Page 51 of United Loyalties
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
ALESSANDRO
It’s been ten weeks since Jade graced my doorstep. Ten weeks of pure bliss since that night. Cam has been insatiable in her second trimester. Not that I’m complaining. Our sex is off the fucking charts. I already knew that from the first time I’d taken her in her hotel room.
A knock at the door pulls me from my pleasant train of thought.
“Angelo,are you ready to go? Bea and Leo are here,” I call.
“I’m just coming,” Cam shouts back.
I open the door to Leo, wearing his usual ‘couldn’t give a fuck’ expression. Bea’s face is an entirely different one.
“Cam, hurry up. I don’t want to miss our appointment.” Bea is practically bouncing.
I look to Leo and smirk at her excitement.
At that moment, my stunner of a wife walks around the corner fiddling with her earring. “Your appointment is after ours, so you’ll be fine, Bea.”
“Ready?” Cam asks as she steps up and places a kiss to my lips.
She’s still insistent on wearing her four-inch heels, so her head is level with my chin. I lift her chin so our lips are millimeters apart. “I can’t wait to see him.”
“It might be a her,” she huffs.
“We really do need to leave,” Leo drawls, shaking his head at me.
I wrap Cam under my arm as Leo takes hold of Bea’s hand. He adores her, but he’s not one for open affection. Holding her hand in public is massive for him.
It doesn’t take too long to get to our appointment. The girls are under the same OB-GYN, so, they arranged to have their scans on the same day. Cam didn’t want to find out the sex until this scan, whereas Leo and Bea are having an early scan to find out the sex.
Odd really, there’s this big hype to find out what the sex of a baby is when you have no say over what you have anyway. Leo and I have touched upon the subject, though, boys supposedly strengthen you and girls are a blessing. I couldn’t give a fuck what sex the baby is, as long as they’re healthy. I know he’s hoping for a girl, though. Of course, he needs an heir, but after the way his father treated him, I don’t think he thinks he’s quite ready to raise a son. Which is crazy as he will be a great father, he practically raised Enzo. I know that’s how Enzo sees it.
As we walk into the waiting room, Leo and I take a seat, and the girls talk to the receptionist. The waiting area is empty as we are keeping the girls’ pregnancies private. Nothing puts a target on your woman’s back like a baby in her belly. Nothing makes a man more territorial than his wife and his child being threatened. It makes a man do stupid things.
“She’s ready for us.” Cam grins as she holds out her hand to me.
I take it, and we enter the scan room.
“Hello, Mr. and Mrs. De Luca. Are you ready to see your baby?” She smiles as she spins around on her chair.
She’s a petite woman with frizzy orange curls that sit just below her jaw. I think she looks like a mad scientist, although Cam scolded me for that comment and told me not to be mean.
Mean—that makes me laugh. She’s aware I torture and murder men on a weekly basis, but being mean is apparently not okay.
I shake my head as I think of my wife’s strange logic.
Cam gets onto the bed and lifts up her top, exposing her small bump. Well, I think it’s small, she thinks it’s huge.
I’ve told her how sexy I think she looks, watching her body change and knowing it’s my child inside her. It’s hot. I told her I want her pregnant often. She told me in not so many words that when I squeeze a grapefruit out my dick, she’ll squeeze out another watermelon.
I’m just messing with her. I will do whatever she wants. She knows she’s in charge when we’re at home.
The doctor squirts some gel onto Cam’s small bump and pushes the probe over her lower abdomen.
“So, you’re twenty-one weeks, is that right?” she asks while applying pressure. The screen shows black and white swirls.
“Yeah,” Cam nods eagerly.
