You’re perfectwas what I really wanted to say.
“I’m glad you like it.” He pressed his forehead to mine. “I had all the books from your old room in Hill residence brought here. There’s also an office corner so you can get some writing done too.”
I cupped his bristly cheek. “You spoil me.”
“My favourite thing to do.” He kissed my palm, brown eyes shimmering with so much affection, it broke a barrier inside of me.
A tear slipped out of my eye.
Zeno wiped it with his thumb. “What’s wrong, Darla?”
Nothing. Everything is perfect. My life feels fulfilledand it’s all because of you. Thank you forbeing my pillar. For strengthening me. For loving me enoughto support every dream and ambition of mine. I loveyou. I love you. I love you.
“I need to tell you something.”
Twenty-four hours ago I found out about my pregnancy. It was meant to be a surprise revelation during dinner, but I could not wait any longer.
Thinking it was something bad, Zeno tensed. “What is it?”
“Close your eyes.” I rose on my tippy-toes to kiss away his downturned mouth.
He obeyed, tightness lingering in his broad shoulders.
God, I wondered if I would have a boy or a girl and how much they’d look and act like their father. This beautiful man with a heart of gold. Zeno would spoil our child with all the riches in the world and treat them like a prince or princess.
I couldn’t wait to see that side of him.
Reaching into my purse, I pulled out a slim box wrapped with a bow and deposited it in Zeno’s palm. “Open, please.”
He frowned. “Did you get me a pen?”
I stifled a chuckle. “No.”
The shock on his face was palpable when he unwrapped the gift.
He stared at the lines in the pregnancy test and a slow, heart-melting grin bloomed over his lips. The first of its kind. I was moved by it. “You’re pregnant,mon ange?”
“I found out yesterday.” I bit my lip.
Zeno clasped my face, his eyes alight. “You’re pregnant.”
He repeated it like he couldn’t believe it.
“Yes, and it’s all your new breeding kink’s fault,” I joked.
Zeno sank to his strong knees before me. His hands molded my waist and he pressed his forehead to my flat stomach.
My fingers threaded through his black hair and he simply inhaled and exhaled.
“Before I met you, I was lonely and living a bleak existence. You fell into my life and suddenly there was colour. There was purpose. There was banter and I laughed for the first time in years. You made me feel alive, Darla. You make me the happiest. You’re the other half of me.” He laid a kiss to my stomach. “Ti amo tanto. Je t’aime detout mon coeur. And I’m going to love and protect this baby of ours until the very end.”
There was no denying it.
This right here was pure, soulmate love.
“You’re the other half of me, too. I love you.” More tears dripped out of my eyes. “You’re going to be the best father, Zeno.”
“You’re going to be the best mother, Darla.”