I see the way in which she watches Money develop up. Proud, however with a bit ache like she may cry.
Bending, I press my lips to her brow.
“You desire a child, redbird, let’s have one,” I inform her.
Her eyes gentle up. “Actually?”
“Actually.”
She bites her lip after which she smiles. It’s breathtaking and I’m misplaced in it.
“When?” she asks eagerly.
“Anytime.”
She laughs, like she’s excited and nervous abruptly. Her lashes glitter moist. I hint the palm of my hand down between her breasts and relaxation it on her decrease stomach. Earlier than Money was born, I put that little wood foal on her abdomen and dreamed of what our lives could possibly be with a baby in them.
Now I understand how good it’s. Typically it’s arduous, however, God, it’s so fucking good.
“What would you like?” she asks.
“Hmm, lady this time,” I say. “However no matter it’s, that’s positive.”
She nods. “I’d like a bit lady.”
I’m wondering what a daughter of mine could be like. Money is a carbon copy of me and I understand how to handle that. I’ll increase him to work the ranch and he’ll match into my world like a puzzle piece. However I do know being a girl is more durable, it’s extra harmful. Keira is proof of that.
The notion that my daughter may endure sparks an unpleasant rage in me. If she’s like Keira, she’ll be too candy for this world.
For tonight, I tamp my worries down. First we’ll have pleasure, then we are able to navigate the rougher waters.
So I flip my thoughts off and kiss her as a result of the world is quiet tonight.
CHAPTER THREE
KEIRA
A part of me knew he’d be blissful to start out attempting once more. However when he says sure straight away, I can’t maintain the tears again. One slips into my hair. His thumb comes up and brushes it away.
“Are you content?” he asks.
I simply nod.
“Good,” he says. “That’s all I need, redbird.”
At first, it was arduous for me to consider that was actually all he wished. I spent a lot time with my first husband who didn’t care what I wanted. It frightened me at first that Gerard was prepared and prepared to provide me something. It took me a very long time to comprehend his kindness isn’t a lure. Or a trick so he can damage me, the way in which it was with Clint.
However outdated habits die arduous. Even now, it makes my head spin that there’s no cruelty hidden below his actions.
When he says he loves me, he means it.
When he does one thing for me, there’s no catch.
I clear my throat. “Kiss me once more,” I encourage.
He does, giving me a style of his tongue earlier than pulling again. His mouth is agency and heat on my neck as he kisses right down to my collarbone. I really feel the comb of his palm over my breast. Then he tugs and funky air washes over my proper breast and nipple, tightening it.
My eyes flutter shut. The cool air is changed by his sizzling mouth.
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