Exhaling: A Mafia Romance (The O'Keefe Family Collection Book 3) Read Free Page B

together.
    Fallyn was torn, muttering between pleasure-filled gasps and utter fear that they couldn’t do what they were doing. When Vince would try to pull away, she clutched him closer, fear and conflict warring with the adoration she could not deny she still carried for her husband like a burning flame in her chest. Louder and louder their passion rose until Fallyn finally let herself feel the connection that was there, and couldn’t be shaken. Over and over, Vince pledged himself to her, until they were both exhausted and emotionally spent.
    The water ran cold, but neither of them felt anything aside from each other. Vince was trembling as he rewashed his wife and himself, barely toweling off before they collapsed in a heap of naked limbs on the king-sized bed. They sought each other out even in unconsciousness, tangling and caressing while they dreamed of things that were far, far away from the nightmares that plagued their days.

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    V ince awoke to his face buried in Fallyn’s bosom and sighed contentedly. He’d roused several times in the night to check that the doors were still locked, bolted and free of unwelcome O’Keefes. He vowed he would never leave her alone again, and after kissing his favorite breasts, he went downstairs to make her breakfast, having noticed the thinness that made her ribs too visible.
    When he brought her breakfast in bed, his heart sank when he saw she’d put a robe on. He followed suit and donned his black boxer briefs, reasoning he was allowed to pull her to his side, at the very least. The two fed each other chunks of fruit, bites of toast and spoonfuls of oatmeal. Fallyn caught a belch before it carried on too loudly. “Sorry. Morning sickness. I should eat slower.”
    “How is it you can burp, say something with ‘sickness’ in the title, and all I want is more of you?”
    “You’re wonderful, that’s how.” She lay down next to him after they finished eating, keeping one hand or foot on him at all times. She’d missed the connection just as much as he had, and knew they might have mere minutes before Doctor Henderson came with the results that ripped it all away from them.
    “Tell me everything about our baby. I missed the last nine days of holding your hair back.” His hand crept inside her robe and palmed her stomach, willing his child to inch closer to him, if such a thing were possible so early on.
    Fallyn warmed to her husband, her body cuddling up to his after he set the tray on the ground. “Well, I don’t think I ate much for the last week and a half, but that first day or two, I threw up a couple times, I think. Sensitive to strong smells, that’s for sure.”
    Vince’s eyebrows pushed together. “Didn’t eat much for a week and a half? That’s not safe!” He rolled over and picked up the remnants of the breakfast, holding what was left of the banana to her mouth. He bit back a groan as her perfect lips closed around the fruit in a way that made him come alive for her. He fought back the beast with an iron sword and tried to carry on a conversation without making love to her. “You can’t do that anymore. You’ve got our baby to think about.”
    “Believe me, that wasn’t my plan. I just lost it. I’m not sure where I went in my head. Declan brought me to his house, and I didn’t get out of bed pretty much until Killian brought me to you.” She closed her eyes. “What did you do to Danny?”
    “What I had to.” Vince’s tone was resolute. “Nothing permanent, but enough to look bad and scare your brothers. They have to know they can’t mess with us like that. They can’t just take you into hiding and expect I’ll do nothing about it.”
    Fallyn shook her head, her hand stroking the thin amounts of chest hair that tickled her cheek when she pressed up against him. “I know you have a certain way of doing things, but if I can’t check out anymore, you can’t beat on my brothers unless we agree that’s what should be done. It’s