Violet
“I'll sure as f**k earn more babies, Woman. In the meantime, your ass says when and how many.”
I appreciated him making that clear.
“Then sorry. I'm not giving you a baker's dozen.”
Doom laughed.
“Nah. f*****g love at least three. But that's up to you.”
“Let's decide after every pregnancy.”
His smile faded.
“Because if what happened with Thane happens again, I don't know if I'd want to risk a third.”
Doom's hand stopped moving along my back.
“When I started bleeding before I passed out, I was terrified.”
His arm tightened around me.
My body stiffened before I could stop it.
Doom felt it.
His hold immediately loosened.
Neither of us mentioned it.
We didn't have to.
“I want a doctor clearing you before we ever try again.”
“I want that too.”
Doom's gaze dropped towar
