Page 18 of Mafia Wedding

"It's true that there's a genetic component to worry about, but it's just one factor among many! How you raise your child plays a huge role in what kind of man - or woman - he grows up to be—-"

"And you think I can do that? Raise a child right?"

"Absolutely!"

"Then let's do it."

"Yes, let's—-"

Wait a freaking minute.

Did I just back myself into a corner here?

I try not to panic as I search for the right words to say to him. "This is a baby we're talking about. We can't be hasty—-"

"You wanted a divorce because you thought I didn't want a child."

"I did say that, but—-"

"Or was that all a lie?"

"Yes, I mean, no, of course it's not a lie!"

Crap, crap, crap!

This guy has me so confused I don't even know if I'm arguing to stay or leave.

"If you meant everything you said, then there shouldn't be a problem—-"

Do something, B!

"But what about you?" I finally manage to strangle out. "Were you lying when you told me you never wanted a child—-"

Stelios cuts me off with just one look. "I had hoped you would know better than to suspect me of lying about such things."

And now he has me feeling guilty and confused, and I can no longer remember what point I'm supposed to make.

"I never wanted a child," my husband says quietly, "and I don't think I ever would if any other woman was to be its mother."

Oh dear Lord, no.

"But if it's you, Bailey..."

Don't listen to him, B!

"If it's with you, I know it will turn out alright."

And just like that, he's stolen my heart all over again, and the next thing I know my husband is yanking me towards him—-

Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God!!!

"Stelios, w-wait—-"

But my husband is already cupping my face, and that simple touch alone has my entire body shuddering against his.

Is this really happening?

There suddenly doesn't seem enough air inside the limo, and need of the most sinful kind has come out of nowhere to breathe fire all over my body. I know I should pull away, but oh dear Lord—-

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