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graceful way he shook hands with Dominic.
“We’re watching movies,” he said. “Care to join us? There enough popcorn, Evie?”
She shrugged. “Sure.”
Dominic shook his head. “No. No, thanks. I just came for a quick talk. I need to head back home. Got a lot to do. A lot to…do.”
“I’ll see you out,” Eve told him.
At the door, he hung back just a moment. “Are you going to be okay? I mean, really okay?”
She nodded. “Yeah. I know it’s crazy, but I think I really am. Finally.”
He stared at her a long moment, seeming to take her in as a different person. “Yeah. I think you will. It’s going to be a hard secret to keep.”
“It’s one worth keeping.”
“It is.”
He reached out and patted her belly. “Night.”
“Good night, Dominic.”
Chapter 6
A T T HE E ND O F T HE W EEK , Isabelle was sitting in the dining room, books and laptop spread out in front of her on the table, her usual pose when studying or marking papers. She smiled at the computer screen when she saw Dominic’s reflection creeping up behind her. He was craning his neck to get a view of what she browsed as he approached.
“It’s baby furniture,” she told him.
“Hallo, love,” he said, bending to kiss her neck, then her lips when she turned her face to his. “Are we having a baby?”
“Not yet! Don’t even joke. Did you have a good day?”
“Yes, you? How did the exam go today?”
“I think I scraped a good grade, actually.”
“Brilliant. So, why cradles?”
“I was looking for a gift for Alora’s shower, and then I started clicking through to see what Evie might like too.” She smiled, shrugging. “Never hurts to plan ahead.”
“Hmm, did you find anything you like on there?”
“Yes, there are a couple of things I think she could use—”
“I mean for you.”
“Oh.” She blushed sheepishly. “I did. But that’s ages away. There will be loads of new things by then.”
“Doesn’t have to be ages away.” He leaned in and kissed her neck again. “All you have to do is stop taking that pill.”
She laughed then. “Not till we’re married and you’re retired from racing. No way, no how.”
“So, next month, then?”
Isabelle’s blue eyes went wide, and Dominic got down on his knees beside her, his own eyes dancing.
“Paris. Next month. It’s my last race. I’ll let the team know. It’ll be a bit of drama, but I can manage it. Yeah? Why wait? Issie, I love you more than anything in the world, and I want us married now. Yesterday. Two years ago. And I want you to have the wedding of your dreams, but I really don’t want you to have the wedding of Alora’s dreams. Let’s go to Paris and do our own thing. Get married there. Get pregnant there.”
“You want to elope?”
He nodded, smiling. “Yeah. That’s the most romantic thing I can think of—a very intimate wedding in Paris. Think about it, Issie. Everything you want, the way you want it. No holding out for the family, no squabbling or drama. Just you and me in the Tuileries or the Louvre or…anywhere you like.”
She was stunned but smiled more and more as he continued.
“And school will be out by then, so no worries there. We’ll have the summer for our honeymoon.”
“Yes,” she breathed, nodding. “Yes!”
He grinned. “We’ll be secretive. Just you and me. Our way.” He pushed up to kiss her. “And then a baby.”
“Are you broody?” She mussed his hair, beaming.
“I am. I am! I want to see you all round and roly and full of baby.”
She laughed and threw her arms around his neck, kissing him again. “My parents are going to be furious.”
“Nah, they love me,” he said, giving her a wink.
“Yes, you’ve got quite a fan club amongst the D’Amicos.”
“So, they’ll forgive us for being terribly romantic and running off to Paris to get married,” Dominic assured her, and Isabelle laughed as he plied her with kisses again.
Later in the evening, Isabelle listened in as
“We’re watching movies,” he said. “Care to join us? There enough popcorn, Evie?”
She shrugged. “Sure.”
Dominic shook his head. “No. No, thanks. I just came for a quick talk. I need to head back home. Got a lot to do. A lot to…do.”
“I’ll see you out,” Eve told him.
At the door, he hung back just a moment. “Are you going to be okay? I mean, really okay?”
She nodded. “Yeah. I know it’s crazy, but I think I really am. Finally.”
He stared at her a long moment, seeming to take her in as a different person. “Yeah. I think you will. It’s going to be a hard secret to keep.”
“It’s one worth keeping.”
“It is.”
He reached out and patted her belly. “Night.”
“Good night, Dominic.”
Chapter 6
A T T HE E ND O F T HE W EEK , Isabelle was sitting in the dining room, books and laptop spread out in front of her on the table, her usual pose when studying or marking papers. She smiled at the computer screen when she saw Dominic’s reflection creeping up behind her. He was craning his neck to get a view of what she browsed as he approached.
“It’s baby furniture,” she told him.
“Hallo, love,” he said, bending to kiss her neck, then her lips when she turned her face to his. “Are we having a baby?”
“Not yet! Don’t even joke. Did you have a good day?”
“Yes, you? How did the exam go today?”
“I think I scraped a good grade, actually.”
“Brilliant. So, why cradles?”
“I was looking for a gift for Alora’s shower, and then I started clicking through to see what Evie might like too.” She smiled, shrugging. “Never hurts to plan ahead.”
“Hmm, did you find anything you like on there?”
“Yes, there are a couple of things I think she could use—”
“I mean for you.”
“Oh.” She blushed sheepishly. “I did. But that’s ages away. There will be loads of new things by then.”
“Doesn’t have to be ages away.” He leaned in and kissed her neck again. “All you have to do is stop taking that pill.”
She laughed then. “Not till we’re married and you’re retired from racing. No way, no how.”
“So, next month, then?”
Isabelle’s blue eyes went wide, and Dominic got down on his knees beside her, his own eyes dancing.
“Paris. Next month. It’s my last race. I’ll let the team know. It’ll be a bit of drama, but I can manage it. Yeah? Why wait? Issie, I love you more than anything in the world, and I want us married now. Yesterday. Two years ago. And I want you to have the wedding of your dreams, but I really don’t want you to have the wedding of Alora’s dreams. Let’s go to Paris and do our own thing. Get married there. Get pregnant there.”
“You want to elope?”
He nodded, smiling. “Yeah. That’s the most romantic thing I can think of—a very intimate wedding in Paris. Think about it, Issie. Everything you want, the way you want it. No holding out for the family, no squabbling or drama. Just you and me in the Tuileries or the Louvre or…anywhere you like.”
She was stunned but smiled more and more as he continued.
“And school will be out by then, so no worries there. We’ll have the summer for our honeymoon.”
“Yes,” she breathed, nodding. “Yes!”
He grinned. “We’ll be secretive. Just you and me. Our way.” He pushed up to kiss her. “And then a baby.”
“Are you broody?” She mussed his hair, beaming.
“I am. I am! I want to see you all round and roly and full of baby.”
She laughed and threw her arms around his neck, kissing him again. “My parents are going to be furious.”
“Nah, they love me,” he said, giving her a wink.
“Yes, you’ve got quite a fan club amongst the D’Amicos.”
“So, they’ll forgive us for being terribly romantic and running off to Paris to get married,” Dominic assured her, and Isabelle laughed as he plied her with kisses again.
Later in the evening, Isabelle listened in as
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