Enamor by Rachel Van Dyken

Author:Rachel Van Dyken
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romantic suspense, organized crime, romantic novella, oragnized crime
Publisher: Rachel Van Dyken

CHAPTER FIVE

Nixon

I always thought I would die alone—I mean, Mafia boss doesn't really scream marriage with kids, but that's what I wanted with Trace, she made me crave normal, she made me believe it was possible. She inspired me to pull away from the blood and darkness to want something more for myself, for my family. I leaned my head against hers, my breathing ragged as her body was still wrapped tightly around mine.

I didn't want to move.

Wasn't sure it was even possible.

Funny, I'd always been a really careful type of person, every decision I made was made with strategy, with thought, with absolute control over every single player in the game.

And I'd totally dropped the ball. I would have laughed but I wasn't sure if Trace was going to be freaked out and slap me or just shrug. I never knew with Trace, she was about as unpredictable as a bomb. So when I looked at her flushed face, and finally pulled my body away from the warmth of hers. I wasn't sure what to say.

"Nixon?"

"Shit." I buttoned my jeans and helped her set herself to rights. "Trace, I swear we'll be more careful next time, I think I was too upset with Phoenix and then I lost control and—"

"Careful?" She squinted. "You didn't hurt me, plus I'm pretty sure I can kick your ass now."

"No, not that." I sucked in my lip ring waiting for her to put two and two together. Then again, it was Trace, innocent, I-grew-up-on-a-farm, Trace. I'd have to spell it out for her, fantastic. "We um… just had unprotected sex and I know we're a forever thing but you know…" I swallowed, shit was I sweating? "Sometimes accidents happen and," I rubbed my forehead, while Trace gave me a blank-as-hell look. "And kids are probably a long way off, and I don't want you to freak out. Just don't cry. It will be fine. I mean, it's probably—"

Trace burst out laughing. "Wow I can't wait to sit in on that particular conversation when we have kids, you uh see son when you love a girl and…" She covered her mouth, laughing even harder.

I about choked on my tongue. "Kids?"

"Right." She nodded slowly. "Usually the product of too much hot and crazy sex with your Mafia boss husband who can't seem to keep it in his pants long enough to protect his wife from what I'm only assuming is pregnancy." She winked. "Good talk, Nixon, and if I'm pregnant I probably will cry, but it will be the good kind. I promise. Now stop being so still. It's freaking me out."

"You don't mind?" I blurted.

"Having the best sex in the world? With you?" She looked around. "Trick question, right?"

"No." I couldn't help but puff up my chest a bit. "I mean bringing a kid into all of this."

Trace cupped my cheek with her hand. "The way I figure… we get a do over… your parents messed you up so badly, why not start a new legacy? One we control — turn the bad into good.

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