Page 143 of Mr. Monroe


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“I’m not?” I answered, confused.

“No,” she said. “And it’s only because we have mutual friends who all agree that you’re not a narcissistic asshole. I understand now why you did it, and I know it wasn’t only to meet your needs. You wanted to help us. You went out of your way for my brother, and I knew nothing about it. Your care and concern for him, knowing you weren’t going to gain anything from it, was the thing I needed to see. You’re a selfless man. Your ego just has a smaller brain than your dick.”

I coughed out a laugh, “What?”

“You heard what I said.”

“Listen, I know I deserve every insult in the world from you, but I do hope you won’t bury the blade up to the handle while stabbing—”

“Let’s kill the dramatic analogies. I am jetlagged and irritable. I’ve had a lot of time to think about this, and if I thought you did those things out of selfishness, I would never forgive you, but I know your heart was in the right place. However, I will warn you, if you do some shady shit like that ever again, I will cut your balls and dick off as promised.”

I sighed, “Are you letting me off this easy?”

The smile on her face scared the shit out of me. I had no idea what was hiding in her gorgeous mind and behind the beautiful blue eyes that I hadn’t seen in too long. It was almost as if she were about to get the best revenge in the world at the best time possible.

“What the hell is that look?” I questioned.

“Oh, Spencer. I have no plans to let you off easy.”

“I see that,” I said very cautiously. “Can I ask what my punishment will be?”

Her eyes narrowed, and I felt like I was about to get leveled.

“Depends on whether you see it as punishment or not?”

“Nat, you’re either fucking with me or—”

“I’m pregnant with your child.”

I had no idea what my expression was. I felt frozen, trying to process this news while fireworks went off inside me.

Holy shit! We’re going to have a baby?

“If you don’t say something, I’m going to kick you in the balls,” Nat said, cutting through the silence.

“Okay,” I answered, fumbling for the right words. “Right. Okay.”

“Spencer,” Nat said, standing up and taking my hands into hers, “you won’t be responsible for the baby in the way you might think I would hold you accountable. Jim has offered me the most amazing opportunity to open a luxury real estate firm, and I can bring over all my existing clients. I’m not after your money. I just want you to know.”

I let her say all that while I stood there staring at her, not listening to everything she said or giving two fucks about money. I was just trying to process how beautiful she was to me after saying she was having my child.

“I didn’t believe I could love you more than I already did,” I said, running my knuckles over the softness of her cheeks. “But here I am at a loss for words to describe how beautiful and amazing you are to me. I have no words because I honestly can’t think of anything to say?”

She smiled, and my heart skipped a beat when her eyes closed, and she exhaled in reaction to my thumb grazing over her bottom lip with a will of its own.

“I think this reaction is perfect,” she answered. “I’ve missed you.”

I couldn’t believe this was suddenly where we were.

“I can’t believe I just said that. I mean,” Nat rose and jerked away as if I’d electrocuted her and covered her mouth. “I mean, I’ve missed you, but there’s still a lot to prove, you know?”

I grinned at her usual feistiness. “Oh, I know,” I answered, thankful my confidence returned. “And I’ll prove it.” I stepped toward her, reaching for her hand and bringing her wrist to my lips. “Slowly,” I said, pressing my lips into the fragrance I’d desperately missed so much about her, “and with a smooth intensity that smolders, melting you from the inside out.” Her breathing picked up, “It’ll leave you lightheaded, holding tightly to me and begging to trust me with more.”

“I should tell you,” she said, her breath ragged, “I already asked the doctor if carrying the baby will hinder my sex life.”

“Hopefully, your sex life with a vibrator since I know I wasn’t in the picture when you asked that of the doctor.”

“Of course, and no, I’ve been with no other men since you crushed me. I believe I am bound to you by some witch’s curse or something because I tried to get over you for doing this shit to me, and all that did was make it worse.”

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