Page 107 of Unspoken Obsession

I laugh to myself, tears of happiness threatening.

"She's alive," I whisper, realizing that everything that happened, happened for a reason - because Dani would not have been able to come out of hiding if Brandon Lux and my father weren't first removed from the picture.

She is so lucky she met Nathan. She is so lucky he went to the house that night. The things she must have experienced - I can't even imagine - but she is lucky that she has a man who loved her enough to do that for her.

After finally getting Damion settled with his cereal—which was harder than I expected, given that he's determined to finish the blanket fort for his little brother, who he thinks will arriveany second—I glance into the dining room to check if Dante is still talking.

The phone call ends, and he is just sitting at the table, staring at the blank screen.

I walk over to him and slip my arm around his neck as I slide onto his lap.

He looks up at me with a wide smile.

"I can't believe it. Was that real? Did that just happen?"

I giggle. "When will she arrive?"

"Tomorrow - late morning." He says, shaking his head, still in disbelief. "She says she likes the name Blake, and I should just get used to it." He laughs. "She hasn't changed at all. She's still cheeky and full of it - just like I remember her."

"She must have been through so much," I say.

"Yes, she must have, but Nathan is an amazing person and helped her through every moment."

"I guess we should get the guest house ready. Or would she prefer to stay in the main house?"

"Let's set them up in the guest house. I think they will enjoy the privacy and the views. And if they want to stay in the main house, we can switch it around."

All day Dante is running back and forth in a frenzy. There is nothing for him to do because the housekeepers have prepared everything, but he seems to want to get ready, is unable to wait, and needs to fill the time.

I tried a few times to get him to sit with me and watch a movie or have a glass of wine, but he is having none of it.

When he comes to bed and snuggles up to me, he is so tense with excitement that I think he will never fall asleep like this.

"Hey, are you going to get any rest tonight?" I ask, laughing at him.

"Um - I don't think so. My mind is in overdrive. I can't stop thinking?—"

I brush my hand over his chest and down beneath his pants, wrapping my hand around his cock.

"Oh." He says, as his cock hardens beneath my touch.

"I think I can help distract you, and tire you out enough so you can fall asleep."

"I think that might work." He chuckles, rolling onto me, pushing my legs apart with his hips.

I reach up and run my hands through his thick dark hair, then pull his face down and press my lips into his. His cock grows harder and pushes against me. I rock my hips upwards towards him.

My body has been screaming to be with him all day. My hormones are going crazy with this pregnancy, and I need him inside me.

I've been patient, waiting for him to come around and find his peace - but all I really had to do was drag him to the bedroom.

He tugs his pants off, kicking them down his legs beneath the blanket.

I am only wearing my oversized shirt because I had planned this all along.

He slips his hand beneath the fabric and cups my breast, rubbing his thumb over my nipple until it is tingling and hard. I moan as he rubs his cock up and down over my pussy, teasing me.

"Please, don't make me wait. I've waited all day." I whisper, trying to move myself so that his cock slides into me. He laughs, deep and divine, and continues to tease me.

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