Mage's Choice (Familiar with the Warlock #2) - Viola Grace Page 0,12
got himself under control.
Krys blurted out, “Sorry. I didn’t mean to tell you that here.”
He gripped her arms. “When did you find out?”
“Uh, yesterday. I went to the clinic, and bloodwork and another test confirmed it.” She chuckled. “Like you, I am not alone in here.”
He reached out and put his hand above her lower abdomen. There was a slight hum of warmth, and he looked at her in shock. “You are really pregnant. That doesn’t happen during the offering.”
She reached out, and it took a few tries before she pressed a hand to his cheek. “It apparently did. Honestly, it wasn’t there before that shower.”
He kissed her, and her mind spun back to the hours spent in their arms. Kissing had been a favourite neutral pastime while they were in between other activities.
She opened her mouth and held his head, her eyes closed, and her tongue tasted them again. A month had felt like a lifetime, and despite trying to get on with her life, she had missed them.
Kelnen growled and leaned in, pinning her into the chair, and he learned one of the tastes of her all over again.
When the phone rang, he flicked his fingers, and it went silent. She chuckled and sighed. “I have work to do, and so do you.”
He snarled and slowly sat back. “I will be at your desk at four. Don’t keep me waiting.”
She sat up and prodded him in the shoulder. “You will not. You haven’t done it before, and it would be weird if you did it now. Just send me an email of where you want to meet, and I will meet you there.”
She used the distance between them and got to her feet. “I have to go over two-dozen bundles of files today; a reunion was not on my schedule.”
He stood up and pulled her against him. “I can reassign your workload to someone else until we have discussed our status.”
“Wow, you are all up on the human buzzwords. Who taught you?”
Kelnen snorted. “A variety of sources that we have associated with over the last few years. Also, media is vast on your world. Our world now, I suppose.”
She snorted and poked him in the chest. “If you interfere with my ability to do my work before I go off on maternity leave, I will make your life a living misery.”
He grabbed her hand and pressed a kiss to the aggressive fingers. “That is what my life has been until this moment. I can spare a few hours, but your weekends and evenings are mine.”
“You can’t make demands of me here.” She whispered it as he bent for another kiss.
“Consider them urgent requests from a desperate lover. I have truly missed you more than I can describe, but I look forward to showing you.”
She chuckled as his lips were about to touch hers. “Great, but the Kominski file needs going over, and they have an appointment with the revenue service for Monday. I need to get their reporting organized.”
He paused. “You really are not going to be seduced at work?”
She grinned. “Not today, I am not. Try me again on Friday.”
“You are a lot less fun with clothing on.” He groaned in disappointment.
She laughed and kept laughing so long that he had to support her.
“What is so funny?”
“I have heard that before. My ex-boyfriend said the same thing. He didn’t like waiting for me to finish studying or working. So, I would get dressed as soon as sex was over. He hated that, and the comment about clothing came next. So, I simply broke up with him, and that was the end of that. This is your one warning.”
He nodded. “Fair enough. I will learn not to be stupid. I have waited an eternity for you, I will not lose you now over impatience.”
He slowly released his grip on her, and she stepped back. “Right. Work. I need to work.”
She turned on her heel and left his office without another word.
It took all of her strength, but she opened the door and walked the long hall to the elevator.
It was going to be an eternity before she was back in her office, but that was the only place that she could process what had just happened. She needed silence and solitude.
Chapter Six
The email came through at one minute to four: Parkade, level three, spot one.
She finished up saving her spreadsheets and reports, closed her computer down, and grabbed her bag. She walked out and spoke absently with coworkers