Husband With Benefits

"Why are you staring at me?" Dora demanded, her eyes narrowing at Nora and Demetri as they sat side by side, watching her with an intensity she found unnerving now that Kael had left the room.

She glanced at Cai, who immediately mimed zipping his mouth shut, offering her a sheepish grin that screamed ’not getting involved.’ Traitor, she thought.

"Nora Frost, if you don’t tell me what’s going on in those devious little heads of yours, I swear I’ll teach your baby every curse word known to man! And not just in one language either—ten different languages at least. So before that sweet little thing says ’Mama,’ they’ll be screaming ’Fuck!’ loud and proud!"

Nora’s eyes widened in horror as she protectively covered her pregnant belly, shooting Dora an icy glare. "How can you be so careless with your words? I won’t let you anywhere near my baby if you do that!"

Dora smirked, folding her arms smugly. "Ha! I’m to be the godmother, Frost. You can’t stop me from fulfilling my sacred duty."

Nora raised an eyebrow, not backing down. "Oh, really? You want to play dirty with threats, huh? Fine. Let me just call Uncle Alex. I’m sure he’d love to hear how his precious daughter is behaving these days."

Dora winced at the mention of her father but wisely kept her mouth shut, offering nothing as Nora dialed the number. But then turned to Demetri imploringly, asking him to intercede only for him to shrug in reply, leaving her to fend for herself.

Sighing in defeat, Dora raised her hands in surrender. "Alright, alright. I’ll tell you whatever you want to know. Just don’t involve papa yet."

Nora paused mid-dial, one finger hovering over the screen. "You sure?"