Page 9 of Magic in His Arms

“Yes.I could have waited for my turn, but they insisted.”She focused on the plate and sent a swirl of darkness across it.The plate was now empty.“Off I go.”

Winnie headed back to the buffet and got a fresh plate.

Wymol looked at Elida.“You are their mother?”

The three girls laughed.

Elida nodded.“Legally, yes.Fortunately, they all did their own laundry and are good about sharing bathrooms.”

Akra smiled.“Mom never let us live in a house with less than two bathrooms.”

Elida chuckled, Wymol’s head lifted, and he focused on her.“Have you visited Arutrus recently?”

Elida jolted and felt her dinner flip.“Um, yes?”

“Three months ago?”

Embarrassed, she winced.“Yes.”

He got up from the table, walked around, and pulled her to her feet.The kiss he started was achingly familiar, but it wasn’t until he pulled her against him that everything was confirmed.When Wymol lifted his head, he smiled.“Amori needs to work on the memory spell.I remember everything.”

“I think if we find each other, we are supposed to remember.”

Kori said, “Do you notice anything different about her?”

Wymol frowned and looked down at her.

Blushing, Elida said, “He wouldn’t know it by what we—I—look like.The club uses shadows.”

Miika snickered.“Nice tell there, Mom.”

Akra giggled.“Do you just want me to tell him?”

Elida nodded.

Akra sobered and spoke usingtruth.“Mom is pregnant, and the child is yours.”

Wymol froze.“What?”

Elida shrugged.“Akra has truth.She told me about it, and I confirmed it with my local physician.So, yeah.Pregnant.Sorry.”

He frowned.“May I discuss this with you?”

“Sure.I just want to be back for dessert.”

Akra nodded.“You don’t want her to miss dessert.”

Wymol nodded.He gestured toward the trees, and they went for a walk.

Elida was sorting her reaction to his scent, the feel of him, and the body heat he gave so easily.He wasn’t impressed by her, which was fine.She never thought she would bump into him again.

When they were between the trees and the quarry, she looked at him and shrugged.“So?”

He frowned.“Are you feeling well?No side effects?”

“No.Well, I am a lot more snacky, and I feel the urge to nap a lot.Oh, and I want to show off my figure because it is about to be a thing of the past.”Elida smiled.

He smiled slightly.“It is a spectacular figure.”He reached for her waist, and his hands comfortably circled her.“How do you not just tip over?”