Scandalously Expecting His Child(78)

                A beat passed, then he heard more groans.

                “He didn’t even register that this was a prank,” Jakob                     lamented.

                “Good for you, Raiden.” Rafael laughed. “You turned the tables                     on them without even meaning to.”

                “Should have known there was no pranking a love zombie,” Ivan                     sniggered.

                “God, that love malady is horrific.” He could hear the                     disgusted shudder in Jakob’s voice. “Bones, have you invented a vaccine for it                     yet? I’m willing to be your test subject.”

                “There is a finishing touch,” Numair spoke up, ending                     his brothers’ to and fro. “And it was put in place before we gave you the                     go-ahead earlier today. The Yakuza would now kill themselves and their families                     before they came near your wife and child.”

                After that, he could no longer hear anything. He didn’t even                     know when the conversation came to an end.

                All he knew was that he could finally be reunited with                     Scarlett. And that Numair had said your wife and child.

                His wife and child.

                Scarlett and their miracle.

                His, at last. As he’d always be theirs.

                * * *

                Fifteen hours later, he stood on Scarlett’s                     doorstep.

                He’d spent hours of that time with her on the phone, telling                     her everything, now that it had all worked out. When he’d sent her away                     initially, he’d told her only that he was involved in a very delicate situation                     that he had to resolve with her out of the way. Finding out the details and                     magnitude of the averted danger had made her break down again.

                She’d had frequent crises during the past two weeks. Though she                     no longer had any doubt that he was hers, she’d had so much terrible misfortune                     in her life, she believed something, anything, would happen, and prevent them                     from being together. No matter how he swore nothing would, the fear, their                     separation and pregnancy hormones played havoc with her moods and nerves.

                Then she opened the door.