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“Stay.”She whispered a few minutes later when he was about to move.

“I’mcrushing you.”

“No.” Sheclung – wrapping one leg around his.

Amusement sounded inhis voice as he lifted his head to stare at her. “You do know Iam much stronger than you are, right?”

“Are you?”

“Hmm.Sweetheart, just let me …,” he eased off slowly andtucked her next to him. “Much better. I don’t want tohurt you.”

Propping his face onone hand, he wiped the moisture from her cheeks, his touch lingering.“How do you feel?” He asked anxiously.

“Great.”

“I have to ask.Is there a capable OBGYN in town? I could fly one out…?”

“No.” Sheplaced a finger over his lips, her eyes laughing at him. “Iknow I am married to a celebrity and some things I am going to haveto deal with and I am okay or trying to be okay with it, but I drawthe line at you flying some rich ass doctors to the stars to takecare of me.

We have a clinic atFlower Hills and as it’s a small town, I am guaranteed to getthe best possible care, and I know these people.

I might not be ableto control the lack of privacy and people asking me what the hell Iam wearing, which is dumb by the way, but I am controlling this. Ourchildren will grow up as normal as possible in the circumstances andI want your word on it. I mean it darling.”

“I have no sayin the matter?”

“You have allthe say in the world, but bear in mind that I am the one with theuterus.” There was a battle light in her eyes that warned himnot to push.

“All right.”He kissed the tip of her nose. “You win.”

“Good.”She passed a hand over his jaw, her expression tender. “Are youfully recovered?”

He gave her a puzzledstare. “From what?”

Her hand drifted downhis washboard abs and settled on his sex. “Not quite butgetting there.”

“How aboutnow?” He asked thickly, using his hand to cover hers and shefelt when he hardened.

She smiled at him, aglint in her eyes.

“I would sayyou’re ready.”

*****

“One morephoto, please.” The reporter asked persuasively as the couplemade their way off the red carpet.

Bryce was gettingready to snarl, when to his surprise, his wife touched his armlightly to stop him.

“One more.”She told the grateful and almost stuttering young man firmly, with apleasant smile.

Pushing his luck, thereporter asked them for a pose. “Your hand on her tummy, if youplease, Mr. Whitlock.”

Bryce gave him a lookthat could have shriveled steel but obliged by positioning Zahra infront of him and wrapping his arms around her baby bump.

“Excellent.”The delighted reporter got off several shots and already had theheadline in mind. ‘Hollywood stud dazzled by pregnant wife’.The man looked as if he was struck by a thousand bolts of the lovebug.

If anyone had toldhim that the action star would have that look on his face, he wouldhave told them it was a lie. But it was right here caught on camera.There was no doubt that the couple were in love. Slinging hisexpensive camera around his neck, he pranced off happily.

“Ready,sweetheart?” Taking her hand, Bryce led her away from thecrowd. The sleek limousine was already waiting to whisk them away andhe carefully bundled her in before sliding in next to her.

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