Page 28 of Loved By the Hacker

“You don’t live in Moonlit Pines, though.” Not officially, but that was an easy fix. I could buy out the cabin I was staying in if it was where she wanted to live. We could find something else if she didn’t like the cabin. “What if I did? What if I make my move permanent. Would you move in with me?”

“Oleg.” She chewed her bottom lip, and something in her gaze changed. “You might want to rescind your offer when I tell you something.”

“I highly doubt that.” There was nothing she could do to make me want to take back my offer.

“I don’t know… it might get cluttered and messy and…” Her eyes were wild and panicked. For whatever reason, she was freaking out more about what she needed to tell me than what she’d just found out.

“Hey,” I soothed, holding her gaze as I stroked her face. “Life is messy. What’s this about?”

“I was in the bathroom before I came out here,” she blurted, and I frowned.

“Okay,” I drew out slowly.

“Oh god!” Her eyes fluttered shut, and I didn’t like missing her stare.

“Babochka, look at me.” Her eyes opened, but I could see the worry and panic that lingered.

“Two-story cabins aren’t a good idea for kids,” she said then swallowed. My brows bunched.

“What?” I was confused because she wasn’t making sense. “Why would it matter if the cabin is safe for?—“

“I’m pregnant,” she blurted, and the world stopped spinning. That was the only thing that would explain why it suddenly felt like nothing was moving. It was just her and me, staring at one another. Her body straddled mine as her fingers nervously stroked my shoulders.

“What?” I asked.

“You’re freaked.”

“Babochka, repeat what you just said,” I demanded gruffly. Fuck. She was pregnant. My beautiful woman was pregnant. I’d never thought about kids and a family. Not really.Liar, a little voice spoke up in the back of my head. I was a fucking liar. I’d come inside of her without anything between us knowing very well she wasn’t taking anything to prevent this. I’d wanted to breed her. Why I’d watched my seed drip out of her pussy time and time again from that very first time. Coral was the only woman I’d ever taken bare. The only one I would ever have till I drew my last breath.

“Repeat it, Coral,” I demanded, my voice hard. “Repeat what you just said to me, gorgeous.”

“Why?”

“So that when you tell me you’re going to have my baby, I can take back my offer,” I growled, and her eyes widened.

“What?” Her lip wobbled.

“It’s no longer a request but a demand, Coral. We’re moving in together.” I couldn’t help the words that spilled past my lips and how much of an asshole they made me sound. All I could think about was having my woman and child under the same roof.

“Because I’m having a baby? That’s a stupid reason to move in.”

“How is that a stupid reason?”

“People co-parent all the time!”

“Co-parent?

“Okay, I mean, if you don’t want to be a part of?—“

“Don’t even finish that thought,” I clipped. “You’re going to move in with me and marry me because we love each other. We’re having a baby because something out in the universe thinks I’m worthy of something so fucking beautiful for some damn reason, and I am going to work the rest of my life to be worthy of this. Of you.”

“Oleg,” she whispered with tears in her eyes.

“It’s true, Coral. I love you. I know…” My voice cracked. Every fiber of my being was filled with raw emotions. “I know I fucked up. My needs, watching you…” I drew in a deep breath. “It wasn’t right, and if you want me to stop, I will.” She shot me a look, and I sighed. “Okay, fine, I’ll try.”

“We weren’t talking about marriage.” She ignored my offer, and I reached into my pocket and pulled out the ring I’d carried with me for the last two weeks.

“Let’s talk about it, then.”

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