Page 172 of The Dragon 2
What the fuck?!
Chapter thirty-three
Between Fire and Forgiveness
Nyomi
Twins...
My mind didn’t catch the words right away. It was like they landed on the table, slid past the silverware, and cracked open under the low jazz.
I blinked.
Once.
Twice.
The air felt thicker. As if someone had poured honey into the room and told me to breathe through it. I couldn’t hear the clink of dishes or the music anymore. Just the blood rushing in my ears, the faintest whimper of my own breath trying to remember how lungs worked.
Twins.
My gaze didn’t leave his face, but something in me had stepped back. Just far enough to observe the damage without falling apart.
My chest stilled. The music didn’t, but the energy between us did. It cracked like porcelain—beautiful, but now fragile.
It took a few seconds for me to find my voice. “Mayhave twins on the way?”
He nodded.
"With your ex-girlfriend?”
“No. There is no ex-girlfriend or anything like that, but there’s a woman. One of my Ears.”
I blinked. “The Ears are your spies. Right?”
“Yes. And there are levels. This type of Ear. . .she seduces powerful men. Gains their trust. Gathers secrets. She’s brilliant at it. Strategic. Cold when she needs to be.” He ran a finger along the rim of his glass. “I use her when I need to know things no one else can uncover.”
“Okay.”
“She was never a lover. She is only my spy. A weapon.”
“But. . .she might be the mother of your kids too?”
“She might be.”
My heartbeat boomed in my ears.
Kenji’s voice dropped an octave. “I was restless one night. She and I have crossed that line a few times over the years, but it was never romantic. Never emotional. Just something physical.”
“You don’t love her?”
“No, Tora. There are no emotions to what we had.”
“But doesshelove you?”
“No.”
“Are you sure about that?”
