BLAIR More people are back in town and it feels more like summer. While the general population liked to travel to places like Europe. Or other exotic places. Most families in Redville come back home. They would rather spend the months with people they have known all their lives. Some for many generations. This is the perfect time to plant the seeds I want. I know all the right places, now I just have to make sure I do it the right way. Mikayla and Sasha, of course, are the perfect little helpers. Now it is even better with Eliane and Helena on our side. After I spoke with Lucian—his name pisses me off. I realized that he was right. My parents weren’t going to relent. I know how dad is. When he has his mind set on something, it is very hard to get him to change his decision. You might say I’m an adult and I should make my own decisions. While that is true, it doesn’t work that way here. It may seem…somehow, but I’m not exactly complaining. It is safe and perfect.
BLAIRRunning into Sally at the mall ends up being a good thing. It helped us plant our next seed without even realizing.If she thought she saw me with a guy. Then she is definitely going to make sure anyone that gives her the time of the day, hears it.I only need to make sure it doesn’t reach my parents before I’m ready for them to know.“Well, dress shopping was a total fail.” Sasha says, jumping onto my bed.I turn and glare at her, seeing how she is ruffling up my comforters. Clearly not understanding why I’m frowning, she ignores me.“How was that a fail? I got my dress.”Mikayla points at the garment bag hanging off the hand of my chair.We both groan, mumbling incoherently.She was able to find something while Sasha and I found nothing right. We left the mall after heading to one of the stores we used to frequent and the woman commented on my waist.I wasn’t showing. Not even a little bit. Or I would like to think.I’ve started to notice the slight change in my clothes. How a
LUCIAN“Never thought I would see the day,”
BLAIRI sucked in a deep breath and exhaled slowly.I’ve done this a million times. Why was I feeling nervous now?I didn’t have an answer for that. The heat of a certain pair of blue eyes searing into my mind. Making sure every nerve in my body stays under his spell is a great clue.How could one person have this strong of a hold on me?Must be the pregnancy. Having someone’s child connects you to them in the weirdest of ways.I feel the dress is hugging my body tighter. Like hands were running over every inch of my body. Not just any hands, but his hands.It didn’t make any sense.“You look ready to bolt.” I hear a whisper from my side.I shook my head at Sasha, squaring my shoulder. I try to take back my command, telling my body to move how I wanted it to.“Must be all this blush.” I replied, keeping a smile on my face when I noticed a few of the people we know watching my way.“They think you are daring.” Sasha comments, giving my hand a small squeeze.“I normally wouldn’t wear so
LUCIANI’m hit with a strong urge of protectiveness. Where we were and what was happening disappears from my mind.
BLAIRI knew the party was a success when I received a call from mum very early the next day.I went down the stairs groggily, still sleepy. We came in late last night, and although I didn't drink. I was still exhausted from all the dancing.I only danced twice, just to be clear. I couldn’t shake off the heat of Lucian’s gaze on me and it made me clumsy. I’ve been dancing since I was a kid. Heck, I even took ballet. But I almost tripped three times on the dance floor.That was three times more than it has ever happened in my life.
BLAIRMy ploy to stay away from Lucian didn’t work, because of course, he was stalking me. Again.“Blair, I think the new guy has a crush on you.”One of our old friends said, smirking a little as she looked over my shoulder.I refuse to turn and look at him, knowing it would just make him do this more.“No, he doesn’t.” I keep my voice cool as I said that.“You’re not like…together right?”&n
LUCIANBlair’s body is rigid in my arms.She looks up at me, her eyes wide and there is something akin to fear lingering there.I’m probably scaring her. I should let her go and get out of this room.I came here so I wouldn’t do anything stupid, after seeing her almost take a drink. Again.I knew it wasn’t her fault. It is not everyday you wake up pregnant. And she is still young. It’ll take a little getting used to. I shouldn’t be overbearing.The queasiest place I could find was the library. Thanks to the