He quickly ran an electric razor over his face.
After learning he was going to be a father, he’d come back to his apartment to get his black suit, a tux he’d wear on the most important night of his life.
He’d told Adriana he would be back for her in two hours, and he wasn’t going to be late. Not for the biggest event of their lives. And, that’s what it would be. A celebration. An evening he’d always remember. One they’d tell their grandchildren about someday.
Flint loved Adriana so much. He knew that with certainty and he’d feel this way for an eternity.
So their next step would be to get married. He had the ring in his pocket. One that belonged to his grandmother—a diamond and emerald ring that was given to her by his grandfather to signify their love.
Flint wanted Adriana to have it, to wear the ring as a token of his own undying love. A love that would last for more than a lifetime.
Their child growing inside her was just a bonus, a life created by the love they shared.
Flint swallowed the lump forming in his throat. How had he gotten so lucky?
He’d been trying for days to think of a way to ask her to be his wife, but couldn’t seem to find the right time, or words for that matter. The pregnancy had given him that opportunity. She couldn’t refuse him, not with their child growing inside her.
Could she? Then again, why had she tried to break things off with him? Didn’t she want him to be a part of their child’s life? Didn’t she love him as much as he loved her?
Flint refused to accept that. Whatever it took, she was going to become his wife tonight.
He’d spent the first hour making arrangements for them to fly to Vegas and get married. Robert and Billy would meet them at the airport to be witnesses to the ceremony.
Dray would be Mrs. Flint Morgan by the end of this day if he had to force her to. In his mind she had no choice. She was carrying his child and they needed to be a family—one he’d secretly dreamed of having since he’d lost his own all those years ago.
Would his parents have been happy for him? Would they have enjoyed the idea of being grandparents? Flint somehow knew in his heart they would have.
Grabbing his keys, Flint left his apartment, anticipating his future with Adriana and all the children they’d have together.
* * *
Adriana slipped into a form-fitting ivory satin gown she’d worn to a friend's wedding a year ago. She wasn’t quite sure what Flint had planned, but she was at least going to look her best.
She clipped her hair up off her neck and placed a pair of pearl earring in her ears and a string of them around her neck. Then after adding extra blush to her pale face, Adriana surveyed her reflection in her full-length mirror.
She turned to the side and ran her hands over her flat stomach—one she knew wouldn’t be toned for long.
A smile crept up her face. Now she could permit herself some indulgences she wouldn’t have allowed herself before.
“I’m eating for two,” Adriana said, wanting to hear how it sounded out loud. “No, I can’t take that assignment. It’s much too dangerous now that I’m pregnant.” The sudden realization hit her. The DNS was a dangerous job on a normal day, but for a pregnant woman it was too much of a risk. She knew this baby had put an end to her days there—at least temporarily. And that meant her partnership with Flint would be over as well.
A single tear slid down her cheek, but she refused to give into her emotions. Her baby would have to take top priority over her career. Clearly the only thing she could do at this point was quit her job, unless she wanted to sit behind a desk. Right now she was going to concentrate on the life growing inside her, a life she and Flint had created.
Adriana glanced at her watch. Six-thirty. He would be here any minute.
What did he have planned? Was he going to take her out to celebrate their upcoming parenthood? Was he going to wine and dine her one last time before he disappeared from her life?
Adriana’s throat tightened at the thought of never seeing him again.
She was no longer Adriana Kent, exciting DNS agent. She was Adriana Kent mother-to-be and would be for the rest of her life. From this day forward she’d no longer just be responsible for herself, but for another life, a child that would rely on her, trust in her, love her for as long as she lived. That was a lot of responsibility for one person. Flint should have to shoulder some of the burden, too.
“Are you ready to go?” Flint said from behind her.
Adriana jumped again.
“Do you have some sort of stealth system on you today? This is the second time you’ve snuck up on me. It’s not good to do that to a pregnant woman, you know.”
“Sorry, but I knocked. You were off in your own little world. Care to tell me where?"
“No.” Adriana was in no mood to allow him into her head.
Flint grasped her hand and tugged her toward the door. “Come on. We’re going to be late if we don’t get going. “
Adriana dug in her heels. “Where are we going?”
“You’ll see when we get there,” was all Flint would tell her as he pulled her with him.
Twenty minutes later, Adriana stared in disbelief at Flint when they pulled up to the airport terminal.
“Why are we at the airport, Flint?”
He smiled. “Because we’re flying to Vegas.” Flint pulled his Cobra into the airport’s designated parking area.
“And why are we going to Las Vegas?”
“To gamble?” It was said more as a question than as an answer. Flint winked at her.
“I don’t want to go to Vegas to gamble.” Adriana couldn’t believe he’d want to fly to Vegas to take in the casinos after he’d just found out about her condition.
Her anger ignited.
“We’re going to Vegas to gamble, but not in the sense that you’re thinking. Life’s a gamble. When you fall in love you’re taking your chances on that other person not feeling the same way. I love you with all my heart. I want desperately for you to feel the same way about me. Do you love me, Adriana?” Flint asked in an emotionally clogged voice.
“You know I do. Why would you even ask that question?”
“Oh, I don’t know. Maybe because you just tried two hours ago to end things between us.”
Adriana hung her head. “I didn’t want you to be forced into staying because of the baby.” She placed her hands protectively over her stomach as tears welled in her eyes.
“This baby,” he said, placing his hand over hers, “would never make me stay if I didn’t want to. I’d stay because of the love I have for you. Our baby is a wonderful surprise, who will be loved by us both.” Flint tenderly caressing her belly.
“So why are we going to Vegas?” Tears ran freely down Adriana’s cheeks.
“What is Vegas known for besides gambling?” Flint raised a brow in anticipation.
A light went on in Adriana’s head. Las Vegas was the marriage capital of the world.
Her heart skipped a beat.
“Are you sure you want to do this, Flint?”
“Sure as I’ll ever be about anything.” Flint pulled her into his arms and kissed her.
Adriana pulled away. “What about the DNS? You’ll have to get a new partner.”
He shrugged. “So, I’ll have to get a new partner at work, but in my bed, I found the one who can never be replaced.” Flint kissed her again, a kiss that told Adriana he spoke the truth.
True, he’d no longer be her partner at the Department of International Security, but he would be from that day on, her man, Flint.
The End
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Table of Contents
Title page
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
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br /> Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Three
Chapter Twenty-Four
Chapter Twenty-Five
Chapter Twenty-Six
Table of Contents
Title page
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Three
Chapter Twenty-Four
Chapter Twenty-Five
Chapter Twenty-Six
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