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“No, we had a fight about it, and I don’t want another one with you. I’m just asking a question.”
“I don’t know how many times I can tell you the same thing. I am not a good man.”
“But if I think you are, then isn’t that up to me? Can’t you be a good man who does bad things sometimes?”
I kiss the top of her forehead. “One day, I’ll disappoint you, kitten. You will see the kinds of things I am capable of, because it’s who I am and I can’t hide that part of my life from you forever. And while I can handle you mad and disappointed, I don’t want you to be afraid of me. I need for you to know the kind of man I really am so that you don’t run when I do something so bad you’re going to hate for me it.”
“Would you ever hurt me?”
I frown at her. That’s a complex question.
“I mean, physically or intentionally.”
“No.”
“Would you hurt our child?”
“Of course not.”
“Will you ever cheat on me?” she whispers.
“Never.”
“Then I could never hate you,” she breathes. “And I’m going to keep believing you’re a good man no matter what you say.”
I shake my head in frustration. “You are the most stubborn person I have ever met.”
“Well, I kind of have to be being married to you. If I didn’t have my stubborn streak, you would walk all over me, Dante Moretti,” she retorts.
“I do love my feisty little kitten.”
“I love you too.”
“If you’re insistent on this good man thing, how about a compromise?”
“Okay?” She looks up at me, her eyes full of trust and love that I don’t deserve, and it only makes me want to fuck her again.
“I’ll do my best to be a good husband and a good father, because if I can be those things, then I don’t care about anything else. But don’t ask me to always be a good man. Okay?”
“And a good brother?” she adds.
“You always have to push it, don’t you?”
“But you’re already a good brother.”
“Fine, and a good brother. So, do we have a deal?”
“We have a deal, demon.” She yawns softly, nestling her cheek into the crook of my shoulder.
Chapter49
Dante
The sound of my cell phone vibrating on the night stand rouses me from sleep, and I groan inwardly as I untangle myself from Kat’s warmth to answer the damn thing. I swear if it’s not an emergency, then whoever is on the other end of that line is going to lose a hand.
Kat murmurs sleepily as I roll away from her and sit on the edge of the bed. When I see Maximo’s name flashing on the screen, my heart sinks, because he wouldn’t call and disturb my lie in for nothing.
“Hey,” I answer the call.
