"Becs, are you ready?" Rebecca heard Joni yell up the stairs at her. She heard the door close a minute later and assumed Isaac was with her. That meant one thing. Rebecca was running behind schedule. Isaac was late most of the time, which drove everyone crazy.Sighing, she spun around giving herself another look at her dusty pink dress. Joni had brought it over the day before telling her that the lace looked classy for the event and the off the shoulder neckline with ruffles added "just the right bit of sexiness." She wasn't sure if that was what she wanted tonight but she was wearing it anyway. She sat on her bed to slip on her gold strappy heels as Joni reached the top stair."Thanks for answering me.""Sorry," Rebecca said, standing up. She heard a gasp from Joni and looked at her with a raised brow."If I wasn't married. I would totally do you," she said covering her mouth with both her hands. Rebecca looked down at the dress again. She didn't think i

Rebecca reveled in the way Vincent's hands felt on her body. The way his lips felt against hers. She had missed the way he could make her feel so alive. She didn't even know that she had been craving him until she had him again. They fit together so perfectly their bodies moving perfectly in sync.He kept saying her name over and over. She loved the way it sounded on his lips. If she never heard another man say her name beside him again, she would be perfectly okay with that. How she had gone so long without him near her or speaking to her, she would never know. How she was going to walk away after this was a complete mystery.BEEP, BEEP, BEEP.Rebecca shot up from her bed. The mixture of the beeping and her stomach turning waking her from her dream of her most recent time with Vincent. She rushed to the bathroom and released the contents of her stomach. Not that it was much she had barely eaten dinner because she hadn't felt good the night before.Restin

Vincent left Rebecca at work. She had kissed him on the cheek which made him smile the entire drive back to his place. He understood that she wanted to think about everything but he really didn't want to waste a minute. Missing out on things with her was one thing that he didn't like but, missing out on his child was a whole other thing that would kill him. Vincent didn't really want children. At least not until he heard Tobin talking on the phone to Rebecca and instantly, he could picture their whole life together with kids, marriage the whole thing. Now he just had to figure out how to get her to want that too.Tobin was standing at his door when he stepped off the elevator. "You got here quick," he said to him as he put in his passkey."You call. I come," he shrugged as he followed him into the apartment."You just want to know what happened with Rebecca." He took his coat off and threw it on the back of the couch."That too," Tobin said. He looked at

Vincent had been sitting with his father waiting for Chaykovsky. He was already a half hour late and Vincent was agitated. He had made a reservation for dinner with Rebecca and he was not going to miss it because the damn Russian asshole thought that his time was more important than Vincent’s. “Where the hell is he?” He asked his father who shrugged back at him.Vincent wasn’t completely sure but, he was pretty sure that Francesco was mad at him about something. He would have to ask him when the meeting was over though, because Domenico swung the door open and walked in. He stepped out of the way so that Chaykovsky could walk through followed by the last person Vincent wanted to see, a very pregnant Milena. Gio followed her in sending Vincent an eyeroll before taking his place at the table. They had decided to have the meeting at one of their warehouses as to make sure that it was known as a business meeting and not a friendly one.The rest of the men took their seats but, Vincent sta

Vincent showed up at Rebecca’s to take her to dinner. He knocked on the door but there was no answer. He knocked three times and still nothing, so he tried the door. “Unlocked. Of course,” he muttered as he opened her door. “Rebecca, I have told you. Leaving your door unlocked isn't safe,” he shouted. He waited for her to yell back but got nothing. He could hear a sound but, he wasn’t sure what it was. “Rebecca? Are you okay?” He shouted. No answer but the noise again. He ran up the stairs, the sound getting louder, “Rebecca?” He walked to the bathroom door that wasn’t closed all the way. Rebecca was sitting on the floor beside the toilet with her head against the wall. She had a towel wrapped around her she looked like she had gotten out of the shower before she got sick. “Rebecca,” he rushed to sit beside her.“Vince?” She said lifting her head and looking at him through the tears that were in her eyes from all the vomiting she had been doing for the last hour.“Hey. I’m here, Rebec