Irresistible Forces - Brenda Jackson [56]
It was time to call Dominic.
Taylor placed the package she has purchased at the drugstore on the table. There was no reason why she couldn’t just march into the bathroom and find out now and just call and give Dominic the results. Yes, there was a reason. He had asked to be present when she found out and she had promised him that he could. She would keep her promise.
It had been twelve days and five hours since she had seen Dominic last, but there had not been one single day that she had not gone to bed thinking of him or awakened with him in her thoughts, as well. And then there were those moments during the day when out of nowhere she would remember something—a look he’d given her, a touch. And heaven help her when she would recall all the times they made love, all those different positions…
Shivers of awareness ran down her spine. She didn’t need a pregnancy test to tell her what she knew in her heart was already true. She was pregnant with Dominic’s child. There was no way that she couldn’t be.
Now she needed to place that call.
She walked over to the sofa and sat down then reached for the telephone and punched his private number.
“Hello, Taylor.”
Immediately, upon hearing his strong, husky voice, an electric current seemed to have run right through her. She swallowed and then asked, “How did you know it was me?”
“Caller ID.”
She nodded. That made sense. “You wanted me to call you when it was time.”
“And is it time to find out?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“I’m on my way over.”
He’d said it as though he was right up the street. “Will you be arriving tomorrow?”
“No, I’m on my way to your place now. I’ve been in D.C. staying at the Saxon Hotel for the last two days. I wanted to be close by when you called and figured it would be soon,” he informed her.
“Oh.”
“I’ll see you in less than an hour, Taylor.”
“Okay.”
And then he ended the call.
Chapter 10
Taylor glanced at herself in the mirror one final time after hearing the sound of the doorbell. A surge of anxiety swept through her. How was she supposed to act when she saw Dominic again? He wasn’t just any man, but was someone she had spent an entire week making love with more than eighty percent of the time. The last four days on Latois had been the most intense. It was as if they were counting down the hours, minutes and seconds and wanted to make each one count.
She glanced down at her outfit, a pair of shorts and a tank top. She had wanted to appear casual, right at home and had taken a shower and put on a little makeup and sprayed on her favorite cologne.
She crossed the room and inhaled deeply, hoping and praying she would be able to keep things together when she saw him. She opened the door and whatever words of greeting she planned to say died on her lips. All she could do was stand there and stare at him.
For a few split seconds it seemed neither of them was capable of speaking, since he was staring back at her. Then, he finally spoke in a deep, raspy voice that sent shivers all through Taylor’s body.
“It’s good seeing you again, Taylor.”
She inhaled deeply once more. “It’s good seeing you again, as well, Dominic.” She had to admit that she sounded slightly hoarse to her own ears. “Won’t you come in?”
She took a step back and he entered, closing the door behind him. He glanced around a second before returning his gaze to her. “You look good.”
“Thanks, and so do you.” And she meant it. He was wearing a dark gray suit and white shirt and looked gorgeous as ever. “Would you like something to drink?”
“What do you have?”
“Whatever you want.” Too late she realized how that may have sounded.
He chuckled softly. “In that case, a glass of wine would be nice.”
“No problem. Make yourself comfortable and I’ll be right back.” She headed toward the kitchen but couldn’t help glancing over her shoulder and saw that he was removing his jacket, exposing those broad shoulders she remembered so well.
A tingling sensation flowed through her as she recalled a number of other things, and they were things she wished she wouldn