Alex had finally convinced Amelia to marry him and he was happier than he'd expected. It would be a simple ceremony at the courthouse. He'd offered her grander things, but she had turned them down. Maybe it was what he liked most about Amelia. She was low maintenance."You look handsome, Daddy," Isabel said from his bedroom door. He thanked the stars that Isabel had been happy when they'd told her they were getting married. "Does this tie look okay with this suit?" Alex asked. Isabel laughed. "It has been years since you asked me that. Yes. It looks nice. Are you nervous?"He shrugged. The fiasco with the Agostinos still weighed on his mind. He'd visited Papa Agostino and asked for him to back off. He hadn't left with any assurances, but he hoped they understood each other. He was never marrying Tory and Amelia was to be left alone. "A little. Is that odd?""Were you nervous when you married my mother?""I was so amazed that your mother was actually going to walk down that aisle. I
Amelia stared at the imposing doors that must have been made of gold. They were shiny and Amelia was afraid if she touched them, she'd leave a mark. Kalia and Isabel flanked her. She felt power in their presence. Amelia had never been to a spa and she hadn't been willing to blaze this trail alone. Alex had agreed to pay for Kalia, too, and when Isabel heard, she invited herself. Amelia was actually glad because Isabel had been to spas her whole life. She would save Amelia from making a faux pas if that was possible at a spa. She'd assumed that spas were places only rich people went and she wasn't one of those. Even with marrying Alex, she didn't think of his money as hers."They are just doors, Amelia."Amelia glanced back at Isabel who stood there flashing a reassuring smile. Kalia nodded as if she was on Team Isabel. Amelia took a deep breath then let it out. "But they are huge.""They aren't as heavy as they look," she said. Amelia looked back at Kalia who shrugged. She wasn't a
When Amelia left the spa she was rejuvenated and ready to see her new husband. After spending hours in bed and taking a long nap, Amelia was tired but mostly refreshed. She woke up to an empty bed. She wasn't worried because she doubted that Alex had gone far. She showered, dressed, and found him in his office. She watched from the doorway as he huddled over his computer. His office was large, but his size made it look small. She couldn't help smiling at the turn her life had taken. Alex looked up at her and smiled. "Hey.""Hey.""You feeling okay?""I'm feeling pretty wonderful," she said. And she was. She finally felt as if she belonged somewhere. Alex motioned her into his office. She walked over and straddled his lap, his arms wrapping around her. "I'm feeling pretty wonderful myself."Even sitting on his lap, he was taller than her. She leaned in and kissed him, the feeling of it curling her toes. How had she landed such a great man? She hadn't even been looking, but here he
The advantage of having money is that you have resources. If you can pay for them, they will be at your beck and call, whether human or object. Add in the fact, that the person in danger had worked briefly for the government which Alex had only just found out and the response was deafening. That was how Alex came to stand outside Agostino's warehouse with federal agents waiting for the signal that it was safe. Henrik, Erik, and Fred had joined Alex. They doubted the federals would need their muscle, but he appreciated their presence anyway. His heart hammered in his chest and he longed for one hour alone with Papa Agostino if he hurt any hairs on Amelia's head. The radios on the agents' belts chattered quietly. It wasn't a calming noise, and Alex wondered if it alerted anyone inside the warehouse to their presence. He'd assumed a surprise attack would be best, but this wasn't a hockey game. This was dangerous and Amelia would be in the line of fire."She'll be fine," Erik said. "The
Amelia slept through the night and the next morning Alex was up and dressed before her. She felt bad since it was supposed to be their second night as a married couple. She'd fallen asleep before he left his shower. "You didn't wake me," Amelia said, stretching."No. You needed your sleep. But we need to go somewhere now. You can sleep more later," he said. There was a twinkle in his eye. He hadn't mentioned a surprise again, but maybe this was it. Was it another spa day? She liked the first one, but still felt guilty. "Where are we going?""You'll see. I've packed for you. I hope that was okay.""I guess. Since I don't know what weather we're packing for then I guess I'm glad you did."Amelia rose and got ready for her day, even if she didn't know what was happening. She trusted Alex and he'd been more attentive than usual since the warehouse. Did he feel guilty? He hadn't done anything to inspire the Agostinos' actions. She had done more to poke that bear. At least she was able to
Amelia had been warned about being a woman at a gamer convention, but she was here to see the latest games and mingle with other white hat hackers. She did her job alone. She did her job on a computer and she interacted online with people, but rarely in person. This was why she dragged herself to this convention in Philadelphia. She lived here so it had been convenient. The bar was noisy at the end of the day with everyone blowing off steam. Men had gathered around various tables, but she chose the bar. She was one of a few women, and they hadn't primped enough to be here yet. She didn't primp, but she thought she looked fine. At least one table of males thought so because they were currently looking at her and then whispering among themselves. Not whispering since she would hear them. "I bet you can't nail her," one mad said. He had the spare tire of a man who sat too much and the pasty white skin of someone who worked, like her, inside all of the time."What can I get you to dr
Amelia's doorbell rang.She hurried to answer it. The conference had been six weeks ago and, in that time, she'd made a new friend. This would be the first time she'd invited Isabel to the monthly girls' night she hosted with her friend Kalia. They were all programmers and stuck together since there were so few women in the industry. She'd met Isabel in a game, her handle being HockeyGrl, which had intrigued Amelia. She'd never been a big sports fan, but she did like hockey. Maybe that was why she'd initially been drawn to the woman who played the same role-playing game as she did. In the game, they'd joined forces and defeated some trolls, so Amelia hadn't been hesitant when she wanted to talk off-game. Her stomach rumbled and she wondered if she ate something odd that day. she didn't think so as she swung open her apartment door. "Hey."Her stomach had a funny fluttery sensation, but she pushed it away. Kalia came in for a hug. "Good to see you, but you look a little pale. Are yo
Amelia stared at the screen in disbelief. What were the chances? Kalia stood behind her. "Oh. My. Goodness.""Right?" Amelia said. The Girls' Night had been last night and Kalia had stayed over. Their mission today was to find out who was the father of Amelia's baby. Isabel had left last night after the shocking news. Amelia still didn't know what to think about being pregnant. "You need anything? Food?"Amelia knew she should eat something, but she was tired of throwing up. Would this last the whole pregnancy? She couldn't imagine doing this for the next eight months. "Crackers. I'm craving crackers," Amelia said. "Hopefully you keep those down."Amelia nodded. Her stomach was as empty as it had ever been in her life. Kalia set a bowl of crackers on the table beside Amelia's computer. She ignored them for a moment still taking in who the father of her baby was. "I can see why you slept with him. Those blue eyes are to die for," Kalia said. "He was sweet and charming. He'd also s