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.She gave me my purpose.I was to love her, to support her, to protect her, and to make her happy.“Then never let me go, aşkım.” I hugged her, claiming her sweet mouth.Only a fool would turn away the love of a good woman, and I was no longer a fool.Dropping down on one knee, I humbled myself to her, to this curvy goddess.“Marry me, Ari.Be my wife and have my babies.I swear never to hide the truth from you again.I will always protect you.I will do everything to make you smile every day of our forever.I want to love you beyond a hundred years if you will let me.”I was a strong stubborn man.Nothing had broken me yet.I had killed men before, I had been shot at before, and neither had humbled me the way she did.She brought me to my knees.I wanted her more than I wanted to avenge my family’s deaths.I wanted her more than I wanted revenge.I wanted her more than I wanted air.The moment she spoke to me, she became my purpose, my reason, my every thing.I lived this life for her.Not for the C.I.A., not for Jorin, not for retribution against any international criminals, not for the citizens of this nation and others.I did what I did for her, and no one else.And, no matter her answer, that would never change.Chapter TenTwo Years Ago …Aeren“It’s my turn to pick the movie,” I reminded Ram.He chuckled, coming to sit beside me on the sofa.“Yes, yes.What torture must I endure tonight?”My jaw slackened in feigned offense.I harrumphed, shoving my nose into the air.“Just for that, I’m making you watch ‘What to Expect When You’re Expecting’.I had planned on watching it while you were out tomorrow, but now, that will be your punishment.” I poked his chest with my pointer finger.He leaned in closer, draping an arm over the back of the sofa behind me.“Spending time with you could never be a punishment.” His eyes flickered with something akin to fire, passion.His gaze assured me he spoke the truth, or what he believed to be the truth.I merely stared into his fiery depths.I could look at him for hours.His dark olive skin contrasted beautifully against his midnight brown hair.His five o’clock shadow seemed to frame his rose lips, lips that always looked kissable.I fidgeted as heat surged through me, gathering at my apex.His energy, his warmth, seemed to surround me, to swaddle me and encourage the flames he’s innocently ignited.Noting my flush probably, he stood and moved towards the entertainment center.“Where is this movie of torture?”I expelled a quiet breath, struggling to re-direct my body and mind.“Um, on the kitchen counter, I think.” I chanced a look at him.Dressed casually in grey sweats, hiked up at the bottom over his muscular calves, and a white t-shirt that was sheerer on him thanks to his darker complexion, his athletic figure was obscured and showcased at once.The man was sexy no matter what he wore, but like this was my preference.I knew so long as he was dressed for lounging that he wasn’t leaving yet.Yet.I watched him disappear into the kitchen, returning a few seconds later with the movie.He was studying the cover with interest, but he gave no hints as to his thoughts on it.I indulgently took him in as he bent and popped the disc into the DVD player.With the movie case and remote in hand, he returned to my side.He pulled me against him and leveled the movie cover, depicting several pregnant actresses, before us.“This will be you with my baby one day.”My heart skipped a beat.This was the first time Ram had spoken of a future together.I fought against my excitement, not wanting to appear overeager.I wanted Ram, but I’d never broadcasted it to him.Angling to look at him, I narrowed my gaze and pursed my lips, semi-challengingly.“You do realize you have to sleep with a woman to get her pregnant, right?”Humor lit his eyes as he cracked a smile.“Yes, aşkım.It works the same in my country as it does in yours.”“Uh huh.” I faced forward again, relaxing against him once more.My mind was whirling.Elation and trepidation battled within me.“I guess I could give you one baby,” I conceded.“Three.”I spun on him, my mouth ajar.“Three? What happened to one?”“Two boys and a girl.” He spoke matter of factly, confident in the Universe’s plans.His eyes twinkled and a pleasant, happy expression lifted his features.“I hate to burst your bubble, but it doesn’t work like that.If everyone got to choose what they had, the population would be very unbalanced in some countries.Plus, again, we have to have sex for you to knock me up [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]