Kamara’s POVI had to hold onto the edge of the island to hold back my laughter. He is cracking me the hell up. How he even got the prop he held is shocking. Diego had gone to bring a placard that read “only homemade meals.” “What is that for?” I questioned. With his signature smirk plastered to his face, he walked towards me. “I know you want to bake yourself and eat. But I have a plug that would get us meals that taste exquisite in no time.”“Okay, you still haven’t explained why you have the card.” Diego suddenly appeared shy. Like a high schooler about to ask his crush to be his prom date. “You see, the weather is warm and we have nice surroundings. I am thinking we could go for a picnic. Best believe it is an amazing spot that I bet you would love. Also, I don’t think you should be on your feet too long cooking in these conditions.” “And you think I would want a picnic?” I asked, staring at him in amusement. He shrugged, trying to play it off even though there was a slight b
Kamara’s POV“What are you cooking?” Diego whispered behind me causing me to jump in shock. Elbowing his belly, I glared at him. “You startled me. Why are you sneaking up on being me?” He put a hand on his belly, wincing. “I just wanted to know what you were doing. How are you so strong?” “I am pregnant,not an invalid,” I replied attempting to move away from him, but he turned me around to face him with my belly bump poking him. “What are you doing?” I asked when he caged me with both hands. My back is resting against the island edge. He didn’t respond, instead bent his head to nibble at my nape. My toes curled feeling his breath on me. In no time, he cupped my face with his palm, locking his lips with mine. I moaned into his mouth. The kiss was soft and needy. His tongue begged for access and as much as I wanted to fight him off. I gave in because it felt nice. Clinging onto his shirt with both hands like I fear he would disappear, I tilted my head to the side, deepening the kis
Diego’s POVI have to admit, I was surprised when Kamara had told me last night that she knew where Fernando was and the address turned out to be his sister’s home. In my mind, I couldn’t fathom why he would be there and that is the reason I never thought to check for him there. Halting the car in front of the house, I prepped myself for the reactions to expect. Fernando sure knows how to trap me, I just hope he was sensible enough not to divulge the cause of our fight to his sister, Sofia. Sofia is his favorite sister and the one who has been through so much regarding her health. Her condition kept them close together. Years passed and they have grown older, they are still quite tied by the waist. Sometimes their relationship annoys me. Not because it isn’t right, but I find myself getting jealous. Made me wonder what it would have been like to have a sibling I could call on and talk to whenever I pleased. However, I am aware it is not all rosy among siblings which makes me unpertu
Kamara’s POVChantelle's eyes judged me like I had grown two heads. She couldn’t even pretend not to be affected by my request. I adjusted myself a couple of times on the couch as I was feeling a bit uncomfortable. It seems the closer I get to my due date, the more weight my lower body carries. It is quite hard to process. Asking her to help reach out to Fernando and ask where he is at the moment just so Diego can resolve his differences with him appears to be a hard task for my precious friend. Not like I expected a smooth sail in the first place.“Can you say something already?” I muttered with a snort. She snorted. “What do you want me to say? You already know why I am short of words. Since when do you care about whatever it is that dickhead is going through? Maybe it is probably for the best. If they aren’t friends anymore, I might be able to consider a future between us.”I raised a brow in amusement. “So you are admitting to the fact that you and Fernando Hernandez have a thin
Diego’s POV I was wrong about Fernando. That idiot hasn’t replied to my text or called me back in one week. I have visited every place he calls home and office and he is still not available to see him. I never knew the bastard could hold that much grudge. We have had fights in the past most of which he reaches out first. This is the longest we have gone not communicating since I have known him. I hate that I am affected by him this much. The dickhead is probably somewhere living his best life. I am going to have his head when I eventually find him.“You okay?” Kamara asked next to me. Her eyes peering into mine. Squaring my shoulder, I held up a reassuring smile. “Of course. I am okay. You look beautiful.” I complimented. She stared down at herself. “I am in PJs, Diego. Is this your way of telling me to shut up?” Pushing the coffee cup aside, I leaned into the kitchen island. Letting my eyes roam her full length. She had on a bralette leaving her fresh bump out in the open with s
Diego’s POV“How is he doing?” I hear Fernando ask someone. Even though it sounds distant, I can tell there was worry in his tone. “He would be fine.” The person replied. My lashes fluttered slowly, lights hitting my eyes harshly. I winced and that got their attention. “Diego? Are you awake?” Fernando had his face close to mine bombarding my space. I grumbled, managing to ease myself up. A slight headache was brewing in my head. Squinting my eyes, I tried to figure out where I was and what had happened. We were still in the casino office. “What happened?” I asked in a coarse tone prompting Fernando to hand me a glass of water. “You passed out.” He replied. “What?” “Yes, Mr Sanchez. You really need to get help.” The other person spoke, reminding me of his presence. I turned towards him and he happened to be my doctor. “What are you doing here?” I asked, pulling off the cover that had been placed over me. My body ached like I had been carrying tons of bricks. “Is that even sup