Page 109 of Venomous Vows

“Youdon’tleave to murder someone after we have the baby.”

“Piccola diavola,sometimes my position?—”

Her soft lips brush against mine and my whole body begins to relax. “Let me rephrase. You don’t actively go out. If I say that I’m worried about it, that means, even if it still needs to be done, you don’t write me out like you did.”

She’s right. We’re a team and there are going to be some things she asks of me that I’m not going to like, but we need to cooperate and work together.

“We’ll talk about it,” I promise. “I apologize.”

Elena presses a chaste kiss to my lips. “How are you going to make it up to me?”

I pull back and peer down at her like she’s out of her damn mind, which she is. “Me?”

“You. It’s the reason why I hid in the house.”

Well, at least she did that and didn’t run off while being pregnant with our baby.

And, again, she’s right. If this shit keeps up, I’m going to get a damn complex.

“All right, my soon-to-be wife…” I lightly bump her chest with mine and grab her hips to hold her steady, sliding my fingers along the curve of her ass. “How can I make it up to you?”

I expect her to give me something dirty or possibly silly, but not what actually leaves her lips.

“I want to know your thoughts on the baby.”

My brows knit because it should be the other way around. “I’m…I’ve always wanted you to be the mother of my children. But I respect what you want when it comes to your body.”

“Why?”

“Because you drive me crazy enough to want to fuck and kill you all at the same time.”

She snuggles up closer to me. “Would you ever kill me, Adrian?”

“No. How do you slay half of your heart and expect to live?”

Those blue eyes dazzle me and I can’t help but drop my head and steal a kiss from the woman who riles me up one moment and then makes me yield to her the next.

She’s my queen in every right and the king always bows to his queen, doesn’t he?

“I want the baby,piccola diavola,” I mutter against her lips. “But I want whatever you want. We don’t have to do this now.”

“You’d let me get an abortion?”

My immediate thought is no. That my child is living inside her and it makes me slightly sick that she’d want to rid her body of him or her, but Elena didn’t ask for this. Any of it.

“It’d be hard for me,” I answer honestly. “But I?—”

“We’re not getting rid of our baby, Adrian,” she claims, wrapping her arm around the back of my neck and threading her fingers in my hair. “I want this. I want you in my life. I believe that you’ll keep me and them safe.”

“I’ll always keep you safe, my love.”

“I know.”

“Good.” My palms clamp onto her ass and I lift her up, forcing her to wrap her thigh around me. “Because I’m going to fuck all those pretty ideas about leaving me to wonder where you are out of your head tonight.”

Elena chuckles as if I’m joking. “You can’t be serious. I’m hungry.”

“You can eat in my bed.” I start for the door. “We’re going to continue what we started last night.”

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