Or maybe I simply didn’t care as long as he kept looking at me like I was the only thing keeping him standing.
His hand slipped beneath the fabric of my shirt, rough fingertips brushing against bare skin just enough to make me shiver.
“Thoren,” I breathed softly.
His eyes lifted to mine immediately at the sound.
Concern flickered there first.
“Too much?”
I almost laughed.
“Not enough.”
Something dark and heated flashed across his face then.
“Dangerous answer.”
“Mm.” I tilted my head slightly. “I’m feeling dangerous apparently.”
“You are definitely feeling something.”
“Might be the demon baby.”
He choked out an actual laugh before dropping his forehead briefly against my shoulder.
The sound warmed something deep inside me.
“There is absolutely no chance our child is evil with
