Page 183 of Desperate Actions

“Aella,” his voice drops, low and dangerous. “Are you saying?—?”

I nod, tears blurring my vision, my lips trembling as I whisper the words that will change everything.

“We’re going to have a baby.”

His grip on my shoulders tightens, his chest rising and falling in sharp, uneven breaths.

“Really?” His voice is softer now, but his eyes shine—bright, wild, completely unhinged with emotion. “You’re serious?”

I nod again, smiling through my tears.

That’s when he breaks.

Sammy clutches me to him, his entire massive body shaking as he buries his face in my neck.

“Goddamn it, Aella,” he rasps, voice breaking. “You are so good. So fucking perfect. My wife. Mother of my baby. My whole goddamn life. I love you.”

I can’t stop crying now.

I press my hands against his gorgeous, strong face, my thumbs brushing over the wetness in his eyes.

“I love you too.”

A beat passes.

“Oh, fuck. And he was just starting to like me!”

I frown. “What?”

Sammy groans, dropping his forehead to mine, laughing hoarsely.

“Your father.”

I blink. Then I start laughing too.

Becauseoh, fuck.

Sammy chuckles darkly, shaking his head.

“He’s gonna kill me.”

I grin, wickedly, my fingers tightening in his hair.

“Well,” I whisper, dragging my lips over his, slow and teasing.

“He can try.”

And then we’re both laughing.

Wrapped up together.

In love.

In each other.

In forever.

Epilogue 3-Balor

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