Seduced by the Heir(41)

Rafael pressed a finger to his lips. "I'll never tell."

Oh, really, she thought, hiding a smirk. Two can play that game!

"Can I have this dance?"

Basking in the glow of his love, Paris snuggled against Rafael and  swayed to the beat of the soulful D'Angelo song playing in the  background. Congratulations, well-wishes and cheers rang out around the  dining room as guests returned to their respective tables, but Paris  only had eyes for Rafael.

She tightened her hold around his waist. She felt so warm and content in  his strong arms that she didn't ever want to leave. "How do you feel  about a spring wedding?" she asked, nuzzling her face against his and  inhaling his rich, dreamy scent. "Spring has always been my favorite  time of year, and I'd love to get married right here in Miami."

Rafael raised an eyebrow. "You want to get married this spring?"

"Yes, of course," she said, fervently nodding her head. "How does April 5 sound?"

"That's less than two months away."

"I know, but we don't have much time."

He frowned. "We don't have much time for what?"

"What happens in Venice doesn't always stay in Venice...."

"I'm confused. You lost me." A bewildered expression crossed his face, and his scowl deepened. "What does that mean?"

Paris took his hand and placed it on her stomach. To avoid being  overheard, she pressed her lips against his ear and whispered her  confession. "I'm pregnant."

"You're pregnant?" he cried, his eyes wide. "How? When? I don't understand. Are you sure?"

"I'm 100 percent sure. I took four pregnancy tests this morning, and  they all came out positive." Gazing up at him, she searched his face for  clues about how he was feeling, but came up empty. Paris leaned in  close, to feel his warmth, his support, and tenderly caressed his cheek.  "I wanted to tell you after breakfast, but it wasn't the right time."

Rafael nodded, but didn't speak.

"Baby, I'm sorry. I should have told you sooner. Are you okay?"

Rafael sighed and shook his head. "I'm not okay... I'm fan-freaking-tastic!"

Paris burst out laughing and jumped into his open arms. Fifteen years  after meeting, they finally had their happily ever after, and she  couldn't be happier. To prove it, she kissed him passionately on the  lips, for the entire world to see. Life was wonderful, better than it  had ever been, and as long as Paris had Rafael, and her family by her  side, she'd never want for anything.