There was no option available to keep the testing secret. Unless he drugged her, got a doctor to take her blood, and then got the results without alerting her.
Never going to happen.
He was screwed. There was no way about it. He was royally screwed, and he’d not even given Nora the warning that he’d not been using rubbers. He’d always made her crazy wanting him so that she never asked.
You’re the monster here.
You fucked her on purpose.
You wanted her.
Now, like Alaric was going to soon, he was about to face the music. He loved her, and she didn’t love him. This was his torture. His burden to bear.
Chapter Eight
Nora lay in bed, and waited for the wave of sickness to pass. She had already rushed to the toilet, and spewed up everything she ate the night before. She wondered if there were any available spots to see her doctor. This close to Christmas, she didn’t know how lucky she would be. The sickness was horrible, and she hated waking up feeling like shit first thing in the morning. The rest of the day she was more than fine.
Glancing over at Rex, she saw that he was awake, and staring at the ceiling.
Rex had been acting strangely the past couple of days, and when they went to bed at night, she had noticed he had started to stroke her stomach. He was always in deep thought, and he wasn’t happy anymore either.
On Wednesday morning she couldn’t take it anymore, so she rolled over, and looked at him. “Are you going to tell me what is wrong?” she asked.
He turned so that his head was resting on his hand, and his other was on her stomach.
“You won the Richmond case, and I couldn’t believe what an evil bitch his wife was.” Nora had sat during the meeting, hearing all the vile things the woman had spewed in Rex’s direction. It was hard for her not to rush to his defense. It amazed her how fast her thoughts about him had changed. There was a time she’d have gladly rushed to his opponent’s side to help.
Rex was a good man, a kind man. He just fought it, and wouldn’t let anyone close enough to see it. “She’s not the first woman who is threatening me, believe me. She won’t be the last either.”
Silence fell between them, and it reminded her a little of when they were first working together.
“Is everything okay?” she asked. “You seem distant.”
“I’m fine.”
She bit her lip waiting for him to say or do something.
“Do you want us to end?” she asked.
His gaze turned to her, and she saw the frown. “What?”
“You don’t seem all that interested. If you don’t want to carry on with our relationship, that’s fine. I can go to Frank, get transferred or I can take a job offer.” She had three of them, and as yet, she hadn’t made up her mind. Staying or going was one of the hardest decisions she had ever made.
“I don’t want you to go.”
“Then what is it?” she asked. “Come on, Rex, you’re freaking me out. You’re not even telling me how awful I am or anything. I don’t know where I stand right now.”
The hand on her stomach glided up, touching her face. “It’s fine,” he said. “It’s all fine.”
He leaned in, brushing his lips against hers. She was really pleased that she had brushed her teeth, otherwise she would have been in for a very embarrassing time of it. He ran his tongue along her bottom lip, and moved between her thighs. The blanket was pushed out of the way, and she couldn’t resist a moan as his cock rested between the lips of her sex.
“You’re always so wet for me.”
Her cheeks heated. She was. Even at work when he wanted to play with her, she was ready. Nothing ever stopped her. Her body was always on fire for him.
It was hard for her to deny him anything. Her body was the lock, and he was the key. Rex kissed down her neck, sucking on her pulse before taking her nipple into his mouth. She cried out from the pleasure that went straight to her clit.
He pulled back, and had her spread open. “Touch yourself.”
Reaching between her thighs, she stared into his eyes as she teased her clit. His tongue peeked out, licking his lips as he watched her. She loved his eyes on her, the way he pulled her in.