Page 309 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 2
"Boy."
James looked up at me. "I'm trying to have a private conversation."
I smiled. "By all means, please continue."
"Hey, beautiful girl," he said again.
I shook my head and stared down at the side of his face.
"I love you," he whispered. "With all my heart. I know you already know that." He kissed my belly. "But I need to ask you a favor. Please calm down with the kicking. You're hurting your mother."
I laughed.
James kissed my stomach again. "I can't wait to meet you," he said and ran his hand across my stomach. He looked up at me again. "Do you forgive me?"
"I'd already forgiven you." I reached down and ran my fingers along the scruff on his jaw line. "Do you forgive me?"
"I was never upset with you. Maybe I'll be a little upset if you really do force me to sleep on the couch though. May I come to bed now?"
I patted the bed beside me. He climbed up and wrapped his arm around me.
"She's the best thing we ever did." He reached behind me and pushed a strand of Scarlett's hair off her face.
"Yes. She is. And just think." My eyes wandered back up to his face. "If I had been a second earlier to that door in the coffee shop, you never would have run into me. We never would have started dating. We never would have had that beautiful little girl. Everything happens for a reason, James. And we're going to get through whatever happens next together. I promise."
Something flashed across his eyes. Pain maybe. It was too fast for me to be able to read him.
"I told you I didn't want to change a thing," he said. He put his hand on the side of my face and took a deep breath, like he was breathing me in. "But if you think me hitting you with that door was our only chance at starting this, you're crazy." A playful smile formed on his face. "I thought you were a believer in fate?"
"That doesn't mean I don't realize how lucky we are."
"Hmm." He shifted even closer to me. "Never in my wildest dreams did I think I'd be this lucky."
The Light to My Darkness - Chapter 9
Sunday
"Mommy."
A little finger repeatedly jabbing me in the side made me open my eyes.
"Mommy," Scarlett said and continued to poke me.
"Good morning, Scar." She was standing up on the bed looking down at me.
"I want in." She pointed between me and James.
"Did you have a bad dream?" Usually Scarlett insisted on sleeping directly between me and James whenever she was scared.
She nodded her head.
"Come here, baby girl." I scooted over and tapped the bed beside me.
Scarlett ungracefully jumped over me so she could nestle between us.
James made a noise like he’d just gotten punched in the gut. Sure enough, Scarlett had kneed him right in the stomach.
"Good morning, pumpkin," he said and kissed her forehead. "Good morning." He reached over and put his hand on the side of my face.
