Nala. I almost went to his room, snuck in and made myself at home, but i didn’t have that much self-confidence. No, my courage abandoned me after my long, hot shower and then i slipped into my nightgown. It wasn’t like what I had worn for him before. The straps were not delicate thin strings and my breasts weren’t cradled by intricately woven lace. Silk did not caress my skin. No, i was heavily pregnant, which meant comfortable cotton that was thin so I didn’t get hot or constrict my movements. I stared at myself in the mirror, looking at this tent of a nightgown that covered me, and wondered what Salvatore saw in me. I was… as big as a house. But when he looked at me with need in his eyes, i felt as i had when we first had sex. Beautiful. Seductive. Wanted. The question was, did he truly want me now? It had been hours since I had seen him, hours since the truth had been revealed and Salvatore stated he wanted me forever, in his bed and in his life. Even Perrin believed the same
Nala Silence wrapped around us, not a single hint of other sounds invading my space. The house was quiet, the staff remaining unobtrusive. With the truth of Nova’s actions came a new respect for me. While i had hoped they would forgive me and accept me for myself. “Do you know how beautiful you are?” His fingertips glided along my jaw and down the delicate line of my neck. “Your skin is like silk and your lips taste like heaven. Being with you is what I live for. When you were gone…” I placed two fingers over his lips. “I will never leave you again. I will learn to speak up and you will” “Believe in you without question. Never again will another come between us.” Our son chose that moment to shift and turn inside me and Salvatore chuckled. “Except this one.” He dropped to his knees and pressed his mouth to my stomach. “Hello my little one, do not be so hard on your mama. Go to sleep now for papa. I must love your mama now.” A heated flash burned my cheeks when i understood what
Nala. The Morning sun streamed into the bedroom and cast a warm glow on the bed where i lay. I opened my eyes and promptly burrowed more deeply underneath the covers. My hand sought Salvatore , but i found only an empty spot. He wasn't there. I frowned as I sat up, looking around the bedroom, but he was nowhere to be found. The unmistakable whir of the helicopter caught my attention, and I got out of bed and walked to the window. And there he was in Grey lose sweat pants, and he was talking to someone I hadn't expected to see this morning, Nova. They were both standing what seemed to be a few meters from the helicopter, his hand on her arm. Salvatore said something to her, and She nodded and ducked down to hurry into the helicopter. A few seconds later, it lifted and headed toward the mainland. I couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief but also wonder what he had told her. Salvatore had promised me he was done with Nova, but it was hard to believe that. But I would take the
Nala “He is here so we can choose your ring,” Salvatore said matter of factly. As if having a jeweler personally come out was an everyday occurrence. “I don’t understand,” i began lamely. Salvatore picked up my left hand and raised my fingers to his lips. “It is important to me that you wear my ring, my love.” “Oh.” As responses went, mine wasn’t terribly brilliant, but it was all i could manage. I remembered last night during the heat of the moment he did ask me to marry him again. I was surprised he could remember that and nothing else we shared. Salvatore urged me to turn my attention to the rings, and i did so a little nervously. They were so huge. And expensive! I didn’t even want to know how much they cost. After trying several on, i spotted one that i loved, but then wondered if he had be offended by my choice. My gaze kept wandering to it even as i continued to try on the rings the jeweler pressed on me. “That one,” Salvatore said, pointing to a ring to the far right.
NalaWhen I regained my consciousness, the first thing i heard was a furious voice rapidly yelling at someone. As my eyes opened and my gaze flickered around my surroundings, i realized i was on an exam table in what appeared to be a clinic.Salvatore ’s back was to me, and he was interrogating the doctor standing in front of him.“Salvatore ,” I murmured weakly.He spun around immediately and hurried over to where i lay. “Are you all right?” His hands swept over my body even as his eyes bored intensely into mine .“Are you in pain?”I tried to smile, but i felt shaky. The doctor moved in front of Salvatore and held a cup towards me.“Drink this, Nala. Your blood sugar is too low, but I think some juice will set you to rights.”Salvatore took the juice then curled an arm underneath my neck to help me sit up. He held the cup to my lips as i cautiously sipped at the sweet liquid.“When was the last time you ate, Miss Nala?”The doctor pinned me with an inquiring stare, and i felt my che
Nala. I woke up two hours later and walked to my bathroom mirror. My eyes were still puffy from all the crying, I washed them and put on a sexy red outfit and went downstairs for dinner. I knew he would join me for dinner tonight and I was ready to try as best as I could to put on a show for him. He loved my red satin sexy dress, now it barely fit due to my huge belly, my ass cheeks were hanging out, but that was the allure of it. As mad as I was, I was hungry too my stomach was rumbling and I needed to eat something. I looked at the huge rock in my finger and the pain came back again fresh, but I was a big girl, I had to keep my cool until I had a plan on what I was going to do. I had to act like everything was fine, like I hadn't overheard them and there plan to take away my baby from me. Salvatore came in so quietly that he almost startled me as he touched my shoulders before brushing his soft lips ony cheeks gently giving me a peck. His touch unlike last night sent pangs of a
Nala. His eyes never left mine, and I stared hypnotized into those truly strange and exciting beautiful eyes of his. I was trembling and my heart was pounding so hard in my chest my blood roared in my ears. I remained frozen even when his hand touched my cheek. It felt like hot coals on my skin. I inhaled deeply and breathed in his scent. It was unbelievable the effect this man had on me.I tried my hardest to act unaffected but failed miserably when he curled his hand untill his knuckles replaced his palm and brushed them gently across my cheeks. I could feel the flush spread across my face like a burn.Then his hand reached my bottom lip and his gaze dropped to the quivering flesh. Using the smooth pad of his thumb he pulled my bottom lip down, let it go, then watched it bounce back into place with a curious expression on his face. The only way I could describe the look in his eyes was the way a cat plays with a mouse. Pawing it; throwing it in the air and letting it run; catching
Salvatore. I wanted to stay with her. And hold her.The startling need had crackled through my chest.So I had forced myself to walk away. Now I stood in the middle of my study room staring out of the window almost in a daze. My breathing was still uneven, my heart racing, and my body thrumming with the after glow pleasure and heat. What the fuck just happened?I had fucked so many women in my life, all as beautiful and some even more beautiful than her, but none of those encounters even vaguely resembled what I had with her.For fucks sake I had unraveled like a dropped old movie reel. It was the closest thing to a miracle I had ever experienced in years.What was it about her? Why did she have this effect on me?She was just a woman who was having my baby, that's all she was, that's all I wanted her to be to me. My gaze went over to the tray with a bottleof aged whiskey and a single crystal glass on the low table next to the fireplace. Every night it was put out for me. Some nigh