She didn’t just survive.
She grew.
Her strength.
Her bravery.
Her big beautiful brain.
I’m obsessed with it.
Damn,my wife is perfect.
She’s building something.
Something bigger.
Something sacred.
For them. For me.
Forus.
I love her. So damn much. She’s all I ever wanted
And I’m going to protect this life I’ve made with her.Protect her.
I’ve burned so much in this life. I’ve spilled blood, broken bones, crushed men for less than they’ve taken from me.
And if anyone ever tries to takethisfrom her…
Or that spark in those gorgeous eyes ever again
Sinner would be a whisper compared to what I’d become, I’ll beeverythingthey’ve ever feared, andworse.
I step toward her slowly, my hand cupping the back of her neck. My throat tightens when I speak.
I swallow hard, fighting the burn behind my eyes, the war between the man I’ve always been and the man she’s making me want to be.
“You are…”
I shake my head, smiling through it.
“The most remarkable fucking woman I’ve ever met and the best damn thing that’s ever happened to this family.”
She smiles. “You’re not upset I took your torture chamber away?”
I grin. “Fuck no, this is better. This isn’t death, it’s rebirth. Built by the only woman who could ever redeem me.”
She leans in, eyes glowing. “Good. Because this place is perfect to bring the babies.”
I freeze.
My eyes trail down to her stomach, my heart stills.
“Babies? We’re having babies?”
Her nose scrunches and she chuckles, “Not yet, but the room I renovated upstairs is gorgeous and… I want to try.”