was starting to feel a little bit queasy. Which took me by surprise really, because I wasn’tthatnervous. At least, I didn’t think I was, but this morning, I could barely keep my breakfast down. It was like my stomach wanted to emigrate from my body with all the food it was holding.
And then my cell phone rang just as I wanted to lie down a bit and waste away my Sunday while Jake was watching cartoons.
The caller ID showed Matt’s name, and momentarily, the queasy feeling in my stomach was replaced by a happy one, like butterflies erupting into dance inside of me. Drunk butterflies, but still. Only three more days until I got to see him again.
I lay back on the bed and answered the phone. “Hey, you. Everything okay?”
“I’m fine. How are you doing?” After all this time apart, his deep voice went down my spine like a caress.
“I’m… feeling a bit nervous about the upcoming charity thing.” Because what else could it be?
“Scrambling to get everything done in time?”
“Nah, actually, I’m mostly done.” Ishouldbe able to lie back and relax, really. But maybe after all of this was over, I could lie back and relax with Matt. I was looking forward to that.
“That’s good. I’m excited about the show, and about seeing you again.” His voice dropped an octave on the last part of that sentence and gave me shivers.
“Yeah?” I asked. “What are you going to do when you see me again?”
He gave a short laugh, a sexy little rumble. “Rip all your clothes off your body.”
“Yeah? And then?” I prompted because that slow built up of arousal within me was keeping the queasiness at bay.
“Take my own clothes off.” There was a hint of amusement in his voice, but it vanished as he continued speaking. “And then I’ll lie on top of you, skin on skin, tracing the contours of your body with my hands and feeling you shiver underneath me as I suck on your nipples. You’re always so sensitive there. I love that. I love the way you moan when I graze you with my teeth just a little.”
The picture he painted with his words made my breath hitch. “God, I want you to be here so much right now. I can’t wait to feel you on top of me again.” I closed my eyes and imagined the weight of his body pressing me into the sheets.
He chuckled. “Are you turned on right now?”
“Like you don’t know!” He couldn’t say stuff like that and expect menotto be turned on.
“Do you have privacy?”
I glanced at the door, which was closed. Griff was downstairs with Jake, and the cartoons would be on for a while longer. They thought I was napping. I could risk it. “I’m in my bedroom and I’m alone.”
“Take off your pants.” I thought I could hear the smug grin on his face through the telephone.
Oh, this was really happening. Heart thumping loudly, I put the phone on speaker and turned the volume down just a bit so Matt’s voice wouldn’t be heard outside the room. Then I shrugged my pants off, just in time to hear Matt say: “Your underwear too.”
I obliged, happily. The anticipation alone was already making me hard.
