Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21882 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 109(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21882 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 109(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
I shake my head disbelievingly.
“Wow,” is my hushed murmur. “So much rage and tension from a relationship that ended fifteen years ago.”
“I know,” Cameron says, stroking my belly again. “But no more about her because I wanted to ask you again, just to be sure, sweetheart. Will you marry me? Will you make me the happiest man on Earth?”
I giggle and lean forward to give him a kiss. My tummy is now a soft mound between us and I press his hand to it.
“Of course I will. I already said yes in front of all those people. Why would I take it back now?”
He grins, but then grows serious, his blue eyes bright.
“Precisely because you said yes in front of all those people. I don’t want to pressure you, Maddy. You’re young, and you should be able to live your life. You should be able to follow your dreams, and I don’t want to chain you down with a husband and a baby when you’re not ready for it.”
I stare at him.
“Did you think I would get rid of the baby?”
He shakes his head slowly.
“No, never. But honey, I have something to admit – I’ve always wanted you to get pregnant. That ridiculous pulling-out method? It was just a ploy because I’ve wanted you round and heavy with my child since the very beginning.”
I gasp.
“You planned this,” I state, my eyes like saucers.
The handsome man hems and haws a bit.
“Well, I didn’t exactly plan it, but yes, I was hoping that my seed would take hold inside of you. You’re fertile, ripe, and so beautiful, baby girl. Any child of ours would be a blessing.”
With that, I throw myself into Cameron’s arms and kiss him again and again.
“Yes, Cameron Savage. I will become Mrs. Cameron Savage, and I will bear you children. As many as you like.”
A gleam comes into those bright blue eyes.
“Really? How many would you be open to? Five? Six?”
“Even seven,” I agree.
“Then I want ten,” he states.
“Oh you!” I giggle while kissing him again. “Double digits is too many.”
But then he rolls me over and kisses me passionately.
“I don’t think ten is too many at all,” he growls against my lips. “You’re so young, sweetheart, and incredibly fertile too. I want it all.”
With that promise, we lock lips again and my heart soars. This man is mine, I am his, and with eternity unfolding before us, I know our love will last forever.
The End