Page 116 of Sinful Lies

I cross the distance between us until my hands are resting on her waist.

“I guess I’ve not done a very good job of showing you how I feel because in case you hadn’t noticed, I’m so fucking in love with you it feels like my chest is going to explode every time you look at me.”

Zara blinks at me. “You are?”

Her eyes well with tears as she gazes up at me.

“You’re all I think about, Zara. You’re all Iwant.”

“But the baby…”

“I’m in Zara. I’m all in?—”

She reaches up on her toes and crashes her lips against mine.

“I love you too,” she whispers against my lips.

“Dr. Waite isready for you, Mr. and Mrs. Koslov.”

Zara glances over at me with worry in her eyes.

I squeeze Zara’s hand and offer her a reassuring smile.

“Let’s go and see our baby.” I bend down to press a kiss to the tip of her nose.

Her face breaks out into a smile, and my chest swells at the sight.

This woman loves me.

I can’t stop the smile that spreads across my face as Iclutch Zara’s hand, knowing that she’s mine, and I’m all hers.

Zara assured me that Dr. Waite is reputable. He’s the same doctor who took care of Bianca when she was pregnant, so if my ridiculously overprotective brother trusts him with his wife and child, then I can do the same.

I keep my hand on the small of Zara’s back as we’re led down the corridor toward the examination room. I can’t believe that in a few minutes I’m going to see my baby. It feels so surreal.

A few months ago, I was still sleeping around, trying my best to fill a void that turned out could only be filled by her.

She’s everything I didn’t know I needed and more.

Once Zara has changed into the paper gown, I help her get settled in the chair, my hand never letting go of hers.

Dr. Waite appears a few moments later, a warm smile on his heavily lined face. “Are we ready to see your baby?”

Glancing down at Zara, I smile and squeeze her hand, and her face lights up. “We sure are.”

Dr. Waite gets to work readying the ultrasound probe, and I have to hold back a laugh at the look on Zara’s face. She looks horrified.

The doctor smiles at her. “Relax for me, Zara.”

She looks up at me again, and I bend down to kiss her on the tip of her nose.

“You can do this,sladkaya.”

Her body relaxes.

I keep my eyes on Zara the entire time, watching her face for any sign of pain or discomfort as Dr. Waite inserts the probe.

Neither of us seems to take a breath as the room falls silent.

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