*****Warning this chapter is for mature readers...read at your own risk*****

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Morning had come when Adrian had to sit down and tell them what happened last night.

"She is pregnant?" grey eyes that mirrored his own was just as shocked with the news.

"Brother are you sure?" Caroline asked and soon lowered her head with the scowl that formed on his face.

"No Caroline, a bump on her abdomen just decided to grow," he answered sarcastically. Waving away his bad attitude she stood and began to pace now with the news it was hard to think of anything else.

Arlington and Montgomery stood in the far corner in awe of this new discovery.

"So what are we to do? How do we get her away from Reynaud and bring her back home?" Caroline asked.

Adrian stood silent lost in thought peering down into his glass of brandy.

He felt his chest tighten, his mind still could not wrap around the thought of her being pregnant. She was carrying his child. A part of him and her was growing inside of her with each waking day. A miracle created out of love.

"We need to find a way to get to her uncle. I fear he has no idea who Reynaud is or why he is here," Adrian spoke.

All eyes lifted to his and looked at eachother.

Arlington nodded his head. "How do we do that?" he asked.

"We can send a message for him to meet with us. He has to be told who Reynaud is and we explain to him that Evangeline is in grave danger," Caroline said.

"In the meantime, while she is here with me you all can do that. I want her far away from there out of his reach," Adrian warned.

They continued planning out their next move and set in motion what needed to be done.

The slight tap on the door pulled them away from their talk. They looked at one another before Montgomery stood from his chair and walked over to answer the door.

When he opened it Adrian stood immediately. His gaze shot to beautiful honey eyes. His heart stopped. Montgomery pulled her in quickly before poking his head through the door to make sure she wasn't followed.

She walked in slowly and was greeted by the familiar warm smiles of Caroline and Arlington.

She lowered her head embarrased and worried that they would scrutinize her for what she did even more so that she stood before them so far along in her pregnancy.

When Caroline stepped forward and lovingly hugged her she felt the weight of her guilt slightly lift. They exchanged a few encouraging words before excusing themselves and leaving her alone with Adrian.

He along with Evangeline watched them leave.

When the door shut, she slowly raised her eyes to his.

His heart thundered behind his ribs with enough force he wondered would they break. He had absolutely no assurance she would actually come or of how it would be, to be face to face with her again. There were no words.

They were alone now.

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She hesitated most of the morning with her decision to go see him or not.

Fear gripped the better half of her reasoning because he would come for her. And that would put her cousins life at risk.

Panicked and out of her whits, she sat staring at herself in the mirror. Her eyes lowered and rested on the small buldge of her waist. She lowered her gaze and tightly closed her eyes seeking a sign in her silent prayer. There was so much she needed to say to him but she could not.

The important thing is trying to convince him to leave without her. It would be difficult but she had to try.

She would leave and try to return without Reynaud suspecting anything. She has been to town alone before and she can go again.

She finished getting dressed and turned to leave quickly. Since Reynaud took off with her uncle to vo hunting it would give her plenty of time to leave and return.

Nervously, she approached Pierre a shy young footman that would aparantly do anything for her. He was smitten by her so much she wondered to what great lengths he would go to oblige her. This was the moment to test it.

With a coy bow, he scurried off to do her bidding and in no time a small carriage appeared before her. In no time at her request he drove her to town with no definite mention of her destination.

She arrived in town and watched as different patrons walked idly by enjoying their day. Lowering her head she waited for the carriage to leave she turned to look at the inn where Adrian was staying.

In no time she found herself knocking on his door.

After seeing Caroline, Arlington and Montgomery she watched them leave.

Now she stood before him alone.

Her eyes raised slowly to his and her breath caughtvin her lungs. He looked so handsome, so rakish, so...everything she desired and missed about him.

She took in his stance. Unsure of what to do. Her confidence slipped and she averted her gaze the moment he stepped forward and stood before her. With two fingers he tilted her chin up gently so their eyes could meet. Her breath caught in her throat as his incredibly vibrant grey eyes captured hers.

"I feared.... I would never see you again," he whispered.

Silence gripped her throat.

He continued to search her gaze. "Why did you leave with him. What did he do to convince you to leave?"

She shook her head unable to answer. Even if she wanted to. She could not.

She refused to meet his gaze.
"Answer me please. Did you want to leave with him was that it?" he grabbed her arms.

His grip tightened as she still refused to speak.
"Answer me," he demanded in a harsh whisper.

"Please...you don't understand," she lowered her head.

"Then make me understand, Eva," rage swarmed within him. Her pulse thumped in her ears as his glare turned furious.

Her lips quivered as she fought not to crumble in his hold. But he pressed further only to get a tear-filled reply he did not want to hear.

" I had no choice," her tears fell as she tried to pull away.

