Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 28900 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 145(@200wpm)___ 116(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28900 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 145(@200wpm)___ 116(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
I jump up ignoring the throbbing pain because my heart’s hurting a hell of a lot worse. I can’t let her walk out of my life. “I didn’t use you. I swear with everything that I meant every single word I said and those I didn’t.”
“How am I supposed to believe that? You show up out of nowhere after seven weeks, missing holidays with me. I hoped you show for Valentines day, but I was wrong.”
“I’m here now. Come over here.”
“No. I don’t think that’s a good idea. I’ll still let you see the baby.”
“Let me see our baby? That’s not happening. We’re going to work this out and we’re going to get married.”
“I’m not marrying you because you knocked me up. I bet you’ve left many little Martín’s over the years.” I thrust my hands through my hair, absorbing the stinging pain because it’s better than my chest which wants to explode. I’m not leaving without her. There’s no way in hell that’s happening, but I might need reinforcements.
I stalk toward her, letting my intent be known. She backs away, her ass hitting the desk. Cupping her chin, I hold it firmly as I stare into her teary eyes. “I don’t have any other babies, but this little one.” I place my other hand on her tiny bump. “That night, when your virginity coated my cock, I gave you mine. I’d never been with a woman before. I’d waited. My life isn’t what you think it is and when I saw you I’d known from the start you and I were meant to be. It was for the best that I sent you away even though I didn’t want to.”
“Don’t tell me Blade told you to stay away and you did.” She attempts to move away.
I shake my head and then grab her hand and sit, plopping her bottom onto my lap. Even in pain, my cock throbs for her. “Ha. Your brother may be a crazy, knife-wielding asshole, but he didn’t, and I sure as fuck wouldn’t have stayed away from you no matter what he threatened me with. A lot of shit happened the morning you ran out on me.”
She dips her head and mutters as she stares at her hands. “I had to go. I wasn’t ready to explain…I thought you’d come to me if you really meant those things you said.”
I brush my hand down her perfect, soft cheek and lift her gaze to mine. “I would have. I swear on everything that I possess that I would have come. I’ve been doing my best to get here as soon as humanly possible.”
“It’s a two-hour and forty-six-minute flight.” She crosses her arms over her chest which push her fabulous breast up. I do my best to hold back the growl and lick my lips.
Chuckling, I nod, skimming my fingers over her soft flesh peeking over her top. “Yes, it is, but that morning before I woke you up...” I wink as she blushes arching her breasts to my hands. I love that she still wants me even if she’s mad.
“Don’t try to seduce me.”
“I’m not. I just can’t help myself. It’s been seven long weeks since I possessed you, tasted you, licked, sucked, ate you. Damn, I’m not supposed to be getting horny right now, but I sure as fuck am.”
“Then maybe I should get off your lap.”
“No way in hell. I’ve waited so long to hold you, but I will continue.” I rub her back as I speak. “Well, that morning my operations manager called me and then sent me images of an envelope he received just before six.”
Adjusting myself to reach into my suit jacket, I show her the pictures. One by one, she flips through them and gasps, letting them fall to the floor.
“Those are of me. Of us. Wait? There’s more, isn’t there? Unless you lied about having a wife, this shouldn’t matter. What is it? What aren’t you saying?”
“This.” I pull out the last image of the threat. “Oh my God. Was someone trying to kidnap me?” She bites her lip, letting a tear fall down her cheek. It breaks my heart to see them. I swipe it with my thumb and bring it to my lips.
“I believe that may be the case.”
“You don’t sound sure.”
Using my thumb and forefinger, I tug her bottom lip free from her teeth while rubbing her chin. “My siren, you mean so much to me, but letting you go was the hardest and smartest thing I did. There was ‘an accident’ in our suite right after you left.” I give the air quotes.
“The fire? It wasn’t an electrical fire.” Ah, so she did look it up.
“An explosive tore apart our room.”
“What?” She grabs my suit jacket, clinging to my lapels as tears fall from her eyes. “You were in there, weren’t you?” she asks, pressing her head on my shoulder with her mouth brushing my neck. God, it feels incredible to hold her, even if it’s causing her pain.