Her Russian Billionaires #3 NIKOBy: Susan Westwood
He rubbed a hand down his face. “This is all new territory for me.”
She sipped her wine. He moved a little closer to her on the couch. She let him. He smelled good. Like soap and man. She had to resist him.
“You aren’t going to make this easy are you?”
He sighed then moved closer to her. He took her hand in his. “I was premature in stating that I didn’t want a baby in my life.”
“I’ve fallen in love, Destiny. With you. With Derek.”
“That doesn’t mean anything.”
“It does. I never thought I’d want the whole picket fence thing. I liked the darker side of life, putting bad guys away, but I’ve had a taste of domesticity and I like it. Who knew?”
She wasn’t sure what to make of this Nikolai. He did seem very different. He seemed, settled. Content even. Should she believe him?
“This seems like a sudden change of heart. How can I believe that you won’t want to go off and chase bad guys again?”
“It isn’t sudden. I just wasn’t admitting it to myself, Destiny. I couldn’t admit it to you, but spending time with you and Derek has changed my attitude. Changed my mind. This is what I want. Right here.”
She cocked her head, studying him. She’d never known him to lie to her. Never. He’d been brutally honest at times. She was trying to figure out if he had an angle here. She couldn’t see one, so what he was saying must be true. He was putting himself out there when she hadn’t told him her feelings. He had no idea if she was going to take his heart and give him hers.
She swallowed, then looked down at their hands. His large white ones and her smaller black ones. They worked together. They worked well together, not just as hands, but as two people who understood each other.
“What are you asking me for?”
“I want a chance to prove how I feel. To show you that I can be here for you. That I love you and I love Derek and that I want to be everything for both of you,” he said.
That was a large promise. One that had never been made to Destiny by anyone. She wanted to believe him, but part of her had never expected to hear these words from anyone.
“I love you, Nikolai.”
Once again her mouth engaged before her brain was done deciding. He smiled, then pulled her into a kiss. “I had hoped that you loved me, too. You think you can forgive me for being a butt-head?”
She laughed. “Yes, I can forgive you.”
“Good, because I want to spend the rest of my life making it up to you. You’re it for me, Destiny. This is the life I want. No looking over my shoulder. No pretending to be someone else. Me, Nikolai Alman, from now on.” He pulled her closer. “I love you, Destiny Brown. Please marry me so we can adopt this little boy and raise him in the love we share.”
She nodded, her throat too choked up with emotion for her to form words. Nikolai glanced around. “The baby’s asleep. I can’t promise you long days in bed, but we could fit in a quickie.”
She laughed. Of course Nikolai would think of sex first, but her body had missed his. “I think in the future, Derek will have to have his own room.”
Nikolai nodded as he captured her lips in a kiss. The baby didn’t wake up until they were done.
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