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“What I want? You’re already giving me what I want.”
“I don’t mean sex.”
“I didn’t mean sex either.”
“I meant I can never have a long-term relationship with you because I can’t give Skye a brother or a sister.”
“A brother or sister?” His eyes cloud with confusion for a few seconds before he blinks and pity fills his gaze.
I stab his chest. “Don’t you dare pity me.”
“I can feel bad for you without feeling pity.”
Whatever. “And now you know why we can never have a long-term relationship.”
I start to crawl out of the bed but his arms wrap around me to trap me.
“I’m sorry you can’t have children, but it doesn’t factor into my decision.”
“But I’m damaged goods. No one wants damaged goods.”
“Who told you this bullshit?” He narrows his eyes. “Let me guess. Priscilla, the step-witch.”
“She’s not wrong,” I whisper.
He pinches my chin and forces me to meet his gaze. “Yes, she is. Any man who would let the woman he cares for go because she can’t bear his children is no man. If our relationship continues and we decide we want to grow this family, we have options.”
“But—”
“No. I’m not listening to the woman I care about tear herself down anymore. You hear me?”
I open my mouth but no words come out.Care about?Does he seriously care about me? Love Hill – the homewrecker?
You’re not a homewrecker anymore.
“You hear me,” he mumbles before his lips crash down on mine and I forget all about all the reasons why this is a bad idea.
The biggest one being he’s going to break my heart and I’ll never recover.
He presses his hard length into my stomach and I realize I don’t care. I’m going to grab hold of every single moment with him I can. I’ll worry about the future when it happens and not before.
Chapter 30
How hard can it be? ~ Famous last words of Damon Bragg
Love Hill
The door slams open. “Daddy, Nanny Love!”
I rush to the entrance to catch Skye before she can run around the house in her dirty boots.
“Good morning. Did you have fun at Sage’s house?”
“It was awesome!” Her entire body lights up with her answer. “We made ‘smores in the fireplace. I dropped my first marshmallow but then Grandma Sage showed me how to put the marshmallow on the stick and then I didn’t drop any more. Except one more. And then we drank hot chocolate and played with her dolls. Grandma Sage has lots of dolls. She even has a dollhouse. It’s not as good as mine. But it’s nice.”
“Whoa. Slow down there, squirt,” Damon says as he joins us.
“Daddy!” Skye launches herself at him. I can’t help but sigh at how cute they are.
