Page 34 of My Wildest Obsession

I head upstairs to our room and smile when I see her sitting in bed, writing in her diary. I used to hate that thing, but then she showed me some of the things that she was writing in there. When we got to the parts about all of the sexual things that she wanted to do with me, I went out and bought her five more. She had laughed, and then we’d done a few of the things that she was fantasizing about.

Best night ever.

“More ideas for tonight?” I ask her huskily, and she laughs.

“How did you know?”

“I know you,” I say as I bend to drop a kiss on her lips.

“How was the trial?” She asks, and I grin at her. “Ah, that good, huh?”

“I destroyed them.”

“That’s my man.”

My heart starts to race at her words. I still love to hear her call me that.

“How was your doctor’s appointment?” I ask as I slip out of my suit jacket.

“It was good.”

There’s something in her tone and I stick my head back out of the closet to stare at her.

“Was it? What did they say?”

She’s been so tired and nauseous lately. I insisted that she take the week off and go see a doctor. I was hoping that it would be on a different day so that I could take her, but she was only able to get in today and I had to be in court.

“I’ve been writing all about it,” she says, and I leap over to her and pluck the diary out of her hands.

She just laughs at me and I smile as I start to read.

Dear Diary,

Theo is goingto be so surprised. I mean, he’s not going to believe it!

I hope that he’s happy too, because I am.

I wonder what his reaction will be when I tell him…

Hmm…

I lookup from the pages, giving her a dry stare and she giggles. We both know that she was messing with me.

“I had to have some fun with it!” She insists and I grin and go back to reading.

How shouldI even tell him? Just blurt it out? Draw it out? Maybe I should wait a little bit…

I grumbleas I flip to the next page and Clara laughs.

I’m pregnant,Theo.

My stomach dropsand my heart lodges in my throat as I read those three words over and over.

“Pregnant?” I ask hoarsely. “We’re going to have a baby?”

I look up and see tears swimming in her eyes.

“Yeah. We’re going to have a baby,” she whispers.

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