"No choice Eva!" he echoed incredulously.

"You had a choice. To trust me and my love for you. But you left without a word-not one single, damned word. And what is worse is you left with him," he shouted angrily.

The emotions welling up in her could not be denied. Guilt, remorse, sorrow, anger and an immense need to just cry.
"I must go," she realized immediately she had stayed too long and quickly pulled out of his grasp and walked towards the door.

But it was too late. He had reached the door and held it closed. His arms settled one on each side of her. He'd boxed her in.

Her legs began to shake so badly as her back pressed to the door that held her in place.
"Let me go," panick changed to tears as she struggled against him.

"No. Eva. No. You're going to tell me everything. Now." his gaze on her intensified.

She stiffened in defense.
Her body grew rigid with instinctible rebellion.
"I don't have to tell you anything!"

His gaze pierced hers.

There it was. The resistance, the revolt against his probing question.

"Yes, you do. I am not letting you go until you tell me everything," his jaw clenched.

Through a mist of tears she looked up into his eyes that reflected so much hurt, anger and misery.

"I can't," she shook her head.

"It's best if you return without me!" she sobbed.

"Why?" he shook with rage as he slammed his fist into the door. She cried out terrified.
She could feel the emotion coursing through him at that moment.
Silence followed and with it a strange vibrant energy, a force within itself filled the room.

She sobbed. Her vision blurry with new tears that fell in heavy droplets down her face.

He gently reached up to caress her cheek as his fingers glided through her hair he pulled her head back. Their eyes met. She looked up into his eyes, red with unshed tears. Pure agony and hurt stared back at her before his face contorted and his tears fell.

"The morning you found me with Alicia was not my doing. You left me. With no chance to explain. I sat and waited for you worried out of my mind. Six months of bloody torture is what I lived without you. And you expect me to just leave you here?" he hissed between clenched teeth in a low tight voice.

"I won't let you leave me again. Your're my wife, I love you," He lowered his forehead to hers.
She began to cry. Despair overtook her. There was no going back now. No escaping his arms. She gave in.

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Her tears were his undoing. She was his undoing. Fear and torment stared back at him as she begged to be let go.
His heart sank with her protest to leave with out her. Never.

She left him once. He would be damned if anyone took her away from him. His vision blurred with his own tears as he lowered his head to hers.
He crossed an ocean for her. He would cross hells fire for her. She was his weakness, his desire, his love.

Now that he had her in all honesty it did not matter why she fled. It did not matter to him why she feared Reynaud because she was safe with him now. As much as the nagging suspicion tugged at his mind to why she left with that bastard. It simply did not matter. All that mattered to him was this moment he had her in his arms and her well being for his unborn childs sake.

His breath mingled with hers for the brief silent moment they shared before he possesively claimed her lips and kissed her with a savage need. A kiss filled with passion, love and want all rolled into one setting made the ground beneath her shift.

The kiss deepened with a sense of urgency as he threaded his fingers lightly through her soft hair. He inhaled deeply the sweet scent of her hair that he could never forget. The velvety smoothness of his tongue touched hers and he groaned. She whimpered and whatever self control and patience he had crumbled to dust.

He eased her away from the door and walked slowly with her towards the bed. He looked deep into her eyes that held such trust and love for him that he felt as if his chest would explode the way his heart hammored near his ribs.

He gently wiped away a tear. He could see it in her eyes there was so much more she wanted to tell him. He wanted to press more for answers but he stopped. With a deep breath he lowered his lips to hers once more and continued his passionate embrace.

He finally pulled away from her lips and kissed her neck with soft caresses before he lowered them to her ear. He held her in his arms and felt hers encircle his waist. The slight bulge of her stomach made him fully aware of its presence. A happiness brimmed within him knowing there was life growing in between them. A precious gift nestled there from their love.

"Stay with me," he whispered.

He looked down to her and searched her gaze.

She tightly shut her eyes and agreed. Eagerly he caressed her cheek and gently rained kisses all over face before pulling her into his arms again.

He gently glided his fingers through her hair once more moving the the soft ringlets from her face and shoulder. Her heavy lashes lifted, and she gazed at him in tearful amazement.

With exquisite care and gentleness he began to unfasten her cloak. He turned her around and pulled it from her shoulders. A slight shiver followed as cool air touched her and its weighlessness fell to the grown. Then he slowly unbuttoned her gown and untied the large satin ribbon.

As he slid the gown from her shoulder his lips replaced the cool air with his kisses leaving a trail of fire up to her neck. He continued his attention to her other shoulder until the gown fell away to her feet.

A douse of a self concious wave of shame caused her to slowly raise her arms to cover her breasts that were now slightly heavy, tender and bare.

