Both Amara and I sat in the back of a dark blue Mercedes S-Class on route to the university. She explained that the school had a fleet of cars just li...e this one and I had constant access to a car and driver while in Kumar:"I suppose you couldn't drive wearing that thing," I teased Amara who must have been starring at me from behind her veil."No silly," she responded, putting her gloved hand on my knee. "Females are not allowed to drive in Kumar."I just laughed in response as we drove through. Wow.”“It is,” Linda gushed. “I’m going to be a grandma.”Sam blinked, staring at me. Her forehead furrowed and her head cocked.“So, I get to unwrap you?” I asked, grabbing the end of the ribbon.Sam nodded her head.Sam DaviesThere was something off about Daddy’s reaction. He was happy, I could see it in his eyes, but he wasn’t ... surprised. Did he know? How? I had only just missed my period. We hadn’t been having sex that long. I certainly wasn’t showing. I wouldn’t be showing for months.Then I. ‘Michael,’ she said as coldly as the frigid wind. He was beautiful in a way that made her catch her breath. Sinful, danger, male beauty stalked toward her. Leather clung to his lean, muscular thighs and narrow hips. The black jacket fit his broad chest like a second skin. The snow muffled the tread of his heavy boots as he stalked closer. The damp cold of winter helped to deaden his smell. But, she caught the trace essence of pine and spice, slightly sweet, wholly masculine. Melting snowflakes. . seventeen more than most men can handle,” Kei broke in with a giggle, “but if numbers are worrying you – don’t. My man has absolutely no problem handling seventeen of us, and I am not referring to sex – exclusively. Diana runs the ... harem, if that is the designation you would prefer, but it does not project the proper view of our ... arrangement. Diana is the head of our marriage under her husband, and he leaves most decisions to her unless she refuses for some reason or other. But, there.