I wake up with a start. I glance quickly at the clock and discover it is a lot later than I wanted to be up. I wanted to be ready when Delinda woke up in this strange place. I stretch luxuriously and hop out of bed, feeling very loved. CK more than made up for his absence in my bed last night and I can still feel the pounding of his cock inside me. I sigh happily as I head for the shower.
After a quick wash down, I Astral on some clothes and jump when I walk out into the bedroom.
“Hey,” I say in surprise.
“Hi,” Edward says, spinning round on the dresser stool with a smile.
“I didn’t think I would see you again,” I say with lowered eyes, feeling the shame of nearly killing him after I came out of my Remiel-induced coma all those months ago.
“I wasn’t sure I would see you either,” he says.
“I’m sorry!” I exclaim. “I owe you such an apology.”
“It’s okay,” he says, shaking his head. “It’s a hazardous job. That’s why I get danger pay.” The twinkle in his eyes relaxes me. He isn’t mad at me.
“I was–,” I start.
“Don’t worry about it,” he says and that is the end of that awkward discussion. “So, do you want to feed?”
“Yes,” I say in a small voice. “But I need to go and see to my daughter first.”
“Constantine and Marguerite are with her. She is fine. I am to take care of you before you go downstairs,” he says.
“Oh,” I say and bite my lip. “Err.”
Edward flashes a smile at me and turns around. “Bite away,” he says. “I trust you,” he adds seriously.
I approach him with caution. He seems okay, but what if his reaction is delayed? I drop my fangs and with a quick bite I feed from him, taking way less than I normally would just to be on the safe side. “Thanks,” I say, stepping back.
“No worries,” he says. “I will see you later.” He gets up and leaves me alone with a fluttering stomach. I never even asked about him after I got back from my first Heat with my mother. What kind of person am I?
I am pensive as I leave the bedroom and make my way downstairs. CK catches me at the bottom and asks, “Did you feed?”
“Yes. Did you have to bring Edward back here? I nearly killed him last time,” I say anxiously.
“But you didn’t, and he wanted to return,” CK says mildly. “Come, you have an appointment.”
“An appointment?” I ask, curious, as I let him lead me away. “With whom?”
“The finest supernatural doctor money can buy,” CK says grandly as he pushes open a door on the bottom floor of the castle that is on the other side of the kitchens.
“What?” I ask. “What about Delinda?”
“She is having breakfast. You can see her in a bit,” CK says and guides me gently into the room.
I gape as I see what is basically an OB/GYN’s office in the room. “Okay,” I say. “But this isn’t a normal pregnancy.”
“No, but we still need to see what’s going on,” the doctor replies. “I am Dr. Hathaway.”
“Dr. Hathaway is an expert in all supernatural pregnancies,” CK explains.
“So, I bet you are just wetting yourself to get a look at my baby, aren’t you?” I say with a roll of my eyes at Dr. Hathaway.
He tries to dim down the utter glow of excitement, but he fails miserably. “Yours is most definitely an interesting case, Mrs. Aquila.”
“Mrs. Aquila?” I repeat to CK, who beams with pride. “I don’t think I have ever been called that.”
“It suits you,” CK says and sits me down on the doctor’s table. He is looking eager himself about getting a glimpse at the bun in my oven and it makes me smile. I take his hand and lie back.