That was three days ago since Felicia stopped by and ever since, she hasn't showed me any malevolence. I'm glad.

I kicked my feet through the water in the pool as I leaned back on my arms and stared up at the sky. It was a sunny day with scarce clouds in the sky. The sun kissed my skin, making it a light, golden hue. It felt amazing to be outside and not canned up in Drakos' penthouse.

He stood firm to his promise of taking me to one of his resorts. Right now, I was loving this atmosphere. Warm and calming. Kirk came over and sat next to me, offering a bottle of orange juice.

I lowered my head and smiled at him, taking it. I popped the can open and immediately took a huge gulp, licking my lips afterwards. "Thanks, so how's everything going with the club?" I asked, feeling a pang of sorrow knowing that I'll never dance again. I missed the club but it wouldn't be right to expose myself like that when I'm about to be a father. I must set good examples for him or her.

I'm almost two months pregnant, and so far, I've been feeling a million times better. There was no more vomitting, no nausea and my appetite was picking up. This morning I gobbled down a triple stacked burger with loaded fries and a ceasar salad on the side. I also had a vanilla frosty straight from Wendy's.

Drakos actually beamed at the increase in my appetite. He was more than eager to feed me what I wanted and what I wanted, I always got.

"You're smiling," Kirk pointed out with a smirk. "What are you thinking about?"

I continued to thread my feet through the water and stared as I awakened the waves. "I think I'm gonna like it here. This life of luxury without a care."

His smirk deepened and he took a swig of his Budlight, leaning back on his hand. "You're one spoiled brat, you know that?"

I slicked my damp hair from my face and grinned, "With all that I've been through, I deserve to be. You know I do and I'm so grateful you decided to come, I really needed you, Kirk."

He placed his hand on my shoulder with a comforting squeeze, "Asche, you know I always considered you like a younger brother to me and whatever you need, I'll always be there to provide. So do not doubt my loyalty."

"Don't you ever leave me to fend for myself again." I pouted, referring to him ignoring my cries for help back on the island.

He shrugged, taking another sip of his beer. "You deserved it."

I slapped him on the shoulder, causing him to spit out his beer. "Hey!" He said, wounded.

I stuck out my tongue at him and crossed my arms over my chest. "You're supposed to support me always."

"Um, no. Definitely not when you're behaving like a--holy mother of mounds, who is she?"

My eyes followed the direction in which he was staring and a slow, smug grin peeled on my lips as a red-head sashayed across the poolside, wearing a royal blue, two-piece bikini with a thong in her ass and a bikini top that barely contained her well rounded breasts. A long dragon tattoo ran from her neck, straight down her back, and spreading across her ass cheeks. It was fucking huge. Her ass jiggled as she swayed her hips, oozing the phrase: 'I'm sexy and I know it.'

Kirk was gaping, his eyes were glued on to her and if he wasn't careful, he just might drop that beer. His grip was loosening.

"Your jaw might fall off," I teased, as we continued to watch her lay down on one of the lazy boys.

"She's fucking hot!" He whistled, licking his lips.

I cocked my head to the side, amused. "Doesn't she look familiar to you?"

Kirk studied her closely as if he was undressing her with his eyes. "Nope, but I bet we can get familiar with each other."

I rolled my eyes and struggled not to laugh. "Kirk, that's Drakos' sister and Falcon's twin."

"What!?" He swiveled to face me, astonished.

"Yep," I nodded my head and finished off my orange juice. "And she's single." I wiggled my eyebrows.

"Urgh!" He groaned, running a hand down his face. "Of all the fine ass women, why did she have to be their sister. I can smell the sass emanating off of her."

"But you always loved a challenge," I reminded him. "So there's your challenge over there. How long has it been since your breakup? What...a year now? When last did you get some leg?"

"Asche," He sighed, his eyes still locked on Felicia longingly. "She's never going to give me a chance. She looks like she has high standards and I don't fit that criteria." He said wistfully.

I fought the urge to throttle him. This cannot be the mighty Kirk who owns a strip joint. Definitely not. Is he shying away from a female dragon-shifter?

"Kirk, I was a prostitute when Drakos met me. Now if you wanna talk about standards, let's go there so you can get my point." I deadpanned.

He finally gazed at me, frowning. "Asche, you're worth a thousand diamonds, rubies and gold."

I rolled my eyes further. His denseness was intense. "That's not what I meant, dumbo."

"Then what?" He threw his hands up.

"Never judge a book by its cover. The richest of people can adore the strangest of people and form the weirdest of couples but love each over deeper than the ocean. Think about it. If you don't take this chance, another man will. She wont bite." I urged him.

"You're right," He nodded, stealing a glance at Felicia who laid back with her sunglasses on, catching a beautiful tan.

"Indeed I am. Now, go. You have a date with destiny." I shooed him away and he reluctantly got up, looking nervous.

I offered him a smile, "I know things with Brent didn't go as planned but in life you have to take chances. I won't lead you wrong. Would you like for me to come with?"

He nodded eagerly, causing my heart to swell. Kirk's a bisexual, who was heartbroken by his ex-fiance who cheated on him about a year ago. It left Kirk in a vulnerable state, shying away from relationships and burying himself into his work, barely sparing time for a future love life. Brent's an idiot to ever hurt such a loving, tenderhearted man like Kirk. Kirk believed in helping others even if it meant leaving himself with scraps. That's just his nature. He was a softie, but he also had a side to him that others rarely see and sadly, Brent brought that out after his deception.

For Kirk to have the hots for Felicia, it must mean that this is fate and if I'm able to help him start something that could possibly blossom into great happiness, then why not?

I just hope Drakos doesn't have his head for aiming at his baby sister.