Rogue Hearts

It sounded a little silly as she said it. After all, they were having a child together. There should’ve been a better time to call someone that less juvenile than boyfriend, more serious than baby daddy, and not as binding as husband. Husband. She wondered what kind husband Andrei would be, and if she even had the ability to be wife material. He might never want to marry again after his acrimonious divorce.

Their meal arrived before she could pick that apart like she did everything else. The food looked amazing, and she hoped nothing made her feel sick again. After sampling her food, she knew that wasn’t going to be a problem. She didn’t realize how hungry she was until she took the first bite, but her stomach gurgled.

Andrei began to eat, too, and it was fun to watch attack his steak like a man on a mission. The way he ate was an erotic event that she could enjoy over and over again without ever getting bored.

Victoria giggled as he devoured another bite. Andrei noticed how she was watching him.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

“Nothing. I just didn’t think I would enjoy watching you eat as much as I am.”

“I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself,” he said. “But I have a secret to admit?”

“Oh? What’s that?”

“I enjoy eating you a lot more.”

Heat filled her cheeks, and she glanced around to make sure no one else heard them. “After last night, I’m certain that’s no longer a secret.”

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nbsp; He winked at her, and she laughed like a schoolgirl. Whatever Andrei was doing to her, she was starting to love it way more than was probably healthy for her.

She was able to get through half of her meal before nausea hit her again. She wiped her mouth with her napkin before putting it back down.

“Baby, you don’t look well?”

Victoria put her hand over her mouth, stood up, and ran to the bathroom. She barely made it to a stall before she hurled. She wasn’t even far along and already the baby was wreaking havoc on her body.

Andrei was outside of the women’s restroom when she came out and led her back to the table. When she returned, she asked the waitress to wrap her meal up for home.

She thought Andrei looked a little upset. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to spoil lunch.”

“It’s not that. I hate that you’re going through so much. If not for that baby…”

His voice sounded so harsh that she felt the need to defend it. “It isn’t the baby’s fault. We are the ones who didn’t use protection.”

“I know that. The fault is mine though. After two kids, you would think I’d know better.”

Victoria didn’t like the way this conversation was headed. “Know better? Know better than to have sex with me?”

“That’s not what I mean, and you know it. Stop trying to put words in my mouth that aren’t there.”

“I think I have to. Sounds like you think this baby is mistake.”

“Well, we sure as hell didn’t plan it.”

The waitress brought back the check, but Andrei grabbed it before she could.

“Don’t you dare,” he said. “I’m paying for this.”

The waitress scattered away without saying anything, avoiding the attention that was growing between them.

“I can pay for my own lunch, Andrei. I’m a big girl.”

“I know you are, and I have no doubt that you can take care of yourself, but that decision is not yours anymore. Not with my baby inside of you.”

“Stop calling it your baby. It’s my baby to, and it’s my body.”