Page 106 of Plaintive Vow

I didn’t rush into marrying him with bright, shiny hopes, but being with Andrei feels like a task that I’m willing to take on. Not just willing, but excited for. I’m not under any illusion that being with him is going to be a walk in the park, or that we’ll never have rough patches, but Iwantto be with him. Iwantto work through those things.

And I hope that he might think this is a good thing, too.

“You’re going to have my baby?”

“Maybe. I don’t know for sure, but…” I shrug, stomach flipping with tenuous excitement. “I might be.” He presses his lips against my hair, holding me tight against his chest. “Would that be okay? If we had a baby?” He pulls back, twisting me until I’m looking at the awestruck expression on his face.

“Blair, I’d fucking love that.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

We’re smiling as we kiss, laughing when Niko comes back outside to whine impatiently, asking when dinner’s going to be ready.

My relationship with Andrei might not have started in the typical way, but I wouldn’t change this moment for the world.