Translation of Love - By Alice Montalvo-Tribue Page 0,95

moving inside of me in an intoxicating rhythm. I love this game. “I’m gonna come again,” I say, feeling it come over me again, the familiar build up starting in my stomach and expanding with every thrust.

“Let go, Babe,” he says. I know he can’t hold off much longer so I wrap my legs around his waist and move my hips to match his rhythm, deepening the connection until I’m falling over the edge, coming apart into pieces as another violent orgasm rips through me. Victor follows, coming hard and collapsing on top of me, letting me take some of his weight. He lets go of my wrists and I wrap my arms around him. “I love you,” I whisper in his ear.

He smiles at me, placing a soft kiss on my lips. “I love you too, Baby.”

After we make love, we lay breathless in each other’s arms. I make an impulse decision to speed things up in this relationship. I’m ready to be Victor’s wife and even more ready to start our life together. “Have you asked Alex to be your best man yet?” He kisses the top of my head.

“Yes, Love, he was very happy. How about you, have you asked Jordan?”

I laugh. “I didn’t have to ask, Babe, she just assumed.”

I turn so that I can rest my chin on his chest, allowing me a better view of his face. He smiles at me. “That sounds like Jordan.”

“You know I was thinking,” I say, drawing a pattern of circles on his chest, “maybe we shouldn’t wait so long to get married. Maybe we should do it now.”

He looks at me questioningly. “I thought you wanted to wait till the tour was over? I told you I wanted to get married right away and you wanted to wait. Why are you changing your mind all of a sudden?”

“I’m just excited to be your wife,” I say, placing a kiss on his chest. “We have a whole week off coming up and we could do it then.” I grin at him. “Plus, I really don’t wanna walk down the aisle in a couple of months with a round belly.” I bite my lip trying to suppress a smile.

He shakes his head at me. “Why would you…” he gasps, understanding what I’m trying to say. “Are you… are we?”

I nod my head. “It’s still early, I’m only about 6 weeks along.”

He flips us so that I’m on my back, him hovering over me. “You’re having my baby?” I smile, and nod my head. “We’re gonna have a baby?” he whispers, his eyes glassing over.

“That’s where I went off to this morning when I told you I went shopping. I didn’t wanna get your hopes up but the receptionist at the hotel set me up with her doctor and he confirmed it. Remember when I was sick a while back? Apparently antibiotics weaken the effectiveness of the pill.”

He looks stunned. I’m surprised he can speak at all. “Oh my God, Babe, I don’t know what to say.”

I fight back the tears threatening. “Say that you’re happy.”

“I’m not happy, Love, I’m ecstatic.” He kisses me softly, letting me know just how happy he is. “Let’s do it. Let’s get married as soon as we get home.”

“Really?” I can’t contain my excitement.

“Really. And we’re not expanding your house, we’re buying a new one.”

“Okay.”

“Maybe I should cancel the rest of the tour,” he says, his eyes going wide.

“No, you can’t. It’s almost over. You only have a few weeks left, but I think it might be safer for the baby if you go on without me. I don’t wanna take the risk.”

“Of course, will it be safe for you to travel back home?”

I nod. “The doctor said it should be fine.”

“Can we cancel the next show in Madrid?” The question sounds more like a plea.

“No.”

“You’re not the boss of me, you know. I can call Alex right now and have him cancel.”

I can’t help but laugh. “Do you really wanna cancel your show?”

He nods, his eyes full of something I’ve never seen in them before, fear maybe. “I really wanna get you home, yes. I’m gonna be worried about you until we’re back in our little house.”

“Then do whatever you think is right.” I can’t say no to him. I know he’s just trying to protect me and after being with someone who only ever wanted to hurt me, I cherish the man who only wants to keep me safe. If cancelling shows and