The Russian Billionaire’s Secret(129)
He had decided to wait three days before calling Maria. He could only imagine how she must have felt walking into the pharmacy alone and then later at home taking the test that would determine such a big part of her future. It had crossed Vadim's mind that Maria may not want to keep the child. In that case, he was more than ready to take on the responsibility of being the sole provider to the child. He didn't think Maria would be the sort of woman who could walk away from her child, but Vadim liked to be prepared for all possibilities.
In the pocket of Vadim's blazer set a small black box. The outcome of the test changed little and it certainly didn't change the way he felt about Maria. He was in love and not about to turn away from what he wanted. He glanced at his watch. It was almost time to see her face to face instead of dreaming about her or watching her from afar.
Late last night, she had called him just as he was settling in for the night with a glass of wine brought back from their trip to Venice. Each sip since his return had tasted of her lips. Maria hadn't bothered with small talk, but instead insisted she needed to speak to him and invited him out to coffee for this afternoon. He had played his part well and pretended to question her safety and if she were having more problems. His guards had assured him that his lady was safe, but Maria didn't know that. She had assured him she was okay and then they made plans to meet.
Vadim's lips curled into a soft grin when her cherry red convertible pulled in across the street. The top was down and he could hear her soft rock music floating into the cafe. She looked nervous, but happy too. It was a strange feeling to have someone's happiness be contagious from such a distance. He made no secret about watching her exit her car, lock it up, and cross the street. His eyes drifted over her body that he knew so well and then back up to her stomach. Did their future child currently rest nestled inside of her? Vadim certainly hoped so.
He rose to his feet and opened the door for her. Her eyes lit up as he pulled her into an embrace and buried his face into her hair. He took a deep breath inhaling her scent that he had missed so much.
“It's good to see,” he said taking a step back.
“I hope you still feel that way after you hear what I have to say,” Maria laughed nervously.
“Come, let's sit,” Vadim said wrapping his arm around her shoulder and leading her back to his table.
“I'm not sure how to say this,” Maria said sitting down. “So I'm just going to come right out with it. I'm pregnant, Vadim, and you're the father."
Vadim smiled at her as she waited for him to reply. She definitely had the beautiful glow of a woman expecting a child. It was a sight he could grow accustomed to seeing every single day for the rest of his life.
Reaching across the table, he took her hand and entwined his fingers through her. Her small hand trembled in his as she waited for him to say something.
“You know what this means right?”
Maria shook her head.
“It means we have a lifetime of beautiful possibilities in our futures.”
Confused Maria blinked up at him.
“Well, we do if you agree to share them with me,” Vadim chuckled and reached inside of his blazer. Pulling out the ring box, he flipped it open one handed and set it down between them. “Do you know how you haunt a man?” he chuckled. “Since we've gotten back, I haven't been able to think of anything except for you. Maria Hall, I want nothing more to spend than to spend the rest of my life with you raising our child and enjoying the good life. Now, I know without you the good life isn't real. Will you do me the honor of being my wife?”
“Yes, Vadim,” she smiled and leaning across the table met his mouth in a passionate kiss.
“This is the beginning of something beautiful,” he whispered to her when the kiss broke.
A New Chapter
A Mail Order Bride Romance
This deliciously dirty story is a part of Susan Fleming’s super-charged, highly lewd collection of love and lust, written in 2015. Those who attempt to steal any part of this goldmine and take it as their own risk being a fiery, hot death from a hunk bearing copyright notices—and she’s not about to play with you.
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? Susan Fleming
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