They were still trying to make up for the nine months they’d lost while she had been carrying Little Erik. She would make certain that this time Erik experience all the joy that came with impending fatherhood. She was also grateful that she wasn’t experiencing any of the sickness she’d had in her first trimester with little Erik. She supposed it was because she wasn’t under any stress this time. Only love, happiness, and contentment lived in her heart.
Erik turned to Precious and held his arms wide. “A kiss for your old man, Muffin?”
“Daddy, not here. And stop calling me Muffin,” Precious mumbled under her breath.
Erik stifled a laugh and turned to his seven-month-old son. His daughter was growing up. “Well, Slugger, you’re in charge. Take good care of our women until I get back to pick them up.” He brushed his knuckles against his son’s smooth tawny cheek then kissed him on the forehead, his heart bursting with love and protection.#p#分页标题#e#
Little Erik raised dark lids, lined with long ebony lashes, and stared at his father through piercing grey eyes. He flashed him a two-tooth grin.
Erik grinned then turned to Michelle again. She looked damned sweet in jeans and a light blue sweater. Her hair was dark and short as ever. Her eyes shone like black marble, forever fiery. She was just as slender as the day he met her and just as wild. She still smelled of Moonlight. He loved her. He kissed her again, and she welcomed him. Well, at least one of the females in his harem wasn’t ashamed to kiss him in public.
He knew she was pregnant again. Due to the chemical changes in her body, she had been tasting different lately, and her vaginal walls were softer and moister. He knew the feel of a pregnant woman. He smiled, wondering if she knew, yet. He hoped it was a daughter this time—a little girl who would look just like her beautiful mother. With that happy thought, Erik made a hasty exit.
The children circled Precious. “Hi, Precious, you wanna play with us?” Malcolm asked.
“Sure.” Precious smiled as the little rascals led her away.
Michelle eyed Jessica with mild suspicion. The kids resented Precious because Michelle was now her mother. The house on Jefferson Drive had finally sold and they’d driven down from Granite Falls for the closing. Even though she had her own family now, Michelle visited the children as often as she could. She could never abandon them, no matter how busy her life had become. The children didn’t know it yet, but she was planning to take her favorites up to Granite Falls for a weekend of skiing and fun when she returned from her honeymoon—that is if their parents granted permission.
She had seven bedrooms and six baths, an indoor swimming pool, a home theatre, and a humongous playroom stacked with all sorts of toys and games, and Mrs. Hayes to fuss over them. There was plenty to keep them occupied.
“Why are they so nice to Precious all of a sudden?” she asked Jessica.
Jessica shrugged. “I have no idea.” They would all come to like Precious just as much as she did, she thought with a curt smile. The rich girl wasn’t half bad after all. She was a decent human being despite the fact she had tons of money. Yeah, Precious would steal their hearts.
She was after all, Precious.