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CHAPTEREIGHTEEN

Melody

We both lay on the floor, cuddled snugly against each other.

Somehow, we’re still both fully clothed, but I’ve never felt closer to him than I do at this moment.

Tonight, he showed me both his strength and vulnerability. He made me realize the fact that I’ve denied all this time.

I’m in love with him...and he loves me too

We don’t even need words to confirm our feelings for each other. Our bodies speak them loud enough.

Whether he ever says the words to me or not, I’ll always know it. I’ll never again doubt his feelings or intentions.

Tonight is enough for me to survive whatever difficult times await us in the future.

Yes.

Now I’m certain there’s definitely a future for us....against all odds.

“I’m not on birth control,” I say quietly, twisting my body slightly in his arms so that I can see his face.

Abram’s arm tightens around me.

“Okay,” he murmurs drowsily against my neck. I wonder if he realizes the implications of my words.

I guess I’ll have to spell it out.

“You...You came inside of me, again,” I say slowly, turning my face around so he won’t see the blush spreading across my cheeks.

“Yeah.” Abram drawls his palm down my hair in slow, comforting strokes.

My breath hitches.

“What if...?”

“I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you growing big with my child,” Abram says.

He sounds so calm, but my heart almost stops at his words.

I sit up slowly, turning around so I can see his face.

“You want that?” I ask, blinking back the tears that are welling up in my eyes.

My heart starts to swell with incredible joy and hope.

“More than anything...” Abram replies, leaning forward to tenderly caress my face with the back of his hand. “It’s...a growing desire. Do you want that too, Melody? Would you like to have my child? I’d understand if you don’t want to, and...”

“I do,” I interrupt quickly. “I want it so very much.”

Abram blinks at me in disbelief. It was like he was convinced I would never agree.

I catch his palm in my hand and smile into his magical blue-green eyes.

“I want a handsome son with your eyes and lips...and hair.”

Abram laughs, his eyes shimmering with...tears?


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