softly, “I also see the man who is the father of my baby.”
Jayla watched Storm’s expression and knew the exact
moment it dawned on him what she’d said. For a moment, he continued to gaze at her, his dark eyes clouded with
uncertainty, hope. “Did you just say what I think you said?” he asked breathlessly.
She smiled. If there was any doubt in her mind that he
wanted a baby, their baby, it evaporated when she saw the look of sheer happiness in his eyes. “Yes. After taking my physical, I told the doctor that I had changed my mind about the insemination procedure and she said it was a good
thing since I was already pregnant.”
Jayla chuckled. “By my calculations, I got pregnant in New Orleans but I still can’t figure out how that happened when I know for certain that protection was used every time we
made love.”
Storm laughed. “Yeah, but a condom can only hold so
much, sweetheart. When a man is driven to have multiple —”
Jayla placed a finger to Stone’s lips and grinned. “Okay, I get the picture.”
He swept her into his arms and chuckled. “I’m glad that you do and I guess you know what your pregnancy means,” he said as he moved toward his bedroom.
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