Twin Deception: A BWWM Billionaire Romance by Izabella Brooks Page A

hips, taking him in to the hilt. Her moist heat surrounded him, milking him.
                  “Sadi, god you feel so good.” It was all Luke could manage to say. Sadi understood. The feel of him, his hard body on top of her soft curves, pumping, filling her with a growing heat, a building ache that shattered into a blinding white light of pleasure was wordless.
            The pleasure crept up, stealing Sadi’s breath. She could only grab onto Luke and hold his shoulders while he moved in hard, heavy strokes. Finally he cried out his own release, collapsing against Sadi.
                    Luke rolled to the side. He reached out and gathered Sadi against his chest, holding her tightly.
                  “Do you think we should resume our swim?”
                  Sadi shook her head, drinking in the smell of ocean salt mingled with their sweat and the scent of their passion. “Not a chance,” she whispered. “I just want to lay here with you.”
                  A deep laugh rose from Luke’s chest. “I agree. I could stay here with you forever.”
                  Forever. Sadi never would have believed it possible for them, yet here they were, happy and in love. She owed everything she had now to one of the most horrific events of Luke’s life. The only thing Sadi would change was Connor. She knew Luke had not given up hope his brother was still alive. She only wished that against the odds, that somewhere out there, Connor was alive and well and that he would find his way back to them.
                  Sadi went to see her doctor a couple weeks after returning home. She feared she had picked up a stomach parasite in the Bahamas, as her stomach had been all over the map. She had been constantly nauseous and worse. Luke had gone back to work and had been away for most of the day so she was able to hide it from him. However, he had caught her being sick to her stomach that morning and had insisted she go in and see her GP. Sadi hated having to run to the bathroom all day so she reluctantly agreed.
                  She sat in the waiting room, half fearing that she was going to get called in and they were going to have to run all sorts of tests on her and then declare she had some horrible disease. She didn’t know what it was about doctors and hospitals that made her so uncomfortable, and that made her constantly fear the worst.
                    Her GP was a middle-aged woman who was more the motherly type than the stern doctor type. Sadi had been waiting for half an hour past her appointment time before the woman finally made an appearance, but her smile was so warm Sadi found she couldn’t be angry.
                  “What’s the trouble Sadi,” Doctor Wendy asked, slipping a plastic glove onto one hand, then the other.
                  “We were away travelling for over a month and I’ve been sick since we got back. I think I may have picked up a parasite or something in the Bahamas.”
                  The doctor nodded. She performed the usual exam.
                  “When was your last period?” Doctor Wendy asked, while checking Sadi’s blood pressure.
    Sadi gulped. When indeed? “I don’t remember,” she admitted. “I take birth control and I don’t go on breaks from it. I thought you knew that.”
                  The doctor smiled. “Oh yes, that’s right. Sorry, it’s been a busy day. All the same, I would still like you to go for a pregnancy test.”
                  “What?” Sadi asked, her voice coming out as a squeak. “There’s no way I could be pregnant.”
                  “All the same, it’s just routine. We just need a urine sample.”
                  “Can I just take a test at home?”
                  “If you do one here it will be done within