Page 52 of The Nanny's Bossy Billionaire

“So you’re telling me the idea of having a baby doesn’t put you off?”

“Not in the slightest, babe. I know I lashed out and walked out on you when you needed me. I can’t tell you how awful I feel about that. And I made myself stay away because I never want to hurt you the way I did again.”

I take a few breaths. “I think I was more hurt that you shut me out.”

“I’m so sorry. That will never happen again. I promise.”

“Brooke, please,” he says when I remain silent.

“I forgive you, Xavier,” I say finally in a small voice, “and I love you too. I can’t stop.”

Xavier exhales a sigh of relief. “Brooke. I want you in my life. Always. Forever.”

“What are you saying?” I whirl to face him, and he’s on one knee.

My heart does cartwheels behind my ribcage. I can’t breathe. My leaden feet move toward him.Is this really happening?

“Marry me, Brooklyn Sofia Lewis.”

Oh God, I don’t know his middle name. What if it’s ridiculous?

“What’s your middle name?” That seems like the most important deciding factor.

“Dominic.”

I release the breath I was holding in a rush. “Not bad,” I say. “Sexy actually.” I try it out. “Dominic.” It rolls off my tongue nicely.

I try it again. “Dominic. Now that’s a strong name. It suits you,” I say. “I like Dominic, maybe even more than Xavier and—”

“Brooke?” A worried frown appears between his brows.

“Hmm?”

He makes a sweeping motion to indicate he’s still on his knee and waiting for an answer.

“Ah, yes.”

“Yes, as in—?”

“Yes, Xavier, I’ll marry you.”

He catches me in his arms and twirls me around. I allow the joy inside me to bubble over and laugh out loud. He sets me on my feet and brings out something from his back pocket. My breath stops when I see it. It’s a beautiful pink solitaire diamond with a platinum band.

“Oh, wow.” I gasp.

“Do you like it? I had to guess what you might like.”

“It’s so beautiful, Xavier. I love it.”

“Good, because it’s yours. Permanently.” He holds out his hand for mine and then slips it on my finger.

“So, therapy, work, ring shopping. You’ve been a busy boy, Xavier,” I tease.

He laughs. “Mostly I’ve just missed you madly.” He takes my lips in a hard kiss. Whoa. Talk about sensory overload after having been deprived of his taste and smell for two weeks. And he’s not easing into it at all. It’s a devouring kiss, his tongue spearing into my mouth to mate with mine. He’s ravenous. My hands slide into his hair and I pull, just the way he loves it.

“Hello, wife.”

“Slow down, we just got engaged.” I smile.

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