Wednesday, 1 May 2013
Baby, baby, baby...
Honestly, this is probably one of the more random stories I've ever written, but such is the command of Shara Azod.
Ms Whiplash challenged us to write a story where the heroine is pregnant. Easy, I thought. Who hasn't been knocked up in one of my stories. That's when Shara flipped the switch on me. The heroine had to be pregnant when she met the hero. Ah. I thought. Crap. But once again, being thoroughly overheated on a beach in Mexico solved that dilemma pretty damn quick. Therefore, thanks to the Mexican sun and one hell of a pina colada, I present to you The Baby Gift.
Since I seem to be surrounded by fertile females at the present (everyone is pregnant, I mean everyone) I embraced a different understanding of being with child. I mean babies are lovely and soft and cuddly (goddamn demanding mostly) when they arrive, but before that? Yikes. Then again, you never want anything as much as when you can't have it. No one understands that as much as the heroine in this story, Delilah. Married to her GBF (gay best friend) he promises to help her have a baby and he kinda does. But like anything, it comes with a price. And that is being married to her GBF, being pregnant and then meeting the deliciously stern and sexy Tais Norgaard. She wants to be good, she really does but I challenge any woman to resist the Dane. Damn, I love Tais. He's seriously testing my Italian loyalties. I can back claim a research trip to Denmark. Totally back claim. Right?
There was nothing like a funeral to get a romance started. Well a funeral, an artificially inseminated pregnancy, a gay husband, his gold digging lover, paparazzi and millions of dollars. Tais Nørgaard knows firsthand what it’s like to be at the edge of death. After chemotherapy for a cancer that has gone into remission pretty much demolishes any chance that he has of reproducing, he finds himself thoroughly intrigued by the lovely Delilah Bancroft. Much like the legendary woman of her namesake, she has the power to bring him to his knees...even if she's the beard of an entitled prick who won't open his eyes long enough to see that he's being used. Now how exactly does he go about convincing her that she'd be much happier in his warm bed with a ring on her finger and her unborn child potentially calling him Daddy? Tais has come back from worse. He's damn sure he can figure this out.