Page 86 of Black Mark's Heart

I smacked his shoulder. "Stop being happy about this."

"How can I not be?" Darius laughed. "I love you, Mora. I love you even more when you are carrying my child inside of you," he teased, rubbing his hand over my abdomen.

"I'm serious, Dare, I'm not happy about this," I warned.

"Mora, baby, I've spent the last few days thinking I hurt you or that something had happened to make you not want me anymore," Darius admitted. "I wasn't anxious about this party tonight. I couldn't give a shit what those assholes think. I was worried you didn't love me anymore. That I wasn't spoiling you or loving you enough. I was starting to have daydreams about you and Bill having crazy sex romps while I'm at work and..."

"Bill?" I frowned. "You're insecure about Bill?"

Darius looked at me. "You're always saying how good he is with the kids, you're the same age, and..."

"And he's nothing like you," I reminded him. "Not in looks or personality. More importantly, he is not the father of my children or the man I love."

Darius smiled, his eyes glittering as if he was the happiest man on earth. He sat forward and tapped the driver of the hired car on the shoulder. "Take us back to the hotel."

"Dare?" I asked, surprised.

"Mora, you don't want to go to this party. I would rather be home with my family. Let's go get our stuff, get on the plane, and go home." Darius squeezed my thigh. "I want to make love to you in our own bed."

I smiled and nodded.

"Back to the hotel please, and wait for us. We'll need you to take us to the airport," Darius directed.

"Yes, sir," the driver acknowledged.

Darius moved toward me and kissed me passionately. "What do you think it is? Boy or a girl?"

I laughed, "It's a tadpole right now, Dare."

He put his mouth to my ear. "I'm going to fuck you so hard tonight, Mora." I swooned. Darius laughed, pulling back to look me in the eye. "I have to get it while I can, Mora. A few more weeks and I'll have to be gentle until you're ready to let me have you again."

I grabbed his tie, pulling his mouth to mine. "When we get back to the hotel, you're going to take me hard and fast, because I'm so horny my panties are drenched."

Darius grinned, "Whatever you want or need, baby."

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Ten Weeks Later

"Mora?" Darius looked at me, worried. I hadn't said a word since we'd left the medical center. "Mora, baby, come on, talk to me." Darius held my hand in the backseat.

"I'm going to kill you," I muttered.

Darius rolled his eyes. "Yes, you've said that three times now, baby. Can you tell me something other than my impending doom?"

"We're going to need another nanny," I told him.

Darius nodded. "I agree. Bill can handle the other two and the new nanny can deal with the twins."

I looked up at him, those first moments of shock returning. "Twins," I whispered and looked back down at the picture in my lap. "They said we could still lose one," I reminded him quietly.

"Mora," Darius pulled me close to soothe me, "They said if it was your first pregnancy, you may. This being your third, it's highly unlikely."

"We're having twins?" I asked. I looked at the picture and started crying.

Darius put his arms around me. "Come on, Mora, it won't be that bad. Yes, you'll have four kids under three for two months, but at least this will be your last pregnancy." Darius held my face to his chest.

"Damn straight it will be, Darius Rafal," I growled. "As soon as these twins are born, you are booking in for a vasectomy."

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