Leaning back against his solid strength while he placed more wet kisses on her shoulder, she hardly dared to breathe as his fingers curved underneath the slight weight of her belly and rubbed her softly.

Their fingers touched and entwined together with much love and trailed over the taught bulge.

He burried his face in hair. "I love you so much," he whispered with so much emotion.

He turned her to face him and his eyes roamed over her and darkened as they landed on her full breasts takeing in their beautiful shape and how her fullness made her all the more enticing.

"You look so beautiful," he pulled her close and relished in the feel of her nude pressed against him.

He groaned as his fingers grazed over her soft flesh of her back to rest on the slight plumpness of her rump and squeezed it.

He walked her carefully back. Until her knees buckled with the press of the soft mattress at the back of her legs.
She sat there and watched as he knelt before her.
Intent grey gorgeous eyes filled with desire kept her at the edge of the bed, his fingers moving to the top of her thigh. Eva held her breath as he deftly began to roll her stockings down slowly from each leg.

Now he knelt before her between her thighs. Anticipation and need clawed at him as his eyes took in her bareness. It drew him in further as his head lowered to her belly. Placing gentle kisses all around it. She leaned back in awe and surprise as his head lowered further where she could no longer see him only feel him.

The softness of the sheets caressed her back as she lay there in awe, dazed with passion.

Now wide and exposed she shivered as he placed her thigh over his shoulder and pressed his lips into the shadow of curls covering her sex.
He inhaled the carnal sweet scent of her arousal that undid him.

He nipped and tasted her slowly before delving deeper into her soft folds until he was rewarded with her wetness and trembling sensation. His restraint of her thighs was ruthless as he delved even deeper feasting on his own private banquet. His groans and her pants filled the quietness of the room. She bucked her hips whimpering and breathing heavily as he lapped up her moisture in a torturous movement that brought a wave of heat crashing over her. Litanous laps of his tongue held her there where he wanted her.

He felt her shiver ridding out her pleasure writhing against his lips.
Without a moment of reprieve he eased a finger into her and she gasped with pleasure. His ministrations continued until he had her in a daze.

Still strung and in need of her release she lay there as he stood and quickly discarded his clothes. She felt the bed dip at her side and his warmth touched her. Slowly he turned her so they lay on their side.

He pressed the length of his taut muscular chest at her back and pulled her flush against him. He glided his tongue down her neck as his fingers caressed her breast.

His hips pressed at her rump as his erection hardened more. He lifted her thigh and draped it over his leg. Her body spread against him, allowing whatever he wanted, and he succumbed to a tide of greed and tenderness and lust. He took his sweet time and care easing into her wet folds with much restraint. He was rewarded with her gasp of pleasure.

He crooned and whispered his love into her ear nipping it with wet kisses and pressing into her with gentle thrusts.
He moved slowly, his hips danced to a primitive rhythym pacing himself, delighting in the way she moved with him, and pleasing her as much as he could.
He brought his hands around to her front, cupping each breast in his hand. He kneaded them delicately, brushing his fingers over her nipples, delighting in the soft moans coming from her.

"God, you feel so good," he whispered tightly.

Rampant pleasure threatened to overwhelm him with each thrust into her warmth. Each deep thrust accompanied a few kisses and a pledge of his love whispered in her ear.

When he was sure she had reached her peak and was beyond, he put his arms around her and held her tight. He picked up the pace, bringing himself to the brink, and Eva again as well. She arched against him and dug her nails into his thigh, the beginning throws of her release building with each thrust taking her by surprise.

The pleasure condensed into a single, unendurable spasm, and she writhed against him once more with a whimper. He gathered her close, his entire being focused on the pulsing of her inner muscles, the wild shudders that went through her. With a few hard thrusts he found his own release, a climax of sharp, dizzying intensity.
He closed his eyes and moaned as the beautiful sensation washed over him.

Their bodies throbbed with pleasure as they lay exhausted and tangled.

Drowsy and fully sated, he nuzzled his face into her hair. After a short while he fell asleep craddled at her back.

For all the need of sleep in the world that her body needed she could not close her eyes. It eluded her.
She feared her restlessness would wake him.

She lay awake numb in tears. She wished that this night would never end. Tormented by what she must do she turned to face him. Her eyes rested on his beautiful face, she lovingly caressed his stubbled jaw before kissing him sweetly. She nuzzled her head close to his chest. Begging for the calming effect of bliss to take her. She shut her eyes tightly dashing away a falling tear.

And wishing for a way to keep tomorrow from coming.

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Hello my lovelies,
Wow its been a mind blowing couple of days. The comments and all the attention on my stories had me absolutely in the clouds. Im suffering through writers block guys ....haha ...Ergo the long wait for the chapters. Im so undecided how I want certain chapters to go.

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