Page 317 of By His Vow
“Baby,” he warns.
“I had no idea how you felt, King,” I say, sitting up to put a little space between us so I can think properly.
He slips from my body as I move to sit beside him, and I instantly mourn the loss of him.
“Hell, I had no idea how I felt. Everything was spinning out of control. My feelings for you were big and scary and…” I draw in a deep breath, trying not to fall apart all over again. “Everything was such a mess. I just needed…I needed to breathe. I needed space. I needed?—”
My words are cut off as he suddenly sits up and kisses me.
His hand wraps around the back of my neck and the second his tongue licks mine, my tears fall faster.
All my fears are instantly washed away, replaced by relief.
He’s okay with this. Everything is going to be okay.
Time ceases to exist as he kisses me, but the second the warmth of his palm comes to a stop on my stomach, the sob that rips from my throat brings it to a swift end.
“Hey, it’s okay.”
“King, I’m pregnant,” I repeat. “We’re going to have a baby.”
He studies me for a beat before the most incredible smile pulls at his lips.
“There isn’t anyone else in the world I’d want to do that with, baby.”
“B-but it’s so fast. We’re not even really married, we?—”
“We are really married,” he argues, holding up his hand to show me his ring.
“No, I know it’s real. I just mean, we didn’t do it because we wanted to. We?—”
“Didn’t we?” he asks. “There was no point in any of this when I didn’t want to marry you, Tatum.”
“But you hated me.”
He chuckles. “Maybe. But I also knew that there was something very right about this. You felt it too; that’s why you didn’t fight harder.”
I smirk. “I just wanted this place.”
“Nice try, baby. But we both know you wanted my dick.”
I swat his shoulder. “Be serious, King. This is?—”
“How it’s meant to be?”
“But a baby. That’s?—”
“Fucking incredible.”
I sigh, shaking my head. “You’re insufferable.”
“That’s why you love me,” he quips.
“It’s going to change everything. Your apartment?—”
“Our apartment,” he corrects.
“It’s going to be full of baby stuff, and we’ll be up all night. There will be diapers, and bottles, and poo. Lots of poo.”