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“Are you all right?”
    He still had a dazed expression on his features. “Did she just say...”
    “She did. It freaked me out, too. Don’t worry. We have some time to adjust to the idea.” She patted his shoulder.
    “I didn’t think... I mean, I knew but...” He stared at her abdomen like it was a time bomb.
    “Apparently, you are as good at this as you are at everything else, according to your mother.”
    He reached out and took her hand. “Your mother by marriage.”
    She chuckled and squeezed his fingers. “So she tells me. She is taking me shopping tomorrow. Apparently, I need a wardrobe for the impending blossoming. ”
    He groaned. “She does have an interesting turn of phrase.”
    “Come on, on your feet.”
    He tried but dropped again. “I am just going to sit here for a moment.”
    She shrugged and headed to the balcony. Knowing that there were strange men downstairs and that her robe didn’t close made it an easy decision to stay in her room and stare out at the water and hillsides surrounding wherever she was.
    The base was a very amorphous idea right now. All she had seen was one room and the world below. The air didn’t taste like anything she had experienced before. There were spices in the air that she didn’t know, couldn’t imagine. She felt charged with energy. She wanted to run; she wanted to explore. Dear lord, I want a nap.
    She laughed at herself and turned, the robe floating open and catching the breeze as she walked back into the large quarters at what seemed to be the top of the base.
    Quake was sitting at the edge of the bed with his head in his hands and elbows on knees.
    Anna walked over to him and ran her hand through his hair. “Recovered from the idea of fatherhood yet?”
    He looked up, and a grin spread over his face. “Yes.”
    Quake snagged her and pulled her onto his lap. He kissed her wildly, and she responded with her hands holding his head tightly.
    She clutched at him as he turned and pressed her to the bed, moving down her body with soft nips and long twists of his tongue.
    Anna let him do all the work. When he parted her thighs and stroked through her folds with his tongue, she found that his hand wasn’t the only thing he could vibrate.
    She gave him the sounds of every ripple, every pang of pleasure that she felt until she bucked against his mouth and screamed.
    Anna slowly drifted on a cloud of relaxation and enjoyment as he curled them together on the bed, with his hand protectively over her belly.
    “How long have I been here?”
    He chuckled. “This is the second day. I look forward to spending the quiet times with you.”
    She sighed and snuggled against his fabric-covered body. “Does that mean no sex?”
    He squeezed her. “Definitely not, but it does mean that there can be nights where we just hold each other as well.”
    “Good. I will remember that if and when morning sickness kicks in.”
    “You will get ill?”
    She laughed. “It is possible. A child is a parasite growing to term. It is a good parasite, but it takes a toll on the host. That would be me. My body might register a protest. My mom said that her ten months with me was the roughest in her life. Nearly turned her white.”
    He chuckled. “I will keep an eye on you. There are treatments to administer that range from breathing therapy to pressure points. My father demonstrated on my mother when she was pregnant with my brother.”
    “Where is your father?”
    He smoothed his hand over her arm. “At the Imperial court. One member of our family is always posted there and he is the ranking member; my mother has no use for nobles in the capitol. She prefers to be the highest-ranking noble in the vicinity.”
    Anna was relieved. She had been afraid that she was treading on dangerous ground.
    “So, your name is actually Dey-lal?” She laughed when she felt him press his head against hers.
    “Mother again. Well, she must like you. She rarely gets this chatty with women that Reverb is