Page 23 of A Dangerous Proposal

Except, he’d killed for them. He didn’t regret it.

Satisfaction coursed through him as his thoughts took a turn.

Now there was a life debt.

Tradition stated she owed him.

And he knew how she could repay it.

He smirked to himself.

Who knew I was such a traditional guy?

Jax was the first to wake, pushing himself into a sitting position, his eyes slitted, still half asleep.

Alex watched the baby carefully.

Baby? Is that the right word? It doesn’t seem like it talks. That makes it a baby, right? Toddler?

“Hello.” He kept his voice soft.

Jax’s head swung to look at him, and his blue eyes became enormous. They were identical to Madison’s, and he suddenly had a vision of what their children might look like. His dark hair, her breathtaking eyes…

What in the actual fuck was wrong with him?

This morning you couldn’t conceive of getting married, and now you’re picturing children?

Plus, you have to convince her first.

Jax whimpered, staring at Alex as if he couldn’t decide if this new person was interesting or terrifying.

Right back at you, kid, Alex thought, watching Jax.

“Ma.” Jax rocked a bit. Then he made the noise again. Alex didn’t know what it meant, but it was clearly a demand of some sort, and he was getting angry at Alex’s ignorance.

Alex pointed at Madison. “Madison.”

The baby frowned at him, and his face scrunched before he noticed her.

“Ma ma.” A tiny sob escaped his mouth, and he dove toward Madison, who thankfully had already woken, and could dodge the small skull aimed at her head.

“Hey, buddy.” Madison’s voice was thick with sleep.

It shouldn’t be sexy, he thought but all of the blood rushing straight to his dick clearly didn’t agree.

He saw the exact moment Madison registered where she was. Shooting into a sitting position, she pushed her disheveled hair back from her face with one hand, while steadying the baby crawling into her lap with the other.

“I fell asleep.” She was looking everywhere but at him. “I’m so sorry.”

“Nothing to be sorry about.”

Her face suddenly wrinkled, and a beautiful rose color washed over her cheeks.

“You’re ripe, buddy.” She stood, putting Jax on her hip. “Do you have a bathroom I could use?”

Alex gave her directions to one of the guest suites on the ground floor. When she returned, Jax had clearly lost his good mood.

“I need to get home. He’s hungry.”

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