“Diversion much?”She tries not to laugh.
We both grin at one another.
“Are we in love?”I ask her, twisting her around so we’re totally facing one another.“I don’t know if I know what love is?”
Courtney bunches her lips and nods.“Same.My parents were addicts; Adam was controlling and not the man I thought he was.So, what is this?We accidentally got pregnant.I don’t know if that’s the road to a happy marriage.”
“Or,” and I can’t fucking believe I’m saying this out loud.“It could be fate.”
“You said, and I quoteI’m not the man you marry next.I don’t want to be a father...my wealth is locked up so tight not even the government can touch it.”
Ah, yeah, I did say that, and it deserves an honest explanation.
“Yeah, well, I had a friend in college marry a woman who we think killed him for his billions.”I shake my head.“Sandy, the obsidian snake.”
“Obsidian like your company name?”Court asks.
“Yeah, all of us have used the name in honor of Jack so we don’t forget.One day we will prove she was guilty of his death.”
I’ve gone off track here and I can see her confusion.
“My point is, I never trusted marriage or love or women from that point on, and my parents are so intellectual I don’t think I’ve ever even seen them hug.”
“Better than arguing and hitting one another.”Courtney shakes her head.
“Is it?”I study her face.
“I don’t know.Both are horrible.Would we do those things to our child?”Courtney asks.“Because I want it to have a happy, loving home.I want that for me.”
If I thought I didn’t love her before, I realize I’m falling madly in love with her now.
“Court, we aren’t broken people.We’d never hurt our kid.Are we perfect humans?No.This week I’ve barely been able to focus, not having you in my arms.Yes, I needed to know if you were pregnant, but that was only half of it.Having you in my arms feels like the earth’s axis righted itself.”
“Since when did you get romantic?”She smiles.
“The moment my cock slid inside you.”
“Less romantic.”
“I’ll work on it.”I lean in, almost kissing her.“We can wait if you want, and we’ll probably need to work out the timing due to the ethics issue, but I want to marry you.”
“For me or our little bean?”she places her hands on my face.“Because we can do this as single parents.”
I place a hand over hers.“Tell me you don’t feel the same way.”
She doesn’t.
“Marry me,” I say.
A smile breaks out on her face, water pooling in her eyes.
“Is that a yes?”
“I’m not divorced yet, silly.”She tries to giggle but the tears win.
“If that’s all it takes, you leave it to me.By Monday you’ll have your divorce.”I grin against her lips.“I’m theshark,sweetheart.Now, let’s go to bed and see if we can make them twins.”
“That’s not how it works.”More giggling.
