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She shivers, smiling. “Say that again.”
“Children.” I lean closer. “A marriage…”
We lose ourselves kissing, and Layla says, “Are you sure that will be enough? Just because we think the impossible is possible doesn’t mean they will.”
“It doesn’t matter.”
“Doesn’t… matter?”
“It does,” I snap, “on one level, but I know I can’t let you go. Twenty armed men could crash through the door, determined to take you, and I’d kill and die before I let that happen. You’re mine, Layla.Mine.”
A strange mixture of shock and affection crosses her face. “I’m not arguing with that.”
“Forever,” I tell her.
She nods. “Forever, Miles. I mean it.”
“Good. Then, whatever happens, we’ll have each other.”
She stands again, pulling her hand away. “Even if Mom and Noah hate us for it? Are you prepared to do that? Choose me over your little brother?”
“It’s not achoice.” I stand, too, and walk right up to her. “I didn’t choose to feel this way. I didn’t choose to kiss you at the wedding. This is destiny, Layla.”
“Do you really believe in that?”
“I didn’t before I met you, but now everything’s changed.You’vechanged everything.”
She places her hand on my chest. “Your heart is beating like crazy.”
“It’s beating for you.”
I pull her into my embrace again. We kiss like addicts because it’s what we are—addicted to each other. When I start to get really savage, and I can’t help myself, she pushes against me, leaning back and shaking her head. There’s fear in her eyes. It makes me want to find the source, beat them to a pulp, and scare the hell out of them like those jerks at the restaurant, but I can’t. The fear comes from the pain of keeping this a secret.
“We have to be good until we tell them,” she murmurs.
“So, we’re back to that game?” I tease.
She smiles, but it falters a moment later. “I don’t like it any more than you do, but what if we’re able to do it? It’s everything we want, and then they say no?”
“There’s nowhat if,” I growl, tucking strands of wild hair behind her ear. “You belong to me. Your perfect body is going to open forme.”
She whimpers softly, the tone seeming suggestive, causing my body to swell with hunger, the fierce desire to take her right now, to ignore her doubts, ignoremine, and hammer her body until she’s overflowing with my seed.
“Okay,” she says, “but still…”
Thensheleans in for a kiss. I feel her lips shaping into a smile as we join them together, fusing in an explosion of desire. Finally, she pushes against my chest and leans away.
“I’m sorry,” she says.
“I’ve told you a million times about that word. This is something you never have to apologize for.”
“But I’m getting you all excited, and I can’t. Not until…”
“I get it. When Layla?”
She stands, wrapping her arms around herself, shivering softly. “Soon. Later, when they get home, or maybe tomorrow.”
“The longer we delay—”
