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person’s toes with his or hers. When you get caught, you share a kiss.”
    “Kinky,” Remy drawled.
    Adira threw a napkin at him. “It was all in good fun.”
    “Remind me to play that game just me and you.” Favian laughed.
    “Oh, you flirt,” Adira said taking another bite of the spicy noodles. “These are actually very good.”
    “How does your tummy feel?” Favian asked.
    “Three bites in and my stomach hasn’t betrayed me yet,” she said with a smile.
    “Thank my mama. We Puerto Ricans know a thing or two about taking care of our expecting women.” Favian grinned.
    The rest of dinner passed with mild banter and good fun. Dinner stayed down and, amazingly enough, Adira felt great, so much so she wanted to grab a sweet treat.
    “I think I’m going to go down to the sweets shop in the hotel lounge,” Adira said.
    Favian, who had gotten a call during dinner, was on the phone. He covered the receiver with his hand. “Hold on, I’ll go with you.”
    She shook her head. “I’ll be fine. It’s just downstairs.”
    “But…”
    Adira put her hands on her hips. “Favian Rivera, I’m not incapable of doing things for myself. I’ll bring back a box of éclairs for these two here who are talking computer gobbledygook and what shall I get for you?”
    “Strawberry shortcake with fresh strawberries,” he replied. “Thank you, darling.”
    “You’re quite welcome. Now finish your call,” Adira said.
    “Charge it to the room…” Adira gave him a look and he had enough sense to shut his mouth and look chastised. “Sorry, mi querida , thank you.”
    She grabbed her purse and closed the door to the suite. The short walk down the hall to the elevator was made with her humming all the way. No nausea and she was enjoying the feeling to the fullest. Downstairs, she rounded the corner to where the sweets shop was located. There were two mini palm trees against the wall by the shop and, before she knew what was happening, she found herself being dragged behind the trees and slammed none too gently against the wall.
    “Hello again, Adira.” John said, and any of the fake kindness from this morning was gone from his voice.
    “I thought you were thrown out of here?” Adira looked up into his face with disgust.
    “You think just because you got pregnant by a billionaire you’re now better than us?” James’ voice always made her skin crawl. It took her back to when she was growing up and he used to try to catch her naked in her room while she changed or when she was coming out of the bath.
    “I was always better than the lot of you,” Adira snapped. “Just because you were able to con my mother of everything and then leave her to die in a hospice doesn’t mean you were anything but shysters.”
    “I’ll tell you what you’re going to do. You’re going to get us some of that lovely money you’re sitting on with Rivera,” John said mildly.
    “I will do nothing of the sort.” Adira raised her head and looked at him coldly. “Let me guess. You’ve burned through Mother’s money and neither of you have a pot to piss in.”
    “Oh, you’ll do it, or James here will go to the tabloids and whisper of how you are using your pregnancy from another man as a way to swindle Rivera out of his money.” John’s smile was pure evil. “Eventually, it will be proven that it is his with a paternity test, but you’ll be hounded every day of your pregnancy and Rivera won’t want to keep a trollop like you around.” He ran his hand down the curve of her thighs and squeezed. “You could have shared in your mother’s wealth if you’d have just agreed to our terms.”
    “I’d rather die than lay with the likes of you and that slime you call a son,” she said. “Let me go or I’ll start screaming at the top of my lungs.”
    “Do it and I’ll punch you in the stomach. That child won’t have a chance. You think he’ll want you with it dead in your belly? Little bitch—”
    Those were the last words