Page 51 of His Forgotten Wife
“You still want those noisy, crying babies?” he asked, his eyes shining with pure adoration.
Dolly laughed and nodded. “I want a big family.”
“Then let’s get started on them right now,” he said, pinning his hips into hers and kissing her with that intense devotion that only he could show.
She laughed, wrapping her arms around his shoulders. “Maybe after I finish my degree? You know, the nonprofit charity project we spoke of starting years ago? I was thinking of something like that.”
“Right. Humanizing me a little more, Dahlia?”
“Not to prove anything to the world but for ourselves, Ares.”
“That sounds perfect.”
And Dolly knew that she would never doubt her place in the world again. She would be Ares Demetrius’s wife and she would be needed and wanted and loved for the rest of her life.
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