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“You’re never going to flirt with another man. You’re never going to look at another man in a way I don’t like. Everything you are, Sophia, is mine. I could throw you on this desk and take your needy virgin slit for the rest of the day if I wanted to. The only reason I’m not is because I want your first time to mean something. I want you to be ready.”
Her eyes widen and she tilts her head at me.
“Is this a trick?” she murmurs.
“A trick?” I snap. “What the fuck are you talking about?”
“It’s a simple question,” she shoots back, admirable fierceness shimmering in her voice. “You know how crazy that all sounds, right? We only met yesterday. Well, sure, you’ve known me since I was a little girl. But I’m assuming you never looked at me like that back then.”
I shake my head quickly.
“Of course not,” I say. “No offense, my little dreamer, but you were invisible to me until yesterday. But that doesn’t matter. I know it. I feel it in my damn bones. You’re going to give me children, Sophia. You’re going to give me a family. You’re going to do any damn thing I want. And I’m going to make all your dreams come true. So get used to it.”
Chapter Nine
Sophia
He’s getting that look again, his eyes brimming with fire, his lips twisted into a savage smirk. His muscles seem to throb against the steel-colored fabric of his suit, his open shirt collar revealing the ridged surface of the top of his pecs.
Every part of him is tense and ready to erupt.
“Children?” I murmur.
An ember of hope flickers to life inside of me, smoldering, begging to be coaxed and awakened to a deeper burning.
I want to believe, and yet all of this is spinning me around and around like a mad fever dream, and any second I just know I’m going to wake up.
Solomon Sky, the man I’ve crushed on since I was a kid – the man I used to dream about having babies with – wants to fulfill my wildest fantasies?
“Did I stutter?” he grins wolfishly, moving even closer so I can smell his cologne and his primal just-Solomon scent. “When I saw you yesterday, I knew I had to put a baby in you. Your body is perfect for it. You’re perfect for it. I can’t explain it, not with reason. All I know is it feels—”
“Right,” I murmur. “It feels like destiny. I know the D-word sounds really cheesy, but—”
“No,” he growls, raising his hand and touching my face softly.
I turn toward his touch, savoring the feeling of him, tingles dancing across my cheeks and down my throat, spreading to my nipples where they buzz and hum.
“Or yeah, maybe it does,” he says. “But I don’t care how it sounds. I just care that it’s true. Tell me you feel the same. Tell me you want to be the mother of my children.”
I reach up and lay my hand atop his, feeling the ridged surface of his knuckles, moving my hand up to his arm until I’m holding his shoulder. I squeeze onto the solid mass of his muscles, captivated with the strength of him.
He’ll always protect me—us, our children, our family.
“I want it,” I whisper, but then I turn away and stride over to the window.
“Sophia?”
I stare down at the city, glittering in the afternoon sunlight.
“What’s wrong?”
I wheel on him, throwing my hands up.
“You know what’s wrong,” I cry. “You can’t just say all of that, Solomon. You can’t fulfill my …”
I trail off, biting my lip, stopping myself from revealing the truth I’ve always kept private.
I’ve never told anyone, not even Mom, about the secret crush I’ve had on Solomon for years.
He walks over to me, seeming to get bigger and more possessive the closer he gets. When he’s standing over me, I feel so small, so safe, like he’s a bear and any second he’ll wrap his paws around me and pull me close.
I ache to fall against his rock hard body, to squeeze onto his muscles and just relax into the moment.
“Fulfill your what?” he says, a smirk touching his lips.
“Nothing,” I reply.
“Oh, my little dreamer,” he chuckles. “Do you really think you can lie to me? Tell me the truth.”
I sigh and avert my gaze, a blush spreading over my cheeks and making my whole face hot.
My eyes move over the workout station in the corner, the conference table, the tropical-looking plants dotted here and there.
This office is bigger than most apartments, easily.
He started with nothing and he worked his ass off to get here.
He’s the sort of man that would always protect and cherish our family.
“Sophia,” he snaps. “Tell me what you were going to say.”
“Just that I’ve had a crush on you forever,” I snap in return, feisty rage shivering in my words. “Ever since I can remember, I’ve had a crush on you. It was just a silly little-girl fantasy. That’s all. But now you’re telling me it can be real. We can be real.”
