The Dom with the Dark Eyes by Raven McAllan Read Free Book Online

of
sorts.
    “Well
what then?” Why on earth was he so persistent? What was it about the white faced,
fragile looking woman that called to him? “Is she ill?”
    Everyone
in the room, apart from the unconscious Linsey looked at Athol.
    “No,
just shattered.”
    “You
don’t faint from just shattered,” Fiona said stubbornly. “So, ergo she’s ill.
With what though.”
    Athol
firmed his lips.
    “Athol,
you’re not her doc, and if you don’t tell us now, I’m ringing for an ambulance.” Fiona crossed her arms. On the count of
three.”
    Rad
watched the battle of wills with some amusement. He wondered who would win.
    “She’s
my friend as well, so if you know, spill. One…Two…”
    Rad
saw Linsey’s eyelids flutter. “Just tell her,” she said faintly. “She’s like a
sodding bloodhound.”
    He
sighed. “It depends on how you look at it. She’s pregnant.”
    Tay
rocked back on his heels. He looked shell shocked. “Pardon?”
    “You
heard.” Linsey said in a weak voice. “Fuck you, Athol, shout it to all of
Glasgow why don’t you. Fucked up, up the duff, in the…”
    “Shh,”
Athol put his finger over her mouth.
    She
glared, well as much as a whey-faced pixie could, Rad thought, amused in spite
of his worry. With her blonde hair in unintentional curly spikes, and the top
six inches of her slinky cat suit now open, she called to all things primitive
in him. The swell of her breasts as she tried to breathe regularly made him
itch to run his hands under the hot as Hades leather, find her nipple and pinch—hard.
Before he slowly tugged the neck to crotch zipper down, peeled the two sides of
the suit apart, and feasted on her body.
    “Pudding
club,” she mumbled around Athol’s finger.
    Shit, I’m lusting after a pregnant
woman . The absolute
certainty that it should have been him to get her in that state, not some
unknown person, shocked him to the core. It was something to think about—later.
Much later. For now he concentrated on controlling his hard as hell prick.
    “We’re
going to be uncles,” Edan said and high-fived Fiona. “Uncles and aunties and…”
    “And
pains in the butts,” Linsey said as she struggled to sit up. “And please, god,
don’t be an uncle and an aunty. This child will have enough to come to terms
with as it, is without Aunty… or is it Uncle today Edan spoiling him or her
rotten. You will all be honorary whatever if you want, but, and I mean it, you
will not go over the top and do the stupid spoiling stuff. I want a well
rounded child not a spoiled brat. Do you get me?”
    “Yes,
Miss.” Edan grinned. “When is the happy event?”
    “Around
six months.”
    “Great,
plenty of time to learn to crochet and become the favorite to hold your hand
and tell you to pant not push.” Edan sounded so knowledgeable that Rad must
have let his surprise show in his face. Edan chuckled. “I watch ER , Casualty and re-runs of Doctor Kildare .”
      A heavy lead weight took up residence in Rad’s
stomach as he laughed along with the others. Even Linsey grinned a little.
    I want to be that person. I want to
hold her hand and encourage her .
His thoughts shocked him. Where the hell had they come from?
    “I
still think you need to be checked out,” Fiona said stubbornly. “Just in case.”
    So do I.
    “I
promise to go to the GP tomorrow,” Linsey said. “Now I want to go home. I’m sorry,
Rad, we’ll reconvene when my brain isn’t mush.”
    He
smiled. “No worries, I’m not going anywhere except home as well.” But how he
wanted to keep in close contact with her. And he had no bloody idea why, except
his cock was straining the thread of the seams around his zipper and he was
bloody glad he wore a long t-shirt.
    Athol
looked at him briefly and then at Tay. Rad swore something passed between the
two men. Almost a secret code. Then Athol cleared his throat.
    “Do
you think you could take Lin home for us please, Rad?”
    “Oh,
but I’m fine.”
    Athol
ignored