Breaking the kiss, but keeping his lips hovering just above mine, he whispers, “Let me take you home now,My Angel.”
“My answer to that will always be ‘yes,’ Dom. Always.”
Using his private bathroom, I clean the streaked makeup from my face and prepare to leave the office. Dom tells me that the few personal items I want to take home with me will be packed up and delivered for me.
As I walk back into his office, he has an amused look on his face. “What are you thinking, Dom?”
“Did you run into my mother out shopping one day?” he asks, catching me off guard.
“Yes, I did and we talked a little. I didn’t tell her about Harrison but I did tell her this was all a huge misunderstanding that I needed to fix with you. Why?”
“She wouldn’t tell me about your conversation, but she kept saying I needed to talk to you. You didn’t tell her you’re pregnant?” he asks.
“No,” I say, thinking back to our encounter, “but I was standing outside of a maternity store.”
Dominic grins and shakes his head, “Yeah, I think she figured it out.” He looks up at me, “Ready to go home now.”
Home. Home is where the heart is and my heart is with my Dom, so my home is wherever he is. His arm is protectively wrapped around me as Shadow escorts us to the waiting car. Looking around, I realize that I haven’t seen Tucker in a while.
“Where is Tucker?” I ask Dom. Shadow tries to hide his grin as he takes his seat behind the wheel and Dom and I climb in the backseat. “What’s so funny?”
“Tucker has been following you, Sophia,” Dom explains.
“I know he was at one time, but when I was let out of the hospital he said he had other things to do so he wouldn’t be around.”
“Yeah, that was true for less than an hour but I quickly changed my mind. He’s been tailing you and making sure that you were safe the whole time.”
“So, does he know about…,” I look down at my stomach and back to Dom.
“No, Tucker doesn’t know that you’re pregnant, but I do,” Shadow replies.
Both Dom and I snap our heads in Shadow’s direction and my mouth gapes open.
“When did you find out?” Dominic challenges.
“When she was in the hospital,” Shadow casually replies. “I told you I wouldn’t be much of a spy if I didn’t know everything that happens when it happens.”
“How do you know and Tucker doesn’t?” I retort.
“Tucker is a good guy. Damn good at his job. But he doesn’t have the resources I have at my disposal.”
I look at Dom, dumbfounded and have no clue what to even ask next. Dom smiles, shrugs a shoulder and says, “He’s right. He’s damn good at his job. I’ve learned not to question him because he doesn’t tell me shit until he’s ready to tell me anyway.” Then he quickly adds, “But don’t think you can pull that on me, Sophia.”
“I wouldn’t dare, Dom,” I say, teasingly.
“Yes, ma’am, I am going to enjoy reminding you who your Dom is,” he replies with a half-threatening, half-sensual tone.
Oh, Dom, I can’t wait for that, either.
