you’ve been feeling tired often, that is why. Taking a prenatal vitamin will help with that.”
Ivan’s eyes pierce mine, and he doesn’t even look over at the nurse when he speaks. “Can you please leave us for a little while?”
“Of course,” she murmurs and walks out of the room, closing the door behind her. Once we’re left alone, I start to shake, afraid of what Ivan is going to say, of what we’re going to do.
“Why are you shaking, Kitten?”
“I-I don’t know what you are going to say to me next. I’m scared you not going to want this… want me with a baby.”
He tips my chin up to look at him. “Do you really think that I’m going to make you get rid of our baby?”
My heart bursts inside my chest when I hear him say our. “You mean you don’t want me to get an abortion?” I hate the way my voice sounds, like I’m afraid or something.
Ivan gives me a sour look. “Fuck, no. When I sunk deep inside you without a condom, I knew the consequences.”
“Then… then that means we’re going to have a baby…” My voice shakes, and Ivan smirks at me, happiness twinkling in his gray eyes.
“It sure does, Kitten. We’re going to have babies.”
“Babies?” I ask, confused, as he leans down, bringing his lips to mine. I release his hand and grip onto his shirt, wanting him, no needing him closer.
He grins. “Yes, I want you to be swollen with my babies... not one, not even two... I want us to have a full fucking house, Kitten.”
I swallow around the ball of excitement and fear forming in my throat. “You want to stay with me? After everything that happened?”
Ivan doesn’t answer me, he merely pulls me into his chest, kissing me with a passion, with a need that is unyielding. Our lips fit together like two puzzle pieces, and I mold into him, wanting to crawl deep inside of him. He pulls away just a little, our faces still so close than our noses are touching.
“I could ask you the same. Do you still want me after everything?”
“Always!” I lean into him again, continuing to kiss him like I can’t get enough of him.
He breaks the kiss a moment later, and I suck in a greedy breath, my insides shaky, my body reacting to him in the only way it knows how, with pure unbridled need. He brushes a few strands of hair from my face and cups me by the cheek, his thumb caressing my flesh, making me lean into his touch.
“We had a fight, Violet, and people say stuff they don’t mean when they fight. We’ll have many fights in this life, but that doesn’t mean I’m ever letting you go. You’re mine forever... for-fucking-ever. Nothing you ever say to me will make me walk away from you. Understand?”
I feel myself nodding without even thinking, because I know he’s telling the truth. No matter what, Ivan will be mine and I will be his. We’ve fought through the darkness together and found light on the other side. “I love you,” I whisper, nuzzling into his hand.
“I love you, too, Kitten. Now are you ready for me to tell you about your sister?”
“Yes!” Fear and excitement zing through me. I can’t imagine what she’s been through trying to find me. The fear she’s felt well wondering if I’m still alive.
“She’s alive. I don’t know if she’s doing okay or not. I didn’t get those details but from the sounds of it, she’s fine. She’s been looking for you and showed up at the auction with the intent to find you.” Shame fills Ivan’s features. “I should have believed you, and I’m sorry for that. I will never second guess you again.”
“Don’t. Will you hold me?” I ask, and he nods, picking me up off the bed, taking me into his arms and taking the spot I was just sitting in on the bed. The bed squeaks underneath his weight, and I hold in a bubble of laughter.
“What else?” I ask, burrowing into his chest, the sound of his heartbeat beneath my ear.
“The man that your sister is with is one of Rossi’s sons…” My body stiffens and Ivan runs a hand down my back, soothing the tension out of my muscles. “She’s okay, Kitten, or at least from what I can tell. Rossi has two sons. Both of them have their own illegal businesses but neither one works with or even talks