Authors: C. G. Powell
Spell Checked (28 page)
“Slow down, Mae…Breathe.” He put his arms around her shoulders and hugged her. “I love you,” he said before he kissed her cheek. “Nothing could please me more, than raising children with you, Mae.”
“Well congratulations, you two!” Aaron said, shaking Becks hand. “I will have to watch her like a hawk, this is a medical first for both vampire’s and witches. But, it looks like you’re off to a good start.”
Mae was finally calm, “We need to make an announcement. Do we have enough time to get everyone together for dinner?” she asked Beck. It was hard to keep anything a secret with so much telepathy in the house. She wanted to make sure everyone got the word at the same time in order to avoid slighting anyone.
“I think that can be arranged,” he said, picking up the phone and calling the kitchen.
Aaron packed up his stuff. He waited for Beck to get off the phone before he talked to him. “I will need an exam room and some equipment.”
“Get what you need. I know Alexis has been keeping you busy, she is breaking those poor men with all of her training,” Beck commented.
“I’ve seen more broken bones, gunshot wounds, and concussions in the last month, than I have in an entire year at the hospital. I’m sure her men would appreciate better medical care.”
Beck laughed, “I really need to have a talk with her before she makes them all quit.”
Aaron began to walk out the door. “What time is dinner?”
“In about two hours. I needed to give the chef enough time to come up with something fantastic,” Beck replied.
Now that Aaron was gone, he could talk in private with Mae. She had already put her clothes back on and was sitting on the edge of the bed. “How are you doing?” he asked.
“Other than feeling violated, I feel great,” she answered, leaning back on her hands.
Beck laughed, “I apologize. I could have left if it made you uncomfortable.”
“I’m glad you stayed,” she could see how happy he was and smiled.
Beck placed his hand gently on her belly. “Mae, I can feel their energy!” he clasped her hand and drew it to her stomach. “Do you feel that?”
Mae could feel the life force of the two tiny beings inside her. Their energy was a strange mixture of hers and Beck’s. It was so minute that had she not known she was pregnant, she would have missed it altogether. “I feel them,” she whispered.
“You know this means no more ladders for you.” Beck was quick to start laying down the rules.
Mae let out a deep breath, “Wow, Beck! It only took you like five minutes to start making rules…How ever did I survive without you?” she said sarcastically.
“Let us not get into it. I am too happy to argue with you right now.” Beck would have to back off for now. He would talk to Aaron about it later. Mae would be more likely to follow the doctor’s rules than his anyway.
Mae knew she would soon have her hands full. Beck had become an over-protective husband and this could only increase his resolve in keeping her and the babies safe. She just had to get used to it or it would stress her out; which would be bad for the babies. She got up from the bed and looked at her husband’s long hard body stretched out. It was hard not to think the most pornographic thoughts with such a sexy beast laid out on the bed in dormant bliss. His happiness just added to his sex appeal.
He looked at her and smiled, “What naughty things are you thinking, Mrs. Worthington? He laughed as he sat up.
She smiled back at him and laughed, “Whatever do you mean, Mr. Worthington? Can a woman not ogle at her husband for the mere joy of it?”
He took her hand and pulled her gently on top of him. “Mae, I have seen that look before and the only joy you were thinking about is the kind you get when you have your legs wrapped around my waist and your eyes rolling to the back of your head.” Her constant lust for him was one of the things he loved about her.
“Was I that obvious?” she laughed. He was the one man who always had her in a state of arousal and she felt grateful that the feeling was mutual. Sometimes the housekeeping staff wished they would exercise a little more discretion when it came to their trysts during working hours. More than once, they had been interrupted by one or more domestics during their lovemaking. However, hiding from the staff had become an added thrill and challenge.
He moved her hair out of the way and kissed her on her lips, at first gently, then with the passion of a man who just found out he was going to be a dad for the first time.
After the second kiss Mae pulled back, “We need to get ready for dinner and if you don’t stop now, we’ll lose all track of time, leaving our guests to wonder why we’re late for our own announcement party.”
Beck jumped off the bed and gave Mae his hand, pulling her close to him once more. It was going to be a long evening, but he hoped to be satisfied later in full. Some things were just worth the wait and Mae was one of them. “I love you,” he whispered to her as he walked her out of the room.
“I love you, too,” she whispered back.
As a teen C.G. Powell was selected as a member of her school's newspaper staff. After her first article the editor decided the darkroom was a more suitable place for her skills…or lack of. Since then, she has traveled everywhere—thanks to her innate curiosity about the world and the Navy. In her life time, she has learned: aviation electronics, CCNA networking, Gemology and how to get bloodstains out of the carpet (you never know when you might need that). But her latest, all-consuming, endeavor is storytelling. When asked why, her response was "I live to challenge myself; I like to be pushed outside of my comfort zone and writing is one of those things that pushes my boundaries. Besides it was the only way to share all of the crap bouncing around in my head!"