PRINCE CHARMING: A Stepbrother Secret Baby Romance(58)

When his lips closed over hers, and his tongue moved against hers, she felt the love bloom between them again. She couldn’t get enough of the taste of him, sweet as always. They moved faster, him driving up into her as she held him close, her chest heaving as she moaned and cried out, feeling that cliff loom out of nowhere.

It had been so long, neither could hold out, and Olivia’s cry mingled with Quincy’s groan as he spilled into her. Every nerve in her body pulled tight as pleasure wracked through her and he held onto her tightly. Their bodies slicked with sweat, Quincy kissed her forehead, her nose, each of her cheeks, and finally her lips before he gently laid them back against her pillows. Olivia snuggled against his chest as his hand went to her belly again and rubbed it.

“A baby,” he whispered. “We’re going to have a baby.”

“Yeah, we are,” she said. “How are we going to do this?”

“We are going to go back there and tell them the truth,” he informed her. “There’s nothing else we can do. We love each other, and we’re having a baby. No matter what happens, Olivia, I’ll stay by you through it all.”

She trusted him, but it wasn’t going to be easy going back. She was about to ask him when they would leave when she heard Helen’s voice and her friend opening her bedroom door.

“Hey, so I’m thinking—oh God!” She covered her eyes quickly. “I’m so sorry! Wait, is that Quincy?”

“Yes, it is,” he said as Olivia laughed next to him.

“Aren’t you getting married today?”

He opened his mouth to answer but stopped and turned to Olivia. “As a matter of fact, I am.”

“What?”

He picked up her left hand. “Olivia, will you marry me? Today?”

“I, uh… Can we do that?” she asked as a smile broke across her face.

“Why the hell not? I love you, and I’m going to marry the woman I love.”

Olivia thought about it for barely a second before she said yes and smothered him with kisses, tackling him to the bed.

“Oh, that’s awesome,” Helen said from the doorway. “I’ll… uh, be downstairs until you’re dressed.”

The door closed, but Olivia didn’t hear it. She was getting married to the man she loved, and no matter what happened, they were going to get their happily ever after.

***

The flight back to the Isle of Bijoux was more nerve-wracking than her first trip there, but Quincy held Olivia’s hand the whole time, glancing every now and then at the ring on her left hand that sparkled in the sunlight. He kissed her hand as the plane descended for the landing and the reality of what they were about to do really hit home.

“It’ll be fine,” he whispered when she started shaking. “No matter what, I’m by your side.”

“Right. Right, except you’re probably about to lose everything, so no, it’s great,” she mumbled.

“Olivia, look at me.”

She turned to face him and immediately felt her body relax when she saw the love in his eyes. He kissed her sweetly and told her again everything would be fine. When they exited the plane, though, she lost most of her good feelings. King Lamont and several of the bodyguards from the palace waited on the tarmac to gather the prince and his stepsister, now his wife. Quincy took Olivia’s hand tightly in his, and they walked slowly to him. The king’s eyes went from his son’s face to their clasped hands… and the bulge under Olivia’s tight t-shirt.

“Both of you are coming with me, right now,” he growled, his voice shaking with barely controlled rage.

“Fine,” Quincy said. “But if you are going to blow up once we get back to the palace, you can direct everything to me, Father, not Olivia.”

His words set Lamont off, and for the first time, Olivia saw the king’s face turn crimson as he lost it. “Do you have any idea what you’ve done? You ran out on your own wedding! Parliament is calling for your crown, and you come back to me with the woman who is your stepsister and she’s pregnant!”

“And my wife,” Quincy said, holding up Olivia’s hand. “We got married, Father.”

His eyes widened at the ring, and he yelled in pure frustration. “You idiot! You are going to lose everything! What were you thinking?”

“We love each other,” Quincy said and put himself between Lamont and Olivia. “I love her, Father, just as you loved Mother.”

“This is an outrage! Your mother is going to be beside herself,” he yelled over Quincy’s shoulder at Olivia. “Once she knows what happened, I don’t know what she’ll do, but I do know you two are getting this annulled, today! You are not going to marry your stepsister!”

Quincy yelled back, but Olivia had stopped listening. Her stomach clenched painfully, and suddenly, the world spun around her. Something was wrong. She tried to say something, but her words were drowned out by their yelling. She stepped forward and grabbed Quincy’s shoulder. He turned to hold her back, but he gripped her arms when she faltered.

“Olivia? Olivia?”

“Wrong… the baby,” she whispered. Everything went dark, and her last thought was of losing their child before they ever had a chance to meet it.

***

Quincy paced up and down the hall of the hospital, waiting to hear about Olivia. By the time the ambulance had arrived, she’d been bleeding and Quincy feared the worst for her and the baby. He didn’t care anymore about his kingdom or his dad. He just needed to know that Olivia was going to make it.