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That was all good news.

“What now? When are we going back? Still tomorrow?” Briggs asked.

Benjamin nodded slowly. “No. We will go out in a few days from what Father said. The council is pulling the rest of Damien and Sebastian’s teams back. We will go to Italy later in the week. Vincent wished to inquire at a few places. Frederick will be going to Amherst this evening, but that’s it for the moment.”

I wouldn’t necessarily say that was terrible news. I would get a few more days with Caspian, and that would always be a positive thing as far as I was concerned.

“One more meeting,” Benjamin said. “In an hour in the same conference room. After that, we are to go home for the day.”

I wondered about that, and sent Benjamin a look. That was earlier than expected. Was there more going on than what we were being told? Benjamin gave no more information, so Icould only wait. Perhaps we would be informed at the meeting. No matter what, there was nothing I could do until then. The prospect of getting to spend even more time with my mate was enough to have my dragon content for the moment and that was all I needed.

Chapter 22

Caspian

“Dimitri?” I called out. My One had gone quiet in the cabin, and I didn’t know why. I was officially halfway through my pregnancy, and we were going to our scan this morning with Dr. King. Now if I could find the other father of our child so we could go.

When I still didn’t get a response, I pushed magic out to search for him. I located him in the dining room. That was odd, because we had already had breakfast, and I had cleaned up everything. I walked back that way, curious if he’d simply not heard me. He was a dragon though, and I swore that man heard every little noise. How had he not heard me?

“Dimitri?” I called out again as I approached the dining room. When I arrived at the doorway, I stopped and took in what I was looking at. Standing there was my sexy and amazing dragon with a smile on his face. He was beside the table, which had been transformed. It was normally completely clear, but now it had several vases full of flowers, and there was a huge plate piled high with…my eyes widened. “Are those cinnamon rolls?”

“Ja. They are your favorite, but you never have them.”

My mouth opened a bit at the sight of those things. They were huge. They had a layer of frosting on them that looked absolutely delicious. I looked up at Dimitri. “I can’t. I want to, so much, but I’m already getting fat.”

Dimitri’s smile dropped instantly, and he was coming around the table toward me. “You are not fat. You could never be.” Dimitri reached me and without a thought pulled me into his arms. “You are pregnant. You are creating a whole new life. Our son. You can have your cinnamon rolls if you wish. Especially after everything you had to go through in the beginning of this pregnancy.”

I wanted to agree and give in, but I couldn’t. I glanced down at my no-so-small bump and shook my head. “I already can’t see my feet, Dimitri. I would love nothing more than to indulge, but I’m going to be huge if I gain much more weight.” The thought of wearing my pre-pregnancy clothing was long gone. I lived in sweats and oversized shirts now. Sure, I could use magic and have some amazingly fitted pregnancy clothing, but why? I spent my days lounging around the house, trying not to be bored while Dimitri was doing his enforcer thing. At least the rotation of assignments to Italy had stopped.

“You can have a cinnamon roll. We will talk to Dr. King about this. I do not like that you are forbidding yourself from having things because you are concerned about your weight.”

Immediately I felt bad. Dimitri had done something incredibly nice and sweet, and I basically said no, you shouldn’t have.”

“Dimitri, I apologize. Would you eat one with me?” I asked. “You went to effort, and I’ve invalidated it. I’m so sorry.”

Dimitri leaned in and gave me a slow kiss. “I will always eat a cinnamon roll with you. But do not feel you have to limit yourself because you have gained weight.” Dimitri placed his hand on my stomach. I felt the baby kick and smiled. When I met Dimitri’seyes, he was smiling while looking down at my stomach between us. He’d been able to feel the baby for a few weeks now, and we often spent evenings on the couch, or lounging in bed with Dimitri’s hand resting on my rounded stomach.

“How about we have a cinnamon roll, and then go to our scan?” I asked. “You went to all this trouble.” I looked back at the table. “How did you get so many flowers here? Not that I don’t love them, because I do.”

“It is Valentine’s Day,” Dimitri told me. “I should get you flowers and sweets, no?”

It took a moment for me to pull my gaze away from the roses, lilies, and tulips. They were all beautiful. “What?” I asked absently. Then what he’d said seemed to compute in my brain. “Dimitri,” I said, chuckling. “You do not need to use a human holiday in order to get me flowers or sweets. I’m not complaining though, I absolutely love them,” I told him. “I’ve not put flowers out in the cabin as of yet because you didn’t have flowers anywhere when I met you. I looked, and didn’t see any in your memories. I thought perhaps their scent bothered you.” I knew he was sensitive to some scents, but wasn’t exactly sure if it was in a negative way.

“I like flowers,” Dimitri kissed me again. “We will have more flowers in the cabin. They brighten the rooms. I wish for you to make any and all changes you want. This is your home. Make it yours.”

I smiled. “It’s ours.” I looked around the room. “I have made changes. This dining room set was chosen together. You had a tiny one before.”

“But the flowers. I have made the mistake of not getting you flowers before now. I will get you flowers. Often.”

“Where did you get the flowers? There isn’t a flower shop here on the mountain, and they weren’t here when we ate just a bit ago.”

Dimitri smiled. “No. I had help. I did go yesterday during my lunch break. Benjamin helped me by keeping them at his place. Then I messaged him this morning after we finished eating and you were upstairs just now. He helped get the flowers here. The cinnamon rolls as well.” I smiled and shook my head. “It was the only way I could surprise you with them.”

I leaned in and kissed Dimitri. “I love it. You are an amazing One, and it really makes me feel cherished that you did this for me. If we hurry, we will have time to eat a cinnamon roll before our scan. Did you want coffee with yours?”

“Ja.”

Dimitri and I sat at the table, and once I got a closer look at the sweets, I really wanted to kick myself at considering not indulging. He was right, of course. I wasn’t fat. I was pregnant. I was half through my pregnancy now, and still trying to adjust. Would I ever get used to carrying another life inside me? Possibly. I needed to talk to Papa about some things.

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