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“It took my brother from me. I could never risk it taking a child. Also, it stops with me. This disease will not make it to the next generation of my family.”

“No cousins who have it?”

“Only one, and he took the same permanent measures, having a vasectomy.”

“You are both very courageous.”

“I didn’t feel courageous at twenty-one. I felt desperate.” She’d still been grieving the loss of her brother.

He rubbed her back, the touch consoling and yet...enticing too.

So much about Dima and her feelings for him were like that. Complicated.

“So you cannot get pregnant by conventional means.”

“Iwill notget pregnant by any means.”

“That is your choice.”

She relaxed against him. “Yes.”

“And this is why you believe we have no future.”

“The main reason, but there are others.”

“I am a prince.”

“That is one of them.”

“What are the others?” he asked, not sounding particularly stressed by her revelations.

So he hadn’t been thinking of a future with her. Not really.

But Dima, being Dima, wanted to know everything.

“You’re younger than me.”

“Five years at our ages hardly matters. Both my brothers have a bigger age gap with their wives.”

“It’s not the same.”

“In what way?”

“Everyone accepts that kind of thing when the man is older.”

His laughter shocked her.

She sat up in offense. “What’s so funny?”

“I never thought I would live to see the day that a die-hard feminist like yourself would make a statement like that.”

“I didn’t say I felt that way.”

“Then what does it matter what others think?”

“The tabloids are going to have a field day with us as it is. Can you imagine if we got engaged?”

“I do not live my life by what the tabloids decide to print about me.”

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