Pregnant With The Prince's Child - Plot & Excerpts
Mykal Marten held out his cupped hands and opened them slowly. Perched on his palm was the most stunning butterfly Janis Davos had ever seen. Its lacy wings sparkled pink and silver as they pulsed in the sunlight. “Be careful,” she cried without thinking. “Don’t hurt it.” He gave her a quizzical look, as though wondering why her first thought might be that one. “I would never hurt it,” he said, his voice low and rough with emotion. “I just wanted you to see it. It’s so beautiful, so precious… .” His voice went so soft she could barely hear his words. “It reminds me of you.” She turned to look up into his crystal blue eyes, her heart in her throat. “Oh, Mykal,” she whispered, tears threatening. She looked more deeply into his eyes, hoping for truth. Did he really mean it? About her? There had been so many lies in her life, she was almost afraid to believe. And then she laughed with happiness. Her laugh must have startled the butterfly, because it took off, circling above them, rising higher and higher in the offshore breeze, until it was just a sparkle against the blue sky.
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