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back off him, his hands quickly running over my body, obviously in an attempt to check for in juries.
    “That would be a whole lot more fun if we were both naked, but since we aren’t, and since you haven’t answered my question, you can stop now,” I told him, slapping at his hands as he felt my rib cage.
    His frown was a thing of beauty to behold—beautiful in its fierceness, that is. No one could frown quite like Drake. I think it was a combination of that square jaw, the long, thin nose, the black hair sweeping back…or maybe it was his eyes, those fascinating green eyes that were never quite human, the slightly elongated pupils giving his eyes an exotic, foreign appearance that always fascinated me.
    “Have you seen a doctor?” he asked, his hands ignoring mine to settle on my belly.
    “No, there was no need to. It’s just a small cut on my head.”
    “The baby could be hurt. I will call a doctor.” He leaned over to grab the phone.
    I snatched it up before he could get it. “The baby is not hurt. If there is a baby, and we’re not sure there is, so please stop with the overprotective stuff.”
    “The pregnancy tests came back positive,” he answered, trying to pry my fingers off the phone.
    “Two did. The other two said I wasn’t pregnant.” I curled my fingers tighter around the phone. Drake had always been a protective sort of guy, but he’d gone into overdrive with the possibility of a baby.
    “It’s been three months. We know. You’re pregnant,” he answered, his frown growing darker as he realized he couldn’t get the phone from me without hurting my hand.
    “It’s been two and a half months, and the doctor said the demon lord stuff was messing up the test results. We’re just going to have to wait and see what the ultrasound shows.”
    “You will have that now rather than wait until your appointment next week,” Drake ordered in his bossy voice.
    I smiled. Dear god, how I loved him, annoying ways and all. “All right.”
    “I know you had the appointment arranged for after our trip to Paris…all right?” His brow cleared. I giggled at his look of surprise.
    “Yeah, I was a bit stressed when I made that appointment. I think it’s going to be better for us both if we know for certain sooner rather than later. I’ll try to get them to move it up to this week, OK?”
    “Now,” he said, trying to tug the phone from my hand.
    “After the wedding,” I answered, my grip and intentions resolute.
    He pursed his lips. I licked them.
    “Immediately afterwards.”
    I thought for a few seconds. The reception was scheduled to follow the wedding, but since the hotel ballroom was booked for earlier today and not tomorrow, our chances of having that were nil. I sighed. “It’s not a horribly romantic way to end a wedding, but I’ll try to get the appointment for tomorrow afternoon.”
    “I think it’s romantic,” Drake answered, desire making his eyes go molten as he pulled me up against his body. “We have made a child together. I greatly enjoyed the creative process.”
    “Well, put that way, I suppose it is…go on, say it. You haven’t yet today, and you know the rule—I have to hear it once a day until you can say it without making a big drama over it.”
    Drake sighed an exaggerated, much-put-upon sigh, although I noticed his hands were busy groping my butt. He growled low in his throat, a sound that never failed to make my toes curl with delight. “What if I were to breathe fire on you instead, kincsem ?”
    “How about you do both?”
    His lips touched mine, teasing, tasting, sending me into a near frenzy of desire as I opened myself up to his dragon fire. His kiss was as fiery hot as the dragon fire that surrounded us, burning around our bodies in a spiral of flame that would have set off the smoke detectors if Drake hadn’t had this room specially fireproofed.
    Drake’s tongue got all bossy with mine, as it was wont to do, something I tolerated with extreme pleasure.