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I gulp. “Was that not clear?” He smirks and I cover my face with my hands. “I’m sorry,” I say into my palms just before I drop them. “Yes, I am willing to sign your new contract.”
He doesn’t say a word. Instead, he grabs a folder from his desk and hands it to me.
I let out a low whistle. “You had that one locked and loaded.”
“I’ve had time to think about this.”
“Sure, but I just hit you with a lot of new information. You sure you’re willing to sign up for the drama?”
He still doesn’t so much as blink. “I want to have an heir with someone I like and respect. If drama is part of the deal, then so be it.”
“You like and respect me?” I mumble stupidly.
He rolls his eyes. “Just take the damn contract, Emma.”
A bubble of laughter escapes me. This feels soweird.Surreal, almost. No, not almost—itissurreal. It is completely, certifiably crazy.
But it also feels like the right thing to do.
I take the contract and hold it to my chest. “I’ll have it back on your desk by this evening.”
Talk about déjà vu.
“Actually,” he says suddenly, “I have one more tweak I want to make before I let you take it. I’ll have Kirill deliver it to you in an hour or so. You can return it to me tonight—at the penthouse.”
“Tonight’s not our usual night.”
“No,” he agrees in a smooth, suggestive baritone rumble, “it’s not.”
I pass the contract back to him, feeling my cheeks heat up. “Okay then.”
Our eyes meet and I try to suppress the shiver that threatens to run down my spine. I’d expected fear. Wariness. Nervousness, at the very least.
But all I feel is excitement.
Rae, Caroline, and Josh are going to be safe.
Ben is going to be shoved out of the picture.
Ruslan and I are going to have a baby.
56
RUSLAN
I have an off-site meeting in the evening, so Emma’s already at the penthouse when I walk in.
The amended contract is sitting open on the dining room table and she is pacing barefoot between the windows and the bar. The first thing I notice is how beautiful she looks with her hair down. The second thing I notice is the pen sitting next to the open contract.
So she hasn’t actually signed it yet.
She stops short when she sees me. “You don’t have to do this.”
“Some context would be nice,” I reply, even though I have a pretty good idea I know what she’s talking about.
She points at the open page of the contract. “I read through the amended section. Youdo nothave to take care of all my legal bills. What you already offered is enough.”
“I know that. I want to.”
