Page 27 of Saving Sarah (Blissful Bets)

A smile lit his face, and the expression of happiness and love turned Gavin’s stomach, but a part of him calmed at knowing maybe they were all one step closer to being at a more likeable stage.

“It was wonderful. I haven’t been this happy since before I left.”

“Well, that’s good, but truthfully I don’t care how you feel. I want to know how Sarah is. Is she happy with the way things are going?”

Devon glared at him. “She’s more than happy, I think.”

“You think? What do you mean, you think? Either she is or she isn’t. The question’s not really that hard to answer.”

“Well, when she left she looked happy. Hell, she was glowing.” “But…you’re not telling me something. I can feel it. What have you done?”

Devon looked at the carpet and so many different emotions hit him that Gavin closed his eyes to decipher them.

“You’re scared about something.”

“Come on, Gavin. There’s a man after Sarah. What, I can’t be scared?”

Gavin burst out laughing. “No, you’re not scared about that. When you just said it, you reeked of confidence. You believe you can protect her. What are you afraid of?”

Devon advanced so quickly Gavin barely side-stepped. The anger clouding the room could have choked him.

“What did you do?”

“You stay out of my business. Do you hear me?”

It was his turn to get angry. He could feel heat flare through his body and seep from his skin. “Sarah is my business, and you better start remembering that. If you’ve done something, then I need to know. What part of ‘she’s my mate, too,’ do you not understand?”

The tension melted off of Devon. Gavin could see it in the way his body hunched down.

Devon was silent as he walked to the sofa and slowly sat down.

“We…Sarah and I didn’t use protection last night. I’m not sure what scares me more, the risk of pregnancy itself, or her emotional state if she does end up…”

At a loss for words or even thoughts, Gavin walked up to the other side of the couch and sat down. He never even considered thinking this far ahead so soon.

“After everything in your past, you didn’t think to wear protection?” Gavin said it softly, so not to offend him. The question was genuine.

Devon looked at him and held his gaze. “This isn’t an excuse, but neither of us could control ourselves the first time. I couldn’t even think clearly. The pull grabbed a hold of me so strong that all of my attention stayed focused on not betraying you and marking her. The second time, this morning, she told me, what happens, happens.”

“Thank you, for not marking her. I truly appreciate you not going behind my back. So, do you think it’s possible maybe Sarah wants a child?”

“I’m not sure, maybe.” Devon rubbed his eyes. “I’ll give her what she wants, but that doesn’t mean it won’t scare the shit out of me. If anything were to happen this time…”

“Listen, let’s not worry about the what-ifs until a few more weeks. We’ll know before anyone, even her.”

“You’re not angry? She’s your mate too.”

“Angry, no. If Sarah does end up being pregnant by you, it’s still part of her. I have a daughter. Did you know that?”

Devon looked at him shocked. “No, you never mentioned it to me. How old is she?”

Gavin pulled a picture out of his wallet. “Annabelle is five. She lives with her mother and her new stepfather.”

“She’s beautiful. The blonde curls remind me of Sarah. Is she…”

“Werewolf? No.” Gavin shook his head “I contracted the disease shortly after she was born. My wife couldn’t handle what I turned into, and I believe she’d already met Dave then so one thing turned into another, and we eventually ended up getting divorced.”

“I’m sorry.”

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