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“Dad, it’s just flowers.”
We all laughed at him.
“Darling’s fifteen. Slow down, everybody.”
Lily wrapped her arm around Jonas and his face softened, and he kissed her.
Paul’s arms closed on my shoulders, and he gently tucked me into his side and moved us forward. “Thank you all for coming. We are sincerely grateful. Please enjoy the rest of the night.”
Laurence came up to us with four security guards, who surrounded us as we moved out to the front of the building. The press was still in position behind the barriers outside. We walked together as a unit to an awaiting Bentley.
Paul helped lift my dress inside the car door and placed me on his lap before Laurence closed the door. I shivered as his hand slid up my leg and under my dress, closing around the garter.
“You forgot to throw it,” I said and sucked in air. I could feel his erection beneath me, and my inner muscles clenched in want. I moaned and closed my eyes, writhing on his lap.
“You teasing me, Nadia? I’ll fuck you right here.” He kissed my neck roughly and worked a hand under the top of the tight bodice. His fingers lightly traced one of my hard nipples, and my breath came fast.
“I’ll take my thong first.” He reached under my dress, grabbed the front of the thong, and yanked, tearing it off. He inhaled sharply as he brought the strip of fabric out from under the dress. I stared down at the ruined underwear in his right fist. “Mmm, you smell so good. I should fuck you right here.”
“Mmm, do it. Who cares who sees us?” I urged him.
Paul laughed. “I love you, Nadia.”
My heart skipped a few beats. I’d never get enough of hearing Paul telling me he loved me. Dress be damned.There wasn’t a thing in this world I wouldn’t do for him.
“I love you, too, Paul.”
I took a seat and belted in. We held hands as we rode away in the car to the airport, where we would take off for the honeymoon. “Now, tell me where we’re going.”
“Seychelles,” he finally shared, and I beamed at him.
“Wow, really?”
“Yes. We’ll have the beach to ourselves. I also have doctors on call and an emergency plan for you and the baby. Doctor Foster said it was okay.”
I kissed him. He always planned everything.
Opening gifts would come later, but there was an envelope that we received from Doctor Foster’s office after she performed the ultrasound. He took out the envelope from his suit. It had the sex of our baby.
“How about we wait until we arrive at the honeymoon?” Paul teased me.
I grimaced. “No. I want to know now.”
He was just as impatient, but we decided to tear the envelope open together.
Congratulations on a boy!
I screamed, and Paul’s eyes filled with tears.
“We’re having a boy,” his voice graveled. He reached over and placed his hand on my small bump.
“Yes, we are.” My hand closed over the top of his.
Welcome, baby Crane, to our family.
A year later
“Go time,” Gunnar said when security came for us in the back room at the courthouse. We were led up the aisle, past the rows of mahogany benches that were already filled with public spectators, media influencers, and press. Phones were not allowed in the room, but a court photographer was capturing the case. We sat behind Dale, who was the lead prosecutor. Whispers rose around us. I adjusted my dark glasses, and for the most part, ignored them. I hadn’t attended every sentencing, but I wouldn’t miss today’s.
