Page 284 of Breeding Her: The Red Flag Edition
There was something in her expression—familiar, knowing, indulgent. A woman who understood exactly what I meant and exactly why I meant it. A woman who’d stood beside me through every chaotic, messy, beautiful expansion of our family and still looked at me like she understood every dark thing I’d ever done—and loved me anyway.
Noah squealed when she took him, his fists bunching in her dress like she was his whole universe.
She was the glue that bound us all together.
I’d once seen Rian as a legacy, something to inherit the empire, but fatherhood had knocked the arrogance right out of me. Iwasn’t thinking like a dickhead anymore. I was easing out of my role in the company, and my children could choose their own futures.
“Maybe one more,” Everly said, kissing the top of Noah’s head. “Cancel the appointment.”
I nodded.
I didn’t say a word.
Because eventually, I’d convince her that six was a nice, round number.
Breeding her was like staking my claim on reality—every child another reminder she was mine.
My sexy little toy would never leave me.
I closed the hood of the grill and walked around to Everly, slipping my arm around her shoulders as we stood together, watching our family.
The End.
