victory. She was warming to him now. He was going to send Vanessa an update as soon as he got home. This was going better than he could have hoped. There was only one thing left to do: the make-or-break trip.
He had set up a messenger to arrive at Gwen’s in the afternoon the next day. He’d handwritten a note asking her to trust him and go on a trip out of town for the weekend. He was going to be at her house the next night. He’d pull into her driveway at 7 p.m. If she wanted to go with him, she could come out and get into his car. If not, he’d drive away after ten minutes. That would be the end of it.
Dom spent the night packing. He had made a reservation at a ski lodge in Utah. He’d asked Kai Waters to fly them down the next night. Luckily, Kai had no other business that weekend and had agreed to the flight. It was expensive but well worth the price, and Dom had a good feeling about it. Gwen seemed more receptive to his advances now. The constant pestering and professing his love was wearing her down. He had never imagined he’d have to badger a woman to do anything. Then again, he’d never imagined he’d end up with a woman like Gwen.
The tigress was even more stubborn and outspoken than he was. She was a hard one to back into a corner or intimidate, and even harder to seduce or trick into bed. The only thing he’d ever seen her really despondent about was her search for a mate. Fingers crossed, by the end of the weekend that wouldn’t be a problem for her anymore.
*
Dom put all of his bags in the car and got in the driver’s seat. Gwen only lived a few minutes away. It was fifteen minutes until seven. He sat in his car listening to hard rock songs to pump himself up. Kai was waiting at the airport with the plane fueled up and ready to go. All Dom had to do was go and pick up his girl. It sounded so easy.
He took a deep breath and put the car into drive. He drove exactly the speed limit all the way to Gwen’s house. It was still a minute before seven when he turned onto her street so he slowed down to five miles per hour to creep to her house.
When he pulled into her driveway at seven, he was shaking. He put the car in park and waited. Ten minutes and he would know either way. Ten minutes and it would be over. He knew if she would go with him he could get her back. If she didn’t go, it was over. He might be able to try again in ten years, but for the foreseeable future, they were done.
After five minutes, Dom rolled up the windows and turned on the air conditioning. He was sweating even though it wasn’t even fifty degrees outside. There were no lights on in Gwen’s ranch house and the curtains were all drawn. He couldn’t see any movement inside.
At the nine-minute mark, he started getting worried. His chest started getting tight. He wondered what would happen if he had a heart attack in her driveway. It would be pretty embarrassing.
At the ten-minute mark, her front door opened. She was yelling something. He fumbled to turn off the AC and roll down his window.
“Get out here and help me with these bags!”
Eight
“No, thanks.” Gwen turned down the champagne that Dom offered her for the fifth time. He wouldn’t stop with the alcohol this weekend. Gwen was having a nice time and she didn’t need alcohol to make it better. It wasn’t like she would be able to have alcohol for the next eight months, anyway. She was going to have to get used to having a good time sober.
It had been a very strange week and an even stranger weekend. She’d made all the ladies swear themselves to secrecy at Erin’s girls’ night. She hadn’t known if she was pregnant for sure that night, but she didn’t need the whole town wondering. She didn’t tell the girls that Dom was the potential father, either. She’d had Amy go out and buy her pregnancy tests as soon as the night had ended. They’d gone back to her house and she spent the next hour anxiously taking pregnancy tests. Each one came back
He had set up a messenger to arrive at Gwen’s in the afternoon the next day. He’d handwritten a note asking her to trust him and go on a trip out of town for the weekend. He was going to be at her house the next night. He’d pull into her driveway at 7 p.m. If she wanted to go with him, she could come out and get into his car. If not, he’d drive away after ten minutes. That would be the end of it.
Dom spent the night packing. He had made a reservation at a ski lodge in Utah. He’d asked Kai Waters to fly them down the next night. Luckily, Kai had no other business that weekend and had agreed to the flight. It was expensive but well worth the price, and Dom had a good feeling about it. Gwen seemed more receptive to his advances now. The constant pestering and professing his love was wearing her down. He had never imagined he’d have to badger a woman to do anything. Then again, he’d never imagined he’d end up with a woman like Gwen.
The tigress was even more stubborn and outspoken than he was. She was a hard one to back into a corner or intimidate, and even harder to seduce or trick into bed. The only thing he’d ever seen her really despondent about was her search for a mate. Fingers crossed, by the end of the weekend that wouldn’t be a problem for her anymore.
*
Dom put all of his bags in the car and got in the driver’s seat. Gwen only lived a few minutes away. It was fifteen minutes until seven. He sat in his car listening to hard rock songs to pump himself up. Kai was waiting at the airport with the plane fueled up and ready to go. All Dom had to do was go and pick up his girl. It sounded so easy.
He took a deep breath and put the car into drive. He drove exactly the speed limit all the way to Gwen’s house. It was still a minute before seven when he turned onto her street so he slowed down to five miles per hour to creep to her house.
When he pulled into her driveway at seven, he was shaking. He put the car in park and waited. Ten minutes and he would know either way. Ten minutes and it would be over. He knew if she would go with him he could get her back. If she didn’t go, it was over. He might be able to try again in ten years, but for the foreseeable future, they were done.
After five minutes, Dom rolled up the windows and turned on the air conditioning. He was sweating even though it wasn’t even fifty degrees outside. There were no lights on in Gwen’s ranch house and the curtains were all drawn. He couldn’t see any movement inside.
At the nine-minute mark, he started getting worried. His chest started getting tight. He wondered what would happen if he had a heart attack in her driveway. It would be pretty embarrassing.
At the ten-minute mark, her front door opened. She was yelling something. He fumbled to turn off the AC and roll down his window.
“Get out here and help me with these bags!”
Eight
“No, thanks.” Gwen turned down the champagne that Dom offered her for the fifth time. He wouldn’t stop with the alcohol this weekend. Gwen was having a nice time and she didn’t need alcohol to make it better. It wasn’t like she would be able to have alcohol for the next eight months, anyway. She was going to have to get used to having a good time sober.
It had been a very strange week and an even stranger weekend. She’d made all the ladies swear themselves to secrecy at Erin’s girls’ night. She hadn’t known if she was pregnant for sure that night, but she didn’t need the whole town wondering. She didn’t tell the girls that Dom was the potential father, either. She’d had Amy go out and buy her pregnancy tests as soon as the night had ended. They’d gone back to her house and she spent the next hour anxiously taking pregnancy tests. Each one came back
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