Page 204 of The Billionaire's Secret
His face pales, "Shit, are you feeling okay? No pain or anything... Should I call the air ambulance?" He reaches for his phone, swipes the screen and presses a number.
I grab his wrist. "I'm fine, really. I meant, wait until we return to the bedroom."
"Oh," he breathes out a sigh of relief, then hangs up.
Then I frown, "Hold on a minute, did you say, air ambulance?"
He reddens. "I didn't want to be caught unawares again. And no way, can my heart survive another ambulance ride to the hospital, so..." He cracks his neck, looks past me, "Uh, the infinity pool is wicked, huh?"
"Don't change the topic."
"Would I dare?" He glances down at me.
"Yes, you very much would dare." I frown, "What have you done Saint?"
"Nothing," he purses his lips, looking for all the world like an errant child. Why do I get the feeling my hands are going to be full with not one but two kids? The man in front of me often acts like one.
"Tell me," I scowl. "Remember what you said: no secrets."
He blows out a breath, "Why the hell did I promise you that, remind me?"
"Because you love me?"
He squares his shoulders. "Exactly. Which is why I had to do it."
"Do what?"
He tilts his head, "Don't freak out when you find out."
"What?" My heart begins to thud. "Out with it, Saint."
He rubs the back of his neck, a sure sign that whatever he's done is going to freak me out.
"It's only an air–ambulance," he mutters.
There's awhomp-whompsound behind us and a breeze blows in through the open window.
I turn, and my jaw drops, "No."
He moves in, places his chin on my head, "I had to, babe."
I stare as an honest-to-goodness helicopter rises up beyond the infinity pool. I spot the sign of a red cross on the side that indicates it's used for medical purposes. It whirs over us, followed by a slight thump as vibrations roll down the walls. Did it land on the terrace of the townhouse? "Oh, my God," I turn to face him, "I can't believe you have a helicopter on stand-by."
"Maybe I can't control everything, but hell if I can't try to bring down the risk. This way, if there's an emergency, we can get to the closest hospital in under five minutes."
"I... I..." I open and close my mouth, "Only you'd do something so audacious."
"You're worth it, babe."
"You sound like a cheesy commercial."
He blinks, then chuckles, "I do, huh?" He lowers his forehead to mine, "That's what you do to me, darling. You've turned me into a blubbering shell of my former self."
"Hey," I swipe at his shoulder, "don't blame me for that. It's been barely twenty-four hours since you accepted your role as a father-to-be, and I can't believe you've already... Done all this."
"What?"
I wave my hand in the air, "You bought this townhouse on Primrose Hill—"
