He stopped spinning her, but kept his hold super tight as he lowered her to the ground. His eyes glowed, his growl of amusement warm, then he smiled the most heartfelt smile she’d ever seen. ‘Roxie, you can have as many children as you want, whenever you want.’
Relief tumbled through her. ‘Are you sure? You never wanted—’
‘I was wrong about so many things I thought I didn’t want. And I couldn’t be happier about that.’ He suddenly stepped back and tugged her hand. ‘Though I have to admit, I’m just a little glad you’re not pregnant right now, because I have something for you.’ He led her to the kitchen.
She stopped in the doorway. ‘What is that?’ Her shoulders began to shake.
‘A Nebuchadnezzar of Bollinger,’ he answered drolly.
‘A what?’ she spluttered with laughter.
‘A Nebuchadnezzar. Fifteen litres. Just imagine how many million bubbles.’
‘A gazillion bubbles. Did you hire a crane to get it in here?’
‘Yeah, because there are three of them—the others are in the bath. And this time I actually did invite the team to share it with us, as well as all the Blades. But they’re waiting for my signal.’
‘Really?’ She glanced out of the kitchen window and saw the juvenile plants were festooned with fairy lights. ‘Are you going to give them the signal?’
‘In a minute,’ he said deeply. ‘Something to do first.’
She turned to look at him. He wound his arms around her waist and tugged.
‘You know that trip to France?’ he said. ‘There are a couple of conditions.’
This time Roxie’s heart soared so high so quick it broke the sound barrier. ‘What conditions?’ Oh, she was so breathy.
He held her so close, his eyes so full of love they made hers water.
‘On my list, Roxie,’ he whispered, bringing his face to hers. ‘Before we have the babies, we have the wedding. And in between the two, we have the honeymoon. In France.’
There was only one thing she could say to that. ‘Okay.’
‘Okay?’
‘Oh, yeah. That’s really okay.’ She laughed as much as she cried and then could manage neither as he kissed her—out of control, adoring, explicit.
‘Did you really invite the team?’ She tore her lips from his in part despair.
‘For the engagement party. That’s the thing on the very top of my list. That’s tonight.’ He breathed hard. ‘But we could steal a few minutes before I sound the horn. Right?’
‘Well, you always did like room for spontaneity,’ she teased, inside totally desperate herself. ‘Why not a few minutes now, then hours together after when they’re gone—okay?’
‘For ever after.’ He smiled wickedly as he swept her in his arms and charged up the stairs to their room.
And Roxie knew the happiness bubbling inside her now was never, ever going to burst.